1226. Chapter 1226: Sticking Tightly to Each Other

"No need." Lan Feifei's first reaction was to refuse. Didn't he already ignore her? Why send her still?

This kind of relationship that is constantly being cut off and messed up is not what she wants!

As she spoke, she quickened her pace, trying to push him away. But unexpectedly, He Chaoran also accelerated his pace, maintaining the same frequency as her.

His reason is very good: "The competition is about to start, your ready-made clothes should be ready, right? I want to try it."

Lan Feifei sighed secretly in her heart and had no choice but to nod. She also owed him a costume styling, which she couldn't deny.

"You can try if you want, but it's very late now and my parents are probably asleep, so you can't make a sound." Lan Feifei thought for a while and made such a request. Because she didn't want her parents to know that she brought a boy home so late - her former boyfriend.

He Chaoran's tense face sank a little more, and he said calmly: "Okay."

Did she really not want her family to see him? Could it be that he was being sentimental again just now? Or was Hou Xiaoting really just drunk and talking nonsense?

Not to mention Hou Xiaoting was drunk, even he himself was a little drunk. My mind was a little groggy, and the scenery in front of me was a little blurry. Every step I took felt like stepping on cotton.

Lan Feifei took out the key and opened the door, made a silent gesture towards him, and then tiptoed toward the living room.

He followed her through the spacious living room and then climbed the long staircase. Lan Feifei didn't turn on the light, but just turned on the light source on her mobile phone. Although the light was bright, it was so narrow that it couldn't shine in many places.

Accidentally, she tripped and fell backward. Fortunately, He Chaoran followed her and reached out his hand in time to support her.

Lan Feifei covered her mouth and tried not to make any sound. She could feel his big palms grasping her shoulders, and his hot breath spraying on the back of her neck, bringing a tingling feeling.

She suddenly felt that she was a little drunk. She didn't drink much tonight, just a few sips, but she wasn't a good drinker to begin with.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to help you?" He Chaoran's body swayed, and he barely managed to steady himself, with one hand on the handrail of the stairs.

When he said this, his lips almost touched her ears - because she had said beforehand that he would not be allowed to speak. Therefore, he could only lower his voice as much as possible.

His voice was originally very nice, but after being lowered like this, it became even deeper and sexier. It spread to her mind through her sensitive ears, giving her a strange feeling.

Lan Feifei felt as if she was in a dream, and his voice seemed to come from the other side of the dream.

"I...I can walk by myself." She suppressed her heartbeat, broke away from his hand, and continued to walk up the stairs holding on to the handrail.

This time, in order to prevent herself from falling again, she deliberately slowed down her pace.

But it was He Chaoran who couldn't control his pace for a while and bumped into her body from behind.

"Ah." Lan Feifei, who was caught off guard, finally couldn't help shouting, and then stumbled forward.

He Chaoran quickly reached out and grabbed her waist from behind, so that her back was pressed tightly against his body, without any gap.