Hearing the bell ringing, Molly was surprised at first. Only her brother and parents knew about their house now, and they wouldn't come at this time. So the person who stood outside now must be Allen.
But soon, her expression changed.
'Humph! We had a quarrel just now. I don't want to open the door for you now. Just let you stay outside for a whole night.'
But Molly sat up again and again. She was still worried about Allen. Finally, she sighed in her heart and went downstairs to open the door.
Looking out from the peephole of the security door, she saw Allen standing there with his head lowered.
Molly suddenly opened the door. Before she could say anything, Allen fell towards her.
"Hey, hey! What are you doing? Get up quickly! " Molly tried to push away Allen, who was pressing on her. Although Allen was not fat, he was tall. With such a big body on her, she could not hold on.
As soon as Molly pushed him away a little, she moved her nose. How could there be such a strong smell of alcohol around?
Molly raised Allen's head with difficulty, and the smell of alcohol was more obvious.
Allen's face turned red because of the wine.
Molly raised her eyebrows slightly. Did he go out for a drink?
Molly patted him on the face with her hand, Allen looked at her confusedly. Molly said crossly, "Go upstairs to sleep if you are drunk!"
Then she pulled away Allen's hand and went back to her room.
But as soon as Molly turned around, she heard a plop from behind. Molly looked back in a hurry and found that the drunk Allen fell to the ground.
Molly's heart skipped a beat. She ran back to the place where she had stood just now and checked if Allen was injured.
Fortunately, when decorating the house, the floor was covered with thick carpet. Allen fell with such a big noise, but he was not hurt at all. He fell asleep in a falling posture.
Fell asleep? Molly stood up and looked at him. 'How can you fall asleep in such a situation? You feel comfortable sleeping, but what about me?'
Molly combed her hair back irritably. It was December now. If Allen lay on the carpet like this, it would be cold even if the carpet in their house was thick.
Even if Molly wanted to move him upstairs, she wouldn't have so much strength.
"Hey, get up!" Molly squatted down and patted him on the face. "If you feel sleepy, go upstairs and sleep. Don't lie here sleeping!"
But Allen seemed to fell into a deep sleep and had no reaction at all.
Molly pouted in anger. What should she do now?
She stood up and looked around. When she saw the big sofa in the living room, her eyes lit up.
She couldn't move Allen upstairs, but she should be able to move him to the sofa.
Molly struggled to lift Allen up and supported him on her shoulder.
Molly had used up all her strength to do so. She murmured in her heart why Allen was so tall.
It seemed that Allen didn't feel well in this position. With his head lowered and his lips just pressed against Molly's right ear, he seemed to rub her right ear a few times as he walked.
Feeling a little uncomfortable, Molly moved her ears. Then she suddenly heard Allen say in her ear, "Molly, I'm sorry."
Molly didn't cry when she knew that Allen had kept it from her. She had a fierce quarrel with Allen today, and she didn't cry at the beginning.
But now, such a short sentence from Allen made her eyes instantly red.
Molly had been waiting for him for such a long time and sulking for such a long time. In fact, she was just waiting for him to apologize, waiting for him to explain the reason to her.
Molly sniffed and looked at the man who was still in a deep sleep. She tapped his forehead lightly and said with a smile, "You, I really lost to you!"
After moving Allen to the sofa, Molly took a look at him and went back to the room to bring him a quilt. She carefully covered him with the quilt and pressed the corner of the quilt.
Molly was afraid that he would be thirsty after getting up in the middle of the night, so she poured him a glass of water and put it on the table beside him.
After that, she turned around and went back to her room.
But Molly didn't notice that when she turned around, the man who should have been asleep opened his eyes and looked at her back with a smile.
Allen was so sleepy that he couldn't see Molly at the corner of the stairs. He closed his eyes and fell asleep soon.
The second morning, after getting up, Molly seemed to have nothing to do last night. She ignored Allen and did her own thing.
But Molly didn't really ignore him completely. Sometimes she would answer his questions. Molly would also eat the breakfast he bought.
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