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hurt drunk

Injured and drunk

Jieqing: Well, let me think about it, it won’t be my private matter, if that’s the case, I wouldn’t be willing to answer.

Heaven: You are very smart. I want to ask, if there are a few men who ask you to choose, you will choose to love you, or you love, or be the best, but he has other women in his heart.

Avoid love: A very good question. If it were me, I would choose what I love. If there is no love, then nothing makes sense.

Heaven: I understand, how should I choose. Thank you for your answer. Whether it is your sincere answer or not.

His avatar suddenly became dark, and she shook her head. It was such a strange man. His problems made her even more annoyed. She could guide others, but she herself. Alas, when she heard Zheng Xiaoling talk about Zheng Xiaolang's engagement just now, she was so irritable that she wanted to find someone to vent her dissatisfaction.

Just as he was worried, the phone kept ringing. "Hey, why did the stupid girl answer the phone? Do you have anything to get angry? Just fire at me and I will be your trash can." Long Tengxiao's voice was full of jokes, as if he was making her happy.

For some reason, the anger just now was full of energy, and it disappeared immediately by his words. She could feel his kindness. This man always looked frivolous on the surface, but in fact he was very careful and caring. He never deliberately made things difficult for her, and seemed to understand her troubles better.

"Silly girl, how are your brother doing? The blood is stopped. I didn't intend to fight with him." Long Tengxiao seemed to feel a little aggrieved.

"Then you obviously fight with him even when you see him injured. Isn't it harmful?" Thinking of the injury on Cheng Mingxi's arm, Qingyi's anger somehow got up. He calmed down just now, but now he has been tuned out again.

"Haha, silly girl, finally got angry." It turned out that he was deliberately trying to make her angry. Qingyi looked at her phone and was really stupid. This guy was fine, so he was using her for fun.

"Qingyi, what's wrong? It seems to be losing your temper." Zheng Xiaoling had just taken a shower, and a faint smell of ocean was rushing straight into his nose, which was very refreshing and comfortable. There seemed to be water droplets on his hair, and a pure white bathrobe. The whole person seemed to be full of charm.

Qingyi looked at him uneasyly. He really shouldn't have appeared in her room like this. Although the servant has already gone to the back to rest, the lonely man and the widow always make people have no reverie.

"Why don't you welcome me in? I just want to show you this and let you refer to it for more. Maybe this competition, your true strength will make everyone look at it with admiration. He took out a few hardcover magazines from behind and hesitated to hand them to her.

Qingyi was delighted when she saw the magazine in his hand. "Thank you." She stretched out her hand.

Looking at her faint and tired smile, he suddenly became rapid and took a few deep breaths to recall Li Zhi. His long fingers gently stroked her palm and touched her weak and boneless little hand. The smooth touch made his breath even more burning, and his whole body felt uncomfortable. An inexplicable desire spread from his lower abdomen to his whole body.

"What's wrong? Xiaoling, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Seeing his red face, she was surprised. She was fine just now, but now she suddenly became hot, did she have a fever?

Without much scruple, she put down the magazine and stroked her hand on his forehead. "No, don't touch me." He pushed her away and rushed out of her room. She looked at his back in confusion. It was really strange today. What happened to him? How could he blush like this?

Zheng Xiaoling ran back to his room, changed his clothes quickly, called his friend Li Zidan, drove the car and rushed out. Li Zidan was a typical playboy, and there were countless women outside him. Because of his eldest brother Zheng Xiaolang, he mingled with him.

"Why, the second son of the Zheng family, it seems that there are troublesome things today. I have told you a long time ago that as long as a woman has contact with you, she will listen to you in the future. She wants to be a saint and want her. Do you think you are the love saint?" Li Zidan is the owner of this bar. It was because he and Zheng Xiaoling once got drunk in his bar that he met.

"You don't know how to love, I love her, I don't want to hurt her, what do you know, what do you know? Love is sacred, not people like you can understand." He suddenly fucked wine as soon as he arrived at the bar, and was already confused at this moment.

"I don't understand love, but I know you need a woman now." He hugged him into his lounge.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Qingyi had just taken a shower and was about to go to bed. She had not had a good rest from the moment she got off the plane today and now she urgently needed sleep.

