Poor little homeless, Mr. Huo took her home and loved her

Chapter 197 Little Drunkard

Seeing that the school leaders' eyes were on them, Ruan Huanshe was so angry that he almost exploded on the spot.

She struggled a few times in Fu Hechuan's arms and whispered, "I can walk by myself."

"Aren't your legs sore?" Fu Hechuan stared at her meaningfully. His eyes had seen through her. The corners of his mouth twitched as he spoke word by word, "I'll hold you."

After taking a few steps, he noticed that the woman in his arms was not at peace.

He also deliberately spoke in a low voice, his voice seemed to contain a handful of gravel: "If you don't want your waist to be sore, then be honest."

When Ruan Huan heard this, her ears instantly turned red. She was afraid that the school leaders not far away would hear her, so she obediently huddled in Fu Hechuan's arms.

I didn't dare to move for a moment.

When Fu Hechuan wasn't paying attention, she secretly glanced at him a few times and found that he looked normal. She didn't know how he could remain so calm.

Not long after, Ruan Huan heard a leader nearby mention her when talking to Fu Hechuan.

"Ruan Huan is a good candidate with excellent professional performance. If he is trained well, he will be very outstanding in the future."

This was a compliment to her, and Ruan Huan thought it was okay, but as the conversation went on, the topic began to shift.

"The physical fitness of students nowadays is indeed not as good as before. I have seen that in previous physical tests, there are always various reasons for students to ask for leave. It seems that this ability needs to be paid more attention to."

"Yeah, you feel tired after running a few steps. You really need to exercise more."

Ruan Huan remembered what she said about her sore legs, and she buried her head in Fu Hechuan's chest in embarrassment. Why did she feel like she was being hinted at invisibly?

Fu Hechuan put her down only when they reached the car.

Ruan Huan immediately said hello and slipped into the car.

When closing the car door, a sentence that Fu Hechuan said to the school leaders accidentally floated in from outside the car.

"Our Ruan Huan will need more care from you in the future..."

When the car door closed, all the sounds from outside were blocked out.

Ruan Huan took a deep breath, and in an instant, Fu Hechuan opened the other side of the back door of the car and got in.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became much more depressing.

Fu Hechuan had a cold face. He tugged at the tie that he had "robbed" and often "welded" around his neck, and sneered: "You are really good at hiding from me, Ruan Huan."

Ruan Huan didn't answer and turned his face away.

Her head suddenly felt hot, and she realized that Fu Hechuan had stretched out a big hand and covered her head, forcing her to turn her head and look at him.

"How long are you going to keep quarreling with me?"

Ruan Huan pursed her lips and didn't respond.

Fu Hechuan stared at her with deep eyes: "Want to hide from me? No matter where you want to hide in the future, I will find a way to find you out."

Ruan Huan lowered his head.

She never thought at this moment that a seemingly casual sentence had become a portrayal of the future.

Suddenly, she heard Fu Hechuan questioning her again: "Have you been drinking?"

In fact, Fu Hechuan had wanted to ask this question the moment he picked up Ruan Huan, but due to the occasion, he temporarily held back the question.

Ruan Huan's expression changed, and his eyes twitched a few times out of guilt, but he shook his head.

"No."

After saying that, Fu Hechuan grabbed the back of her head, pulled her closer, and sniffed: "Such an obvious smell of alcohol, what do you think my sense of smell is?"

Ruan Huan did not deny it this time.

In fact, she didn't drink any alcohol. Some alcohol was indeed spilled on her body, which is why she could smell the alcohol. However, she didn't want to explain the specific circumstances because she was worried that Fu Hechuan knew more.

Fu Hechuan's face darkened: "Next time, don't drink outside with me."

Ruan Huan said stubbornly: "This is none of your business. Even if I get drunk outside, you don't care."

When she said it out loud, she was a little nervous. Perhaps it was because she had mustered up the courage to slap Fu Hechuan that day, and she found that she was a little bolder in front of men.

When I was waiting for Fu Hechuan to get angry, I found that the man just glanced out the window without saying a word.

The cold air emanating from his body makes people shudder.

In fact, despite Fu Hechuan's calm appearance, he had already been upset by Ruan Huan's attitude.

After returning home, when Ruan Huan was about to go back to the bedroom, her arm was grabbed by Fu Hechuan. Before she could even ask, the man pulled her to the basement.

After they stopped, Ruan Huan realized that the place Fu Hechuan brought her to was a room dedicated to storing wine.

There is a huge wine cabinet here, which displays a variety of wines, all of which are top quality wines.

When Ruan Huan was confused, she saw Fu Hechuan open one of the cabinet doors, casually took out a bottle of wine, put it on the table, looked at her, and said with a sinister look on his face: "Don't you like drinking? Today I'll let you drink enough."

Ruan Huan shook his head subconsciously.

She wasn't interested in drinking and probably only tried it once when she was in a bad mood.

Glancing at the wine that Fu Hechuan took out, she moved closer curiously and found that the bottle of wine was very expensive, estimated to be at least several million, and she blurted out the price she knew.

Fu Hechuan stared at her: "When did you know all this?"

Ruan Huan responded with a few words evasively.

Fortunately, Fu Hechuan did not continue to ask. She looked at the wine and thought that since the price of this bottle of wine was so expensive, would the taste be different? Could it be possible to taste something different?

Out of curiosity, she took the initiative to pour some and took a sip.

If you don’t drink it, you won’t drink it.

The wine went down my throat, feeling cool.

Ruan Huan couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Fu Hechuan sat beside her, staring at her deeply. When he saw her take a sip, perhaps because she was not used to the taste, her eyes narrowed into slits and her face turned red.

He reached out and patted her face, with a playful smile on his lips: "Little drunkard."

Before Ruan Huan could react, Fu Hechuan grabbed her chin. The stern face suddenly enlarged in front of him, and her lips were also tightly blocked.

The man's aura rushed towards me.

Ruan Huan's eyes suddenly widened.

She was so anxious that she pushed Fu Hechuan away.

For Fu Hechuan, this was a completely involuntary action.

During the pushing and shoving, the bottle of wine was accidentally spilled on Fu Hechuan.

In an instant, Fu Hechuan's shirt and black trousers were stained with wine.

That awkward spot also became wet.

The air stagnated at this moment.

Ruan Huan's heart was in her throat. Not to mention that Fu Hechuan's clothes were soiled, this bottle of expensive wine was also wasted. I wonder if Fu Hechuan would be furious.

If it were her, she would also feel sad.

She also knew that these wines had been treasured for many years and were very much cherished by Fu Hechuan.

However, Fu Hechuan didn't even blink, showing no sign of distress. Instead, he stared at Ruan Huan with a sullen face and said, "Handle it for me."

Realizing that he had to help him deal with the wine stains on his body, Ruan Huan didn't care about anything else and tried frantically to wipe off the wine stains, but the traces could not be wiped clean.

Ruan Huan touched his shirt and it was still a little wet.

Fu Hechuan took a deep breath and uttered a word in a deep voice: "Take it off."