"Xinlan!"

Cheng Zhiming held Mu Xinlan in his arms from behind, put his lips on her ears, and said seriously, "Believe me, it is impossible for Pan Shuyi and I to remarry! We have different values ​​and we cannot live together again! As for agnel, I believe that after we get married, you can also give her the love of her mother, right?"

Mu Xinlan turned to look at him, "iran, you don't need to comfort me. I voluntarily last night. You don't need to feel sorry for me, but make a choice that goes against your own wishes!"

"Silly girl, you did it voluntarily last night!"

Cheng Zhiming looked at Mu Xinlan and smiled and said, "Do you really have no impression of it?"

Mu Xinlan shook her head and replied, "I must have died of drunk yesterday, so I didn't feel anything!"

"You came back yesterday and hugged me and asked for a kiss. I wanted to reject you, but you were very proactive. You also know that I like you. A woman you like took the initiative. Of course I can't control it anymore!"

Cheng Zhiming's words made Mu Xinlan feel that she was shameless to meet others, "Am I really take the initiative? Oh, it's so shameful! I will never drink so much wine again in the future!"

"Yes, very proactive! I spitted all over me on my own. I just washed the filth and washed it for the middle of the night!"

Cheng Zhiming raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Xinlan, "You are slept to death, and I am tired for the middle of the night. Where can I still have the energy to touch you? So nothing happened between us!"

His words made Mu Xinlan feel a little disbelief, "Then why would I sleep in your bed? I'm still wearing a bathrobe?"

"Please, you vomited all over. I won't rinse it for you? You can't let you get stuck all night and get up this morning, right? Then you're not so stinky? And you're spitting out the bed sheets and quilt covers in your room. Even if I cleaned it up, it's still sour and smelly. How do you sleep?"

Cheng Zhiming looked at Mu Xinlan with a funny look, "The most important thing is that you pester me like an octopus, so I had to carry you to my room!"

Cheng Zhiming held Mu Xinlan a little tightly and joked, "Don't worry, even if I really want to touch you, I want to touch a drunken drunken person who was so drunk that he fell asleep when you were awake. What's the point of feeling?"

His words made Mu Xinlan feel a sweet feeling in her heart. Nothing happened to them last night. She couldn't tell whether she was disappointed or relieved.

"If you want me to touch you now, I'm very happy!"

Cheng Zhiming deliberately leaned over her earlobe and bit her little bit. She subconsciously pushed him away, jumped out of the bed, and turned to look at him.

Thinking that he took a shower for him last night, her face turned red immediately. Fortunately, she was so drunk that she would have been so embarrassed that she would have been so embarrassed.

Pan Shuyi's affairs have not been resolved yet. She doesn't want to let herself be in this chaos anymore. It's better that they haven't had a relationship, she thinks she can escape cruelly in the end.

"I'm back to my room!"

Mu Xinlan threw a word and ran out of the room.

"Xinlan, don't worry, I will not let you down! Pan Shuyi is a past tense, and I can't remarry her again!"

Cheng Zhiming blurted out as Mu Xinlan's back. When she heard it, bit her lip, she entered her room with a little joy.

His words were like giving her a heart-boosting injection, which made her feel anxious and panicked instantly calm.
Chapter completed!