When Zhou Changdong returned to the hotel, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

Yu Wei had not woken up yet, and the door was closed from inside. Zhou Changdong knocked on the door and shouted Yu Wei's name.

After a while, Yu Wei opened the door sleepily, clenched his little hands into fists and rubbed his eyes, pouted his mouth slightly, obviously looking like he had not woken up.

Seeing Zhou Changdong, Yu Wei tilted on him like a boneless body and leaned against his chest.

"Why are you back so late?" The murmur of a soft voice seemed to be coquettish and angry, making people feel sore.

Zhou Changdong wrapped her waist with one hand, then he clasped her on the door after entering the door, closed the door from the inside, and tightened her with one arm, and wrapped her in the narrow space between the door and him.

"Weiwei..." The originally dark and magnetic sound seemed to be even more hoarse because of the alcohol.

"Hmm?" Yu Wei felt that Zhou Changdong's gaze was very wrong, and it was a little more stern and deeper than usual.

Is it because of drinking?

"Who am I?" His dark eyes stared at her, his pursed lips and his slightly sharp eyes at this moment, his whole body had a wild nature on the edge of wind and rain.

Yu Weiwei was stunned. Is this man so stupid?

"You are Changdong, my husband." Yu Wei raised his hand and wrapped around his neck, tiptoed and kissed him.

This man was like a child, so drunk that he was coaxed.

Zhou Changdong was not drunk, and he poured all the wine tonight into Weiguo's stomach.

He thought of the diary that Yu Weiguo mentioned, in which she recorded all the girl's thoughts.

I can't say my feelings for my brother, just because a teacher's smile looks like Weiguo, she can be entrusted.

Could it be that he also has something like Yu Weiguo? She, who lost her memory, chased her tightly from the beginning?

Zhou Changdong has never been as frustrated and unconfident as he is now.

After a while, Zhou Changdong asked:

"Do you think I look like Yu Weiguo?"

Yu Wei was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Why are you comparing to him? Could it be that you are his long-lost son?"

Zhou Changdong ignored her jokes and stared at her with a bright look.

"Answer me."

Yu Wei didn't know which style he was trying to get. After thinking about it carefully, she had seen Yu Weiguo once. That time she was drunk in the provincial guesthouse.

"It's not like." Yu Wei reached out and held Zhou Changdong's face, looked left and right, looked at it seriously, and said after a while: "You are much more handsome than him."

"Where is handsome?" Zhou Changdong looked like a child who came to the bottom of the matter.

Yu Wei held his face and gently stroked his facial features.

"I like eyebrows. It's said that men have the most handsome eyebrows and starry eyes. Your eyebrows are the handsome ones that cannot be described in all words."

After Yu Wei finished speaking, his fingers came to his eyes.

"And my eyes are also what I like. I love its sometimes gentle, sometimes wild, sometimes cold and deep and charming luster."

Yu Wei's hand crossed the bridge of his nose and above his double globe.

Her index finger gently covered her on it, her eyes lingering and her tone was gentle.

"And here, I love it too. I will make me happy, make me happy, teach me the principles of life, and I will mourn me when I am happy, and I will use it to please me..."

Yu Wei said with a blushing face. After that, her fingers fell on the bridge of his nose.

"I love it more. Do you know what a man has a handsome nose and a good nose shape means? I didn't know it before, but I didn't understand until I married you."

Yu Wei said this and whispered in Manichi in his ear:

"I love so much......".
Chapter completed!