Yang Ye took the room card and took the elevator to the twelfth floor of the hotel.

Qin Zhenghuang's room is in 1216.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw a bewitching and beautiful woman walking out of that room, holding her mobile phone and talking loudly as she walked.

"I didn't react when I provoked so much, it's definitely not good!"

Yang Ye had a moment of doubt, how could a woman come out of his room?

I couldn't help but stop and look at the woman twice.

I saw that the man was scantily dressed, wearing heavy makeup, and stomping his feet angrily as he spoke.

Yang Ye frowned, and his eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness.

Someone actually slandered his man like this! Yang Ye felt a little unhappy in his heart.

With her head held high and her eyes raised, she walked over to the woman.

"Mr. Zhang, that person is drunk and unconscious, and he can't make it. The woman shouted at the person on the phone, looking a little disdainful.

"What? you made me strip naked and lay next to him?" the man on the other end seemed to give her another idea. There was an eerie smile on the woman's face.

After finishing speaking, he continued to mutter, "That person seems to be drunk but not drunk, he can't get close, and eighty percent can't!"

Yang Ye heard her say these two words, and she was a little breathless, walked to her side, and stopped.

The woman looked at Yang Ye in front of her in astonishment, hung up the phone, and her eyes became suspicious.

Yang Ye smiled sweetly, and the corners of his lips curled with a hint of charm, "The person you said no, is my husband, and he is Hachijiro." It's just that he's very picky, and a person like you can't get into his eyes. But you don't denigrate him. ”

Then, under the woman's embarrassed and bewildered gaze, she smiled seductively and walked towards room 1216.

Swipe the door open with your key card and walk in.

The room was filled with the smell of alcohol, and Yang Ye stretched out his little hand and fanned it in front of his nose a few times before his sense of smell adjusted to the smell of the room.

Qin Zhenghuang was lying on his side on the bed, and the suit on his body was not messy at all.

Yang Ye raised his eyebrows, even if a man was drunk, he was so elegant and quiet.

With a smile on his lips, he walked to the bed and reached out to loosen his tie.

Lying on the bed with a tie is so uncomfortable.

The hand had just reached in front of his neck, not wanting to be waved away by him, and a low roar followed.

Yang Ye's hand stopped in mid-air, and he smiled helplessly, he was so drunk and had such a defensive heart, it was really unprecedented.

Thinking of the woman's anger just now, Yang Ye's face showed a touch of weirdness.

"Mr. Qin, if you want to roll, you have to roll with you! Otherwise, you stand up, don't get drunk and stand on the bed like this, so that others have a covetous heart, like you, who looks like Pan An, like a flower and jade, how many women are waiting in line to climb into your bed." ”

The more Yang Ye spoke, the more annoyed she became, in fact, she was just distressed when she looked at him.

Maybe it was because he had just vomited wine, Qin Zhenghuang's face was pale, and his hands had been covering his chest, and his uncomfortable appearance made Yang Ye's heart hurt.

Qin Zhenghuang was drunk and hazy, as if he heard Yang Ye's voice, and no longer resisted so violently.

Yang Ye knelt down in front of him, pulled him up with difficulty, took off his suit jacket for him, and then took off his shoes again, making him lie down more comfortably.

After doing this, she remembered the sobering medicine ordered by her assistant, and quickly went down and took it out of her bag, brewed a cup, and sat down in front of him, "Drink a little, it will be more comfortable." ”

Qin Zhenghuang opened his eyes, and Yang Ye saw that his eyes were full of red bloodshots, still gentle and profound.

Qin Zhenghuang took a small sip, as if he was trying the taste, and then picked up the cup and drank it himself.

After drinking, Yang Ye poured him another glass of water and asked him to rinse his mouth, and then he lay down again.

He lay comfortably on his body, and for a while he was still uncomfortable, retching from time to time.

As a result, Yang Ye's heart was even more painful, and involuntarily, she didn't want Qin Zhenghuang to suffer.

"How can you drink so much wine? Yang Ye said half-commandingly, half-disgustedly.

"Back to the villa. Qin Zhenghuang struggled to turn over, tried to sit up, and said in a deep voice.

The big cold palm clenched the small hand.

Yang Ye didn't understand why he had to go back to the villa, how could he move him like this.

"Sleep well, wake up less uncomfortable, don't worry, I'm here with you. Her voice was soft and soft, and Wu Nong's soft words were so soft that she almost melted her heart.

She put her hand on his head and gently massaged the top of his head, "Does it have a headache?

Qin Zhenghuang looked at her with burning eyes and nodded.

"Yang Ye!" Qin Zhenghuang's eyes flickered, and he shouted in a daze, his voice was low, as if there was some kind of emotion brewing.

Yang Ye pushed him defensively, and smiled coquettishly, "Mr. Qin, don't call me that all the time, okay? I won't be able to control it, in case I get drunk and force you, you say you are, where can I reason?"

After saying that, she was busy covering him with a quilt and massaging him......

Suddenly, she couldn't hear Qin Zhenghuang's voice, turned her head, but met a pair of burning eyes.

"You, what do you want to do?" Yang Ye hurriedly dodged, then remembered something, raised her eyes suddenly, but saw a little lipstick mark on the neckline of Qin Zhenghuang's shirt, and she smiled.

I couldn't help but make up for the arrogant pictures just now, thinking about the woman's angry expression, and a touch of pride rippled in my heart.

"Mr. Qin, that woman just now said you can't do it......"

She looked at him with a smile on her face, and there was a hint of amusement in her eyes.

The corners of Qin Zhenghuang's lips were a little meaningless, and his deep eyes stared at her.

When the eyes met, Yang Ye suddenly regretted what she said just now, she shook her head hurriedly and waved her hand at him, "No, these words were said by that woman, not me......"

But before she finished speaking, she was vigorously pulled over, and her red lips were tightly grasped by his warm lips, and she couldn't make a sound.

"Can I do it, can you help her try it?" Qin Zhenghuang tasted her aroma for a while before slowly letting go of her.

Qin Zhenghuang had an evil smile on his face, and the effect of alcohol had already made him unable to suppress the impulse in his heart.

"Why did you just say you wanted to go back to the villa?" Yang Ye propped up his arms to guard against his attack.

"I want you to go back to the villa!" Qin Zhenghuang's smile was even more evil, and his body pressed her tightly, preventing her from moving in the slightest.

Yang Ye stretched out his hand, pointed to the mark on his neckline, and narrowed his eyes ambiguously, "...... here"

Qin Zhenghuang lowered his head, his ink eyes narrowed, he took the sobering pill, he was already much better, knowing that the marks of other women on his body stimulated Yang Ye, he sat up, "I'll take a bath." ”

Qin Zhenghuang, who stood up, did not have the slightest embarrassment on his body, and in Yang Ye's opinion, he added a few different kinds of lazy sexiness.

Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, the corners of Yang Ye's mouth hooked up a touch of pride.