They may ...... I've been married for a long time!

"Heh......" Beichen Shixi's low laughter came from the phone: "Please, I'll teach you a trick!" Definitely let her marry you right away! "He knows a lot more about dealing with women than this stinky boy, you must know that he spent a lot of effort in order to chase Ning Ziqi!

"No, I can do it myself!" Beichen Shaoting said unhappily, his own woman, he can handle it himself!

"Hard-mouthed? Don't cry and beg me in the future! Beichen Shixi snorted coldly. ‖……？!

"Ahem......" At this time, Mo Qianqian, who was resting on the bed, turned over and coughed a few times.

"Don't worry, there won't be such a thing. It's late, I'm going to rest, hang up. Beichen Shaoting glanced at Mo Qianqian's side, then said disdainfully, and then hung up the phone.

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In the morning, the wounds on Mo Qianqian's face began to itch a little.

She frowned, and subconsciously reached into her face to scratch ...... But before her hand touched her face, her wrist was vigorously held by the other hand.

Mo shallow paused, and then opened his eyes in astonishment.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Beichen Shaoting, who was wearing a white shirt, sitting next to the bed and looking at him, one of his hands holding her wrist.

"Don't scratch, the wound will be inflamed!" Seeing her wake up, Beichen Shaoting let go of her hand and said warningly.

Hearing this, Mo Qianqian suddenly remembered that her face was injured......

What happened last night came to my mind like a spring.

She had a fight with Milouel last night...... It turned out that it was all true, and she thought it was a dream.

No wonder, her face itches all the time...... Aches......

Mo Qianqian suddenly felt a little headache......

Every time she drank alcohol, her head would hurt terribly......

She propped herself up and sat up slowly, trying to reach out and rub her aching head.

The quilt on his body slipped down the moment Mo Qianqian got up......

A cool feeling on the chest......

Beichen Shaoting's gaze instantly became hot as he looked at Mo Qianqian.

Mo Qianqian froze...... first looked at Beichen Shaoting in surprise, and then lowered his head suddenly......

She didn't wear anything on her body!

She picked up the quilt in a panic and slammed her upper body to cover it.

"You ...... last night," she gritted her teeth, her face flushed......

She was drunk last night and doesn't remember many things, but the only thing that is certain is that Beichen Shaoting, a bad man, must have bullied her last night.

"Last night...... You are very welcoming! Beichen Shaoting suddenly hooked his lips, leaned over, and whispered in her ear.

His warm breath sprayed on the softest place on the back of Mo Qian's ear, making her body tremble......

Enthusiastic...... Was she last night?

That unbearable picture, Mo Qianqian is a little unimaginable.

"I ...... I'm drinking......" she bit her lip, her voice as low as a mosquito......

At this time, Mo Qianqian's heart regretted that she shouldn't have drunk last night......

"Yes, but I like it very much......" The smile on Beichen Shaoting's lips became more and more ambiguous, and his lips gently touched her earlobe...... Mo Qian's body trembled unconsciously.

Mo Qian's head was lowered...... She bit her lip with a look of remorse.

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