Lu Shizhi's smile stiffened on his face: "This doesn't belong to the scope of slapping the face, right? ”

Ling Bei sneered: "Yes, this is not a slap in the face, after all, this is the Waterloo that you have never stopped in your previous twenty-six years of life." ”

"Oh, whose first love only lasted one? No, to be more precise, it should be from half past twelve at noon to seven at night, six and a half o'clock. Lu Shizhi immediately counterattacked, "It may be shorter than six and a half hours, after all, when you called her at seven o'clock, you had already been dragged into the blacklist." When was this dragged in?"

The two were supposed to sit in their offices, reviewing documents involving thousands of employees or reviewing contracts that ordinary people could never imagine, but now they were engaged in a childish verbal quarrel.

The two of them didn't blink, just stared at each other on the screen until their eyes began to be sour

"Goodbye!"

"Farewell!"

This is the end of the video call.

Lu Shizhi closed his laptop and visually inspected the length of the sofa.

Looks like I'll have to sleep on the couch today.

Lu Shizhi got up, opened the door lightly, walked into the bedroom, and took a spare quilt from the wardrobe.

walked to the side of the bed again, pinched the corner of the quilt for Ling Ran, looked at her sleeping appearance, leaned over, and kissed her on the forehead: "Good night, good dreams." ”

The dimly lit room was quiet, the curtains didn't seem to be enough to block the light, and the sunlight from outside was letting in a little bit, which was the only light source in the room.

The bed was bulging, and it was impossible to see the face, only a long black hair scattered outside.

After the light was brighter a little more, there was finally movement in the room.

A pair of white arms stretched out from the quilt, lifted the quilt, sat up all at once, and

"It hurts so much!" Ling Ran pressed his temples, and his whole face wrinkled into a bitter gourd face.

It's better to touch less of wine.

The sequelae of drinking too much talk are too serious.

Ling Ran knocked his head a few times, barely sobering up a little.

It's just that...... This isn't her room, is it?

Industrial style bedroom ...... She's obviously a log wind, huh?

And this dark blue quilt...... Her quilt is obviously white, with a fancy English on it.

Wait! My head hurts again.

She will definitely not get drunk in the future!

Drunk?

A long period of memory swept over me.

Ling Ran's complexion began to dye from the original pale, and a spoonful of red was added first, and the overall tone was pink.

Feeling that it was not enough, I poured a cup of red and poured another bottle. TV updates the fastest //

I still felt almost, and poured a bucket of red directly into it.

Now, the red one can almost drip down.

Ling Ran fell back on the bed, this time the quilt even covered his head, and his whole body curled up under the quilt.

She couldn't figure out why she was drunk!

Still stripped naked?

She just wanted to beat herself to death now.

Either go back in time and go back to last night's dinner, at that time she will definitely listen to the persuasion of Lantern Festival and just have one drink!

But...... It's too late!

Who's going to take her away!

When Lu Shizhi opened the door and came in, all he saw was a large quilt bag on the bed and constant wailing.

"My head hurts, doesn't it?" Lu Shizhi sat down on the edge of the bed, trying to pull the quilt open, but found that the quilt was clenched tightly.

This is...... Sober?

Lu Shizhi showed a hint of playfulness: "I'll go get you something, and if it's uncomfortable, I'll rest for a while." ”

When he was done, he got up and walked to the door.

Ling Ran nestled in the quilt and heard the obvious sound of footsteps, followed by the sound of doors opening and closing.