President Daddy is super strong

Yang Molly knew what his father meant. She immediately threw Qiao yuluo to her younger brother Yang Zheng and helped him upstairs.

I don't know whether it's true or false. Yang Yilin's intoxicated Qi lies on the head of the bed and his eyes are red.

"Lie down first, and I'll make you some soup." With that, Yang Moli got up and went out.

"Molly!" The hoarse voice rang out behind her and called her in time.

Yang Moli turned around and sat back again. Her voice was soft, and she had no voice. "Dad."

"Girl......"

This girl almost made Yang Moli cry. Her weakness was her parents' affection. Her father's love for her all over the world can not be compared to, it can be seen that this feeling has multiple.

"Dad." Yang Molly's voice is obviously not right. She looks like she is going to cry.

She gently reached out and held her father's big hand, feeling the temperature of his palm little by little.

"Girl, if you really think of him, dad has no problem. Dad is worried about your loss..."

"No matter what happens in the future, come home at the first time to tell my parents that they will always be your most solid support..."

Yang Molly nodded desperately as she listened. Her tears rolled in her eyes. She couldn't help it, for fear that her father would say another word.

"Your mother and I hope you're good. Our family is good..."

"I understand!" Stifling her tears, Yang raised her head and looked firmly at her father.

"That's good, that's good. Dad is tired and lies down for a while. Go and see Joe."

Looking at the expression on his daughter's face, Yang Yilin understood everything. His worry was totally useless.

Yang Moli stretched out her hand and laid down her father, then went out and poured a glass of water on the bedside table. Seeing that her father was tired, she crept out of the room.

……

In the guest room.

Qiao yuluo has been sent in by Yang Zheng. It seems that he is drunk.

Yang Molly went in with him to see how he was. Yang Zheng ran away as smart as a ghost, leaving the space for both of them.

Yang Molly's mouth is open. What's her brother? She's too smart.

Looking at her younger brother's back, Yang Moli walked to the bedside helplessly with a light tone, "are you ok?"

The man with his back to her sat up directly after hearing the sound. Next second, he stood up and walked towards her.

Yang Molly was startled by his action. Just as she was about to read him, the tall figure had already planted on her.

The height difference between the two men was already big. In addition, she was so thin and delicate that she was pressed by him for several steps and leaned against the wall directly. There was no way to go back, so she stood firmly.

"Joe yuluo!" Sound alone knows breath.

But what's the use of her anger?

Someone leaned against her drunk, wrapped her in his arms, and the strong smell of wine was all sprayed on her face.

What's more, he was giggling?!

Yang Molly is so angry that he even laughs out, which makes her very confused.

"You go back and lie down!" Yang Moli frowned and ordered.

Someone, like a child, is fooling at her, "Molly, I love you..."

Yang Molly's mouth is full of goosebumps.

"First you go out and sit down, sit down and say." Yang Moli can't take him. I don't know that this man is so drunk.

"No, I want to hold you Let me hug you... "