"Go quickly! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yin Zhiyao didn't behave like a drunk person, so he poured the water back and handed it to Qiao Zhengyang's mouth.

Qiao Zhengyang drank a gulp, then fell on the bed and fell asleep unconsciously.

Yin Zhiyao looked at the remaining water in the cup, then at the smelly man on the bed who looked like a dead pig, with a sly smile on his lips.

...

Early the next morning, Yin Zhiyao finished washing and went downstairs to eat.

Qiao Zhengyang had a swollen face after a hangover, and his expression was gloomy and extremely ugly.

The aunt at home took out the sheets from his room and said with a smile: "Oh, how old is the young master, and he still wets the bed..."

"Aunt Zhang!" Qiao Zhengyang shouted, depressed and aggrieved: "You... don't say it!"

Yin Zhiyao sat at the table, picked up a piece of toast and ate it with milk.

Qiao Zhengyang stared at Yin Zhiyao pitifully: "Is it your fault?"

Yin Zhiyao looked innocent and blinked: "What the hell am I doing?"

"You...you hurt me..." Qiao Zhengyang couldn't say anything and lowered his voice: "I know it was you. You got me into the house last night, I know!"

"You're welcome."

"The devil wants to thank you."

"Not polite."

In this round, Yin Zhiyao won a complete victory, and he no longer felt that Qiao Zhengyang was so disgusting.

At least, she understood that this guy had zero fighting ability and couldn't bully her at all.

Qiao Zhengyang tilted his head and looked at Yin Zhiyao boredly: "How long are you going to stay at my house?"

Before Yin Zhiyao could speak, his stepfather Qiao Xicheng said sternly: "My sister can live here as long as she wants. This is her home too! How old are you, and you still compete with little girls? You're useless."

Yin Zhiyao pursed his lips and whispered: "You are so old, but you still wet the bed."

"I didn't wet the bed!" Qiao Zhengyang stood up, pointed at Yin Zhiyao and explained loudly: "That's not bed-wetting!"

As soon as these words came out, Su Wenrui and Qiao Xicheng's expressions suddenly changed, and even the aunt who was washing the sheets started shaking.

Qiao Zhengyang, this little idiot, didn't notice the strange expressions on everyone's face at all, and accused Yin Zhiyao excitedly: "It's all you! It's all you who hurt me, I even wanted to kill you in my dream!"

Qiao Xicheng became furious, slammed the table, and shouted at Qiao Zhengyang: "You dirty thing!"

Yin Zhiyao heard the shocking amount of information in this sentence and looked at Qiao Zhengyang sympathetically.

After realizing it later, Qiao Zhengyang's scalp was numb and he fell down on the chair weakly.
Chapter completed!