Ji Rou's face slowly turned to Yi Chengzhou. After blinking, Yi Chengzhou's quiet and handsome face became clear. Evil fire suddenly rushed all over his body, grabbed the magazine on the bedside table and threw it over.

Yi Chengzhou was quick-witted and raised his hand to catch it and came to his senses. His eyebrows and eyes were filled with anger: "Ji Rou, I forgot who I am when I was drunk?"

Ji Rou heard the low and cold male voice, her heart was filled with anger, and her hoarse throat burst into a low growl: "Yi Chengzhou, you bastard, I don't want to see you. I want to stay away from you. Get out of here!"

"This is my room, where will I get out?" Yi Chengzhou raised his lips in anger, and his heart was clear. The anger that had just risen was removed from most of the time.

"Get out..."

Ji Rou's expression on her face was sometimes angry, sometimes resentful, sometimes aggrieved, her delicate and pretty facial features were wrinkled, and she didn't bother to grab the things on the bedside table and smashed it on the ground.

Yi Chengzhou just looked at it and the more he smiled, and he didn't rush to stop it. Instead, he wanted to see what this woman who is usually timid and can bully everyone is like when she gets crazy.

Late at night, there was a sound of ping-pong in the room, and it was much clearer and abrupter through the door than during the day.

The servant was stunned by the passing by, but frowned. Everyone here knew Yicheng's unpredictable irritable temper. When he entered the house, his face made people retreat. It was normal to get angry and smash things.

Zhang Yalin came over and rolled her eyes and sneered in gloating: "Hurry up and let the young master open the door. The young lady is drunk and still inside. Don't have anything to do, otherwise it's hard to explain to the old master."

When she came in, she was frustrated and her chest was holding her breath. At this time, she was hoping how miserable Ji Rou would be beaten by Yi Chengzhou.

Hearing the knock on the door, Yi Chengzhou quickly pressed Ji Rou on the bed, picked up the pillow and covered her face and pressed it gently, and responded coldly: "The door is not locked, come in!"

Ji Rou wanted to go crazy with alcohol, but she was pressed by her powerful arms and could only make a vague sound through the pillow.

The servant came in carefully, but was scandaled by Yi Chengzhou's cold and fierce ostentatious ostentatiously, and hurriedly retreated to the door: "Young Master, Young Madam, Young Madam..."

Zhang Yalin raised her eyebrows, frowned and pretended to care, and sneered coldly: "Chengzhou, have you broken her face? Calm down, you can't give her a face too much..."

Yi Chengzhou snorted coldly and interrupted Zhang Yalin: "It's okay, she dares to go out for trouble with me on her back. I have to clean her well. I have a good attitude. Let's clean the room tomorrow morning!"

"Or why I'll tell the old man..." Zhang Yalin stared at Ji Rou with a gloomy face and couldn't hide the sinisterness in the corner of her eyes.

Finally, she got the chance to let out anger, but she could only test Yi Chengzhou's attitude first. She didn't want to be as miserable as Meng Nier if she was careless.

Yi Chengzhou narrowed his eyes indifferently, his curves were cold and sharp: "You don't need to talk too much about my business, and you are not qualified to do small moves. I don't want to repeat the previous words, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

"I know, I just talk casually, I'm for your own good..." Zhang Yalin quickly turned around and pulled the servant to relieve the embarrassment, "Remember no, don't gossip about the young master."

Yi Chengzhou turned his wheelchair to the door, kicked the door, and locked it, looking at the mess, then looked at Ji Rou, who was breathing heavily on the bed, and smiled while touching her nose.

Ji Rou almost held it over in one breath. She finally breathed and cursed to herself: "What is Yi Chengzhou? She is just a big bad guy, so bad!"

Yi Chengzhou was not angry at the woman's words, held her face and asked with interest: "Where is he broken?"

"That bastard knows to bully me, bully me in all kinds of ways!" Ji Rou opened Yi Chengzhou's hand, rolled on the bed, pounded the pillow, and started to whimper.

Yi Chengzhou's face was inevitably a little gloomy, and this woman was really heartless.

But as he was angry, Yi Chengzhou wiped his lips and smiled.

He was very happy to hear Ji Rou's various angers. She finally didn't look so timid in front of him.

Ji Rou's tears wet the pillow, and suddenly raised her head, and her dispersed pupils focused again. A handsome face with a sharp edge gradually expanded in her pupils and gradually became clear in her mind.

"Yi Chengzhou?" She muttered her name, and she flew under the bed, grabbed the collar of his shirt, raised her hand and slapped it in the face, "Yi Chengzhou, you bastard! I'm not easy to bully! I'm not the Yi family's dog!"

The force was soft, Yi Chengzhou felt his face touched by a warm little hand, and raised his wrist and pinched her wrist: "If you want to fight back, don't be so weak. Do it again and use force."

"Are you humiliating me?" Ji Rou bit her lip, tightening his collar, and enhancing her tone, "Wait for me, sooner or later, I will abuse you to a scum, and then burn it with torch to not leave any left!"

Yi Chengzhou was so amused that he could not help but laugh. His fingertips depicted her stubborn red lips, and his voice was raised: "Do you really dare?"

"Why don't I dare? I want to give it back twice as much!" Ji Rou gritted her teeth, her eyes became hazy again, and she pouted her mouth angrily, and she looked very cute when she was drunk and angry.

Yi Chengzhou looked at these bright eyes, and a hint of greed surged in his heart, feeling that this moment was infinitely beautiful.

Ji Rou's soft little hand hooked Yi Chengzhou's neck, shook his head and felt more and more charming. He couldn't help but close his eyes and pecked his sexy thin lips.

"So handsome, it's just a little cold. Don't be flirting with your face, give me a smile..."

Ji Rou's warm lips were still smelling of alcohol, but like soft feathers, it moved Yi Chengzhou's heart. His eyes were burning with desire, and he wanted to kiss her, punish her for being so unrestrained, and kissed until she begged for mercy.

"Okay, I'll not only smile!" Yi Chengzhou smiled jokingly with his lips raised, his arms bent, and he held her to his legs, imprisoned her skinny waist, feeling her weak struggle, his thin lips fell into her ears, and a hot breath came out.

"I'm angry, you asked for it."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Ji Rou drooped her head and did not move. Her beautiful lips opened and closed, making a gentle snoring. Her hair drooped covered half of her face, and half of her sleeping face was particularly quiet.

"Ji Rou, you really opened my eyes today." Yi Chengzhou was slightly confused and frowned with heartache. He couldn't bear to wake her up, so he had to give up his crazy idea.
Chapter completed!