297 husband I want to sleep

Tang Shengyu's punch was far less lethal than Leng Shaofeng, Leng Shaofeng didn't even feel pain at this time, but Tang Shengyu's words were like a slap in Leng Shaofeng's heart, and he was torn alive. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He would even put the cause of this on his head?

Even if it was because of him, Su Zimo was sad and sad, but he, Tang Shengyu, should not take advantage of the danger of others to ruin Su Zimo's innocence like this.

How dare you give him the opportunity to boldly show off his chances?

"You know you're taking advantage of others? Knowing that she was in a bad mood and still hurt her so much? ā€

Leng Shaofeng punched him even more ruthlessly, Tang Shengyu was already standing unsteadily and leaning on the table, and blood was dripping on the table drop by drop......

"It's noisy...... Don't let the old lady sleep??? ā€

Su Zimo sat up abruptly and yelled, causing both men to bounce out of the smoke of anger at once.

Leng Shaofeng turned around and rushed to the side of the bed, but Su Zimo had already fallen on his back.

"Su Zimo, wake up, Su Zimo ......"

Leng Shaofeng's palm slapped on her little face that was a little painful, the movement was not gentle, the little face was directly slapped with a crisp sound, and the voice of its mouth was very low.

Su Zimo was slapped and screamed by Leng Shaofeng, her little face was distorted and more painful, and she writhed and moaned: "It's noisy, my husband I want to sleep......"

Leng Shaofeng looked at Su Zimo as if he was coquettish with his eyes closed, and his heart, which was still burning with anger just now, seemed to be touched by her "husband" all of a sudden, and suddenly softened.

"Okay, let's go home."

Leng Shaofeng's face also stretched a lot.

took Su Zimo's windbreaker on the hanger and wrapped it directly around her, so he directly hugged her barefoot in his arms and left......

Only Tang Shengyu was left alone in the room where there was still the smell of Su Zimo, and he couldn't tell what it was like with mixed feelings......

Leng Shaofeng directly hugged Su Zimo into the car, and kept holding her, feeling her real dependence on him.

At this time, Ji Mingxuan had already arrived at Leng Shaofeng's order, looking at Su Zimo sleeping peacefully in Leng Shaofeng's arms, he also smelled the obvious smell of wine, and he was surprised, as if he had guessed what was going on, it seemed that Su Zimo had indeed drunk too much this time, as if he was unconscious.

Without waiting for Ji Mingxuan to speak, Leng Shaofeng directly ordered: "Go and check for me, all of Su Zimo's whereabouts last night, as well as this hotel, I will send you some messages in a while, and you will check them all for me." He had to know who was spying on Su Zimo, whether he was here purely for money or for another purpose, whether it was at him Leng Shaofeng or at Su Zimo? What about the hotel's surveillance, he must know it all.

Without waiting for Ji Mingxuan to reply, Leng Shaofeng turned his head and instructed the driver: "Go to Jasmine Manor......"

They also need to calm down with each other.........

……

When Su Zimo woke up, it was already the night of February 15th.

She seemed to be struggling out of pain, with pain all over her body, a dry mouth, a burning throat, and a splitting headache.

Rubbing his brows and rubbing his temples, it took a long time to open his eyes.

She didn't know where she was for a while, and it wasn't until the servant of Jasmine Manor, who had been guarding her bedside, talked to her that she was surprised to find out how she was in Jasmine Manor.

Didn't she ask Tang Shengyu to drink together?