Yan Ziqing took out her business card and stuffed it to the female colleague and said, "If something happens to her, you can take this to the police!"

With that, he picked up Anno and strode away.

"Hey!" the female colleague was a little scared and hurriedly looked at the business card. God, yes...... It's actually Yan Sanshao, the son of a famous family in City A?

No wonder! So outstanding, so familiar, the man of the year in the magazine!

Suddenly, she lamented, it wasn't her who was drunk here for Mao!

Dr. An, you can definitely buy **, the female colleague looked at the front of the figure without a figure like a nymph.

……

Yan Ziqing actually came down from the wine bureau, so he didn't drive.

The driver, who had been waiting outside the bar door, saw him come out with a woman in his arms, and quickly stepped forward to open the car door for him.

The night was dark, and the champagne-coloured Rolls-Royce was quickly drowned in the silent evening breeze.

"It's so uncomfortable! Stuffy ......" Anno writhed in Yan Ziqing's arms, grabbing the neckline of her skirt with her hands.

Yan Ziqing opened the car window, and the cool natural wind was blowing outside the window, and Anno took a deep breath. The misty eyes were half-open, just in time to see the man's tight jaw.

"Drink more, it's hard for you to die!" The man was distressed and angry. How dare you come to a nightclub?

If he hadn't gotten out of the drinking game and got information, this woman would have been skinned alive and swallowed when she met a bad-hearted **.

The more I think about it, the more angry I get!

By the time he looked down at her, she had squinted and fell asleep against his chest.

When she arrived downstairs at Anno's house, Yan Ziqing got out of the car with her in her arms.

"Sanshao, will you go back tonight?" the driver asked politely.

"Don't go back, let's go!"

"Yes!

……

Taking the elevator upstairs and entering the house, Yan Ziqing carefully put Anno on the bed. Probably a change of posture, Anno was a little dissatisfied, and opened his eyes to look at him again.

"Still uncomfortable?" Yan Ziqing touched her pointed chin lovingly.

"I want to drink water!" Anno put the back of her hand on her forehead and whispered uncomfortably, "Well, why is your head so heavy?"

"Just get some sleep!"

Taking water out of the kitchen, Yan Ziqing picked her up and put the water glass to her lips: "Honey water, hangover cure!"

The sweet water slowly slid down, moistening Anno's throat and already empty stomach.

"Have you vomited?" he asked, seeing that she had obediently drunk all the honey water.

"Hmm!" she snuggled into his arms, uncomfortably tight.

"What about you...... Sleep, I'll see what's to eat, I'll wake you up when it's done, how can you sleep on an empty stomach!"

"Forget it, I'll sleep ......" Anno slipped from the crook of his arm onto the pillow, "When you leave, lock the door......"

The swallow's eyes sank, and there was a deep coolness in his heart.

……

"Bang Dang"

The sound of metal hitting the ground was especially harsh in the silence of the night.

Anno who was lying on the bed was awakened, subconsciously propping up her soft body, the lights in the room were dim, and only the direction of the kitchen was brightly lit.

She rubbed her swollen and aching temples, vaguely remembered something, lifted the sheet and got out of bed.

The mess in the kitchen startled her, pots, bowls, and ingredients filled the stove, and on the floor, a black pot was clasped back, and steaming and painful porridge was splashed everywhere.

(l~1`x*>+``+