Why hasn't it been reactive...... Tong Ran's heart was horizontal, so he simply reached out and pressed the center of the pillow hard!

Make you drunk like this!

Jun's face was close to the pillow, Mo Nanjue only felt that his breathing was blocked instantly, the man was drunk and hazy, his good-looking eyebrows were wrinkled, and his slender hand suddenly raised and directly waved the pillow on his face!

At the moment when he waved away the pillow, Tong Ran took the opportunity to turn over and instantly pulled out of the quilt wrapped in a ball!

The man lay on his side on the carpet, he tilted his head sideways, pursed his thin lips, but did not wake up.

"Hoo ......"

Tong Ran patted her chest and hurriedly threw the pillow in her hand aside, she walked over and touched the man lying on the ground with the instep of her foot, and found that he did not respond, so she breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to get the contract with confidence.

But as soon as she turned around, her ankles were violently grabbed and dragged back, her feet slipped, her body shook unsteadily, and the whole person fell to the ground!

"Ahh

Depend on!

The moment he fell, Tong Ran couldn't help but wail, why did this man get drunk and still have so much strength?

Is he really drunk or fake?!

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It wasn't until the next morning that Tong Ran dared to be sure that Mo Nanjue was indeed really drunk last night.

Because he never woke up.

In the early morning, Tong Ran finally broke free from the clutches of the devil, and she was full of alcohol, she had no choice but to take Mo Nanjue's shirt and trousers on her body, and turned over from the balcony again.

Before leaving, do not forget to put the man's handprint on the last page of the contract.

Yin Ni had already been knocked over by last night's drunkenness, and Tong Ran couldn't care about it, so he simply bit his finger and smeared the blood on the man's thumb, so he pressed a handprint.

That's what she's here for.

Now that the goal has been achieved, she can't laugh.

Tong Ran wrapped his suit tightly and walked to the bed, the man was still asleep, obviously not sobering up yet, and the broken light of the early morning sprinkled in, which made his handsome face perfect and exquisite.

But Tong Ran had no intention of appreciating it, she frowned, thinking that he had given herself ...... last night A burst of anger and discomfort welled up in her heart, her small hand clenched tightly, and then leaned down slightly, raised her hand and slapped him twice on his handsome face!

Syllable!

Tell you to bully me!

Syllable!

Call you not human!

……

When he walked out of the Emgrand Dragon Garden, Tong Ran glanced back from afar.

The eyes were hazy, as if what happened last night was just a dream, but the double discomfort in her body and heart was telling her that everything was real.

She is no longer the same person she was when she climbed into the Imperial Dragon Garden......

When he turned around again, a cold wind hit, and Tong Ran couldn't help but speed up his pace, and his slipper-wearing foot stomped on the ground a few times!

Let the man take advantage of it for nothing......

I knew that she should have slapped him a few more times last night!

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It was a terrible day.

Especially for Steward Zhou of Emgrand Dragon Garden.

For the first time, in front of the coffee table in the living room on the first floor, he was a little unsteady.

Monanjue's slender legs are folded, and the whole person is comfortably nested in the back of the leather chair, holding a white porcelain coffee cup in one hand and gently tapping on the edge of the table with the other, which is very comfortable.

But Junjun's face was covered with haze and ...... Slap prints.

Four red slap prints, impartial and of a good size...... Imprinted on the handsome side face of the man, one left and one right.