Seeing this, Ning Ziqi announced the end of the game. 〔.? #

Seeing that the three of them were drunk, Ning Ziqi had no choice but to order the bodyguards to send the three 'drunks' back to the room.

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Inside the matrimonial room.

Mo Qianqian sat on the bed for a long time, and did not wait for Beichen Shaoting to come back.

She moved a little tiredly, the gravity on her head had already crushed her neck, and not only that, but her stomach was also a little hungry.

She gritted her teeth and began to remove the gold ornaments from her head by hand.

Because there is no mirror, Mo Qianqian can only take off the things on her head by feeling, and as a result, her hairstyle is also messed up a bit.

The heavy gold ornaments on his head were taken off, and Mo Qian's head instantly relaxed a lot.

She threw all the gold ornaments on the table, messed up her hairstyle, and twisted her neck in relief.

Because he was hungry, Mo Qianqian picked up an apple on the table and gnawed it slowly.

Halfway through the apple, the door suddenly opened.

She paused, and hurriedly returned to the bed and sat down.

Two bodyguards walked in with Beichen Shaoting.

Mo Qian was startled, and quickly put down the apple and stood up.

"What's going on?"

"Young grandma, the young master is drunk, and Madame asked us to send him back." The bodyguard answered honestly.

As he spoke, the two bodyguards put Beichen Shaoting on the big bed, then turned around and left, closing the door.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Mo Qianqian turned around, hurriedly walked to the bedside, and looked at Beichen Shaoting with a slightly red face with some worry.

He lay there, his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

How much alcohol did he drink?

Thinking about it, Mo Qian pursed his lips and stretched out his hand, ready to feel the temperature on his face, but Beichen Shaoting suddenly opened his eyes.

Mo Qianqian was taken aback, and when she was about to dodge, Beichen Shaoting suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Running from what?" He frowned and asked.

"Aren't you drunk?" Mo Qianqian looked at him suspiciously.

At this time, Beichen Shaoting, the whole person looked quite normal, and he was not drunk when he spoke.

"That's a lie to them." Beichen Shaoting got up and sat down, and then replied.

If he hadn't pretended to be drunk, those old guys wouldn't have let him go back at all!

But Mo Qianqian didn't seem to understand why he was pretending to be drunk.

Beichen Shaoting also wanted to explain more, so he directly reached out and grabbed her into his arms, and then turned over and pressed her under him.

Mo was stunned for a moment, and then ......

He lowered his head, and his lips came up.

Mo Qianqian kissed him cooperatively, reached out to hug his neck, then took off the hat on his head, and threw him out of bed at will!

Beichen Shaoting's hand rubbed on her body, but he didn't find the key to undressing.

He let go of Mo Qianqian with some annoyance, and then looked at her clothes.

"What kind of rags!" It's so hard to solve, and there are several layers!

Ancient people liked to wear such a complicated outfit?

Seeing that he was angry, Mo Qianqian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Beichen Shaoting used to untie her clothes, and they were very fast...... Violent!

It was the first time she had seen him angry because he couldn't untie his clothes!

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Seeing Mo Qian laughing at himself, the expression on Beichen Shaoting's face was even more unhappy!

"Mo Qianqian, are you embarrassed to laugh?!"

Who has to be coquettish in front of him, and has to choose such a complicated and troublesome costume wedding!