Don't run away

Chapter 3487 Young Marshal's Bride 12
Finally, Yu Qingyu sat on the bed, waiting for Zhang Dingtian to come over.

Sitting and sitting, has fallen down.

Anyway, Zhang Dingtian hasn't come yet, so it's better to sleep now, and when he comes, she will get up.

Marriage is a physical job, basically I didn't sleep all night last night, I worked all night, and now I still have to sit like this.

If it were in other places, she would still be able to hold on.

But after all, it is on the bed, and the bed is the place to sleep.

Before he knew it, Yu Qingyu had already fallen asleep.

Zhang Dingtian walked in reeking of alcohol, and looked at Yu Qingyu who was lying on the bed, stumbling around.

A smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Originally, she wanted Yu Qingyu to just sleep like this, but in a blink of an eye, she saw the glass of wine on the table, and neither of them had drunk it yet.

He walked up to Yu Qingyu again, reached out his hand to her face, and patted her.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing!!"

Yu Qingyu opened his hazy eyes, and what he saw was Zhang Dingtian's arrogant face.

Why do you say that.

Some people, although they are very handsome and have long legs, but the temperament all over him reveals a kind of silent arrogance.

"What are you calling me!"

As soon as Zhang Dingtian heard what she said, he stretched out his hand and pulled hard on her cheek.

Yu Qingyu's face was immediately deformed, and she was pulling it out of shape.

"It hurts."

Yu Qingyu reached out and patted his troublesome hand away, and rubbed her cheek again.

It was really painful to be pinched by him like this.

"Call me what?"

Zhang Dingtian knelt beside her on one knee, and she was still lying down at this moment. His posture was completely condescending.

Her long and narrow eyes were as bright as stars, but there was an evil smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Young Master!"

Yu Qingyu couldn't help but say these two words when he was impressed by his aura.

"good!"

The smile on the corner of Zhang Dingtian's mouth deepened, even reaching into his eyes.

"Come on, sit up."

He moved away, stretched out his hand again, and pulled Yu Qingyu up.

Zhang Dingtian walked to the table with his long legs again, and walked back to the bed with two glasses of wine in his hand.

"Here!"

Zhang Dingtian handed her the wine.

Yu Qingyu raised the cup, raised his head and drank it.

Then there was a casual look from you, which was thrown to Zhang Dingtian.

"Good drink!"

Zhang Dingtian praised blankly.

"It's just ma'am, this is a drink."

Zhang Dingtian walked back again and brought over the jug.

Let's have a drink...

Hearing what Zhang Dingtian said, Yu Qingyu felt that his head was caught by the door.

"Cough cough cough-"

She coughed dryly to cover up her embarrassment, and then brought the wine glass to Zhang Dingtian.

"Pour wine!"

Zhang Dingtian raised his eyebrows. As a young marshal, he has never served anyone before.

But looking at her... just drank a glass of wine, her face was already red again.

It looks very gorgeous, like a peony flower shrouded in smoke.

He poured her another glass of wine and their arms were intertwined.

Obviously the most ordinary eyes, at this moment, also become lingering.

After drinking the wine, Zhang Dingtian took the wine glass and jug, and put it on the table beside him.

Yu Qingyu got off the bed, walked to the dressing table, took off all the things she was wearing on her head, and let her hair loose again.

(End of this chapter)