The phone ringing kept ringing in the living room. She was too lazy to move her body and wanted to continue sleeping. But the phone rang.

"Are you Miss Wen? Please come to the Red Top Bar." Qingyi glanced at the number. It was Zheng Xiaoling's. Did he go out? At around 8 o'clock, she heard the sound of the car engine. She put on her clothes and knocked at his door for a long time, but no one responded. She knew that the man was right just now. When she thought of Zheng Xiaoling's drunken embarrassment, she sighed.

I quickly went back to my room to change my clothes, took the car keys, and prepared to go out.

"Haha, it's so late, where is my child's mother going to have a date?" Zheng Xiaolang's sarcastic voice rang on the sofa in the living room. It scared Qingyi. I don't know when he would come back, and sat in the shadows in a terrifying way.

"You can't speak well, do you have to be sarcastic? Your brother is drunk in the Red Top Bar, I'll pick him up." Seeing him sitting in the shadows on the sofa, Qingyi couldn't see his face, and didn't know what he was thinking. Now she wanted to take the drunk Zheng Xiaoling back early and have a good sleep. She was so tired that if she continued like this, she was really afraid that she would die of overwork.

"Haha, even sarcastic and sarcastic, what other good things do you have to say to you and me. Do you care so much about Xiaoling? If you really care about him, why don't you agree to marry him? As long as you agree to marry him, I can guarantee that he will never step into the bar again from now on."

Qingyi listened to him in shock. He had come to her at some point and glared at her reaction. The atmosphere between the two suddenly changed drastically, and the atmosphere seemed stiff and angry burned between them.

"You bastard, Zheng Xiaolang, don't think of everyone as dirty as you." She was completely disappointed. This man was simply a bastard when he got home. He actually said such irrational words.

"Dirty. What about you? Tell me what about you? Are you clean? Can you guarantee that you are clean? Tell me." Suddenly he stretched out his hand, pinched her jaw tightly, and roared at her.

Looking at the eyes that were burning red from the rage in his eyes, she pushed his hand out of control. Because of the pain on her chin, she tightened her eyebrows.

"Don't expect to leave me. Even if Wen Qingyi doesn't want you, you can't even fall into the arms of other men. I am a businessman, a profit-oriented businessman, and the true nature of a businessman is his own thing, never give up easily." His eyes were very ferocious, and his handsome face leaned close to Qingyi, and his voice was extremely low and threatened.

"You are a madman, an unreasonable madman." Qingyi bit her lip and met his eyes fiercely.

"Then I'm even more crazy today, how about it?" Suddenly he used force and pulled Qingyi into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her lips hard. The tip of his tongue was picking her fragrance and savoring her sweetness.

"Bastard." Qingyi suddenly stepped on him, pushed him away with force, reached out and slapped him hard.

Listening to the crisp and loud slap, she looked at her hand in disbelief, while he looked at her coldly. Nothing was visible in her eyes.

"I'll pick up Xiaoling back." She ran out of the living room with her bag and ran away. He was so weird tonight that he slapped him but didn't fight back. But his eyes were so cold, as cold as ice.

He drove all the way to the Red Top Bar according to the address that the person told her. "I'll look for Li Zidan." She said the man's name.

"Follow me, in my lounge." A feminine man came over. Seeing her picky eyes, he looked up and down. "It's not so good? I thought the beauty that was fascinating in the country made Xiaoling fascinated."

"Hey, what's your attitude?" Qingyi followed him and muttered unconvincedly.

"You are not worthy of Xiaoling." The man probably heard it, and a contemptuous expression appeared on his feminine face that was more beautiful than a woman.

She was so angry and funny. This man had something wrong with it! What is worthy of being worthy? She and Xiaoling were not the kind of relationship he thought.

"Qingyi, Qingyi." Opening the door, Zheng Xiaoling lay on his side on the sofa in the lounge, vomiting a mess on the ground. He was still shouting her name in a vague way.

"I can't drink and I have to force myself to drink. I've never seen someone like you." Qingyi bent down and put his arm on her shoulder. Maybe the difference between men and women was too big, and she couldn't pull him.

"Hey, are you Xiaoling's friend? Can you help me help me to help me help him into my car." Qingyi looked at the man in front of her who held her arms and watched the show.

"You woman, I'll help you." He bent down and pulled his arm on him.
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