Chapter 35 is full of drunkenness

“…… Wine...... Where is the wine...... I'm not drunk..... I'm going to pay homage again...... You have a ......"

Yi Ruofei unconsciously moved in Liu Buli's arms/embrace/. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Liu Buli/horizontally/hugged/her soft, slender but somewhat stubborn/body/body, and walked directly to the guest room closest to his bedroom on the second floor.

Opening the door, Liu Buli carried her to the double/bed/side, bent down, and laid her flat on the bed.

"I can't see your thin body, and your strength is not small!"

Liu Buli stood up straight and breathed slightly. When his eyes moved down, he saw that Yi Ruofei's knee-length skirt with a straight neck and a short skirt lying flat on the bed was a little messy at this time, revealing a figure that made people blood/veins/spray/zhang/......

Liu Buli was dry/hot for a while, and raw/rational/anti/should make him embarrassed.

"Damn it!" Liu Buli cursed fiercely, pulled the quilt over and covered her.

Liu Buli was about to turn around and leave, but Yi Ruofei on the bed grabbed his trousers.

"Come on...... I'm going to toast you again...... I ......"

Liu Buli turned his head to look at the hand that grabbed his trouser tube, and followed her hand, he saw that Yi Ruofei on the bed had risen from the bed, and smiled at him drunkly/eyes/confused.

"Are you testing my self-control?" Liu Buli looked very uncomfortable. "If you don't let it go, wait a minute, don't blame me for what I did to you!"

I saw that Yi Ruofei's hand was clenched tighter, and her crimson lips pursed slightly, as if she was still unsatisfied with the red wine just now.

Liu Buli couldn't control it, and couldn't help but pounce on her......

The breathing was getting hot/frenetic/hot, and just as he was about to cross the line, a doorbell rang.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-" at this time

Liu Buli suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly stood up, and left the room as if he was panting/fleeing.

"Director Chen?" Opening the hollow iron door, Liu Buli, who was still in confusion, asked a little embarrassed: "It's so late...... No...... How do you know I'm home? Do you have anything to do with me? ”

"Mr. Liu." Director Chen looked at Liu Buli's flushed face, and pushed the door in with a stern expression. "This is not the place to talk."

Liu Buli was surprised, but he didn't have any doubts. He closed the iron door and followed Chief Chen into the living room.

"Mr. Liu." Mr. Chen sat down on the sofa in the living room. "Did you bring Itsuke home?"

Liu Buli nodded in surprise. "How do you know?"

"Just now I received a call from Qingyan, saying that she received an anonymous text message saying that you are taking Itsuke back to her residence for the night. She believed it, cried very sadly on the phone, and kept asking me about you and Itsuke. I had no choice but to promise her to come and pick her up. But I didn't expect to be outside the door just now, I saw someone sneakily holding a camera at your residence, and if I'm not mistaken, you've been stalked by the paparazzi. ”

"You mean...... Paparazzi outside the door? Liu Buli frowned and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked outside, closed the curtains, walked back to the sofa, picked up the jacket on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and saw that the mobile phone screen was full of missed calls.

"Itsuke is in the guest room on the second floor, please take her back." Liu Buli said, pressed Lin Qingyan's phone number and called.

The next morning, several newspapers and websites reported the news that Liu Buli, the heir of the World Tour Group, had returned to his residence with a new special assistant. Because the angle of the photo is extremely ambiguous/ambiguous, it has become a news story told by looking at pictures.

"Hey, Elofi, where did you sleep last night?"

Early in the morning, when Yi Ruofei was still sleeping, a phone call from Yun Mu came.

"What...... Where are you sleeping? Groping for the phone on the side of the pillow, Elofei closed her eyes and replied weakly: "Of course I am / sleeping / bed / on." ”

"In bed? Whose bed? Is it Mr. Liu's bed? The newspaper in my hand said that Mr. Liu took you to his residence last night to spend the /spring/night together......" In Yun Mu's high-decibel questioning, Yi Ruofei opened her eyes in horror.

"Liu-? Mr. Liu? She snapped out of bed in shock, dizziness in her head and a dull nausea in her stomach from her hangover. Irofei stroked her chest and frowned at the unfamiliar room, only to feel that her mind was blank.

"I don't know where this is, but ...... I can be sure that this is not Mr. Liu's room. She quickly examined her whole body, and out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a note on the bedside table.

"Wait, I saw someone left a note."

She picked up the note and read into the handwriting:

"Ruofei, you are drunk, I booked you a hotel room, and the money has been paid. If you still feel unwell when you wake up, you can call back to the company to ask for leave. -- Chen's long character. ”

"These black/turtle/king/eight/eggs, the real sister is not a thing, so they will make up and scribble." Yun Mu couldn't help but swear words. "I'm relieved if you're okay, call me when you go back to the company."

Yi Ruofei hung up the phone, endured the dizziness coming from her head, she made a call and went back to the company to ask for half a day off. Then, she left the hotel and drove back to the apartment where Song Youcheng had been borrowed.

Changing out of the short skirt that smelled of alcohol, Irofei just wanted to take a good shower. Grab a small bath towel and walk to the bathroom. Suddenly I thought of the sunken jacuzzi in the master bathroom, so I wrapped a bath towel and walked to the master bedroom.

Lying in the large sunken bathtub and turning on the stereo, Irofi immersed herself comfortably in the warm water of the jacuzzi.

Countless negative ion bubbles massaged her skin underneath her, and soft surround sound music sounded in her ears. After living here for so many days, it was the first time that Irofi had borrowed the bathroom in the master bedroom. If it weren't for the soreness and weakness of her whole body after drinking, she thought that even if she stayed until she left, she would not know how comfortable this bathroom was.

Relaxed physically and mentally, Irofi was about to fall asleep before she knew it. It wasn't until she vaguely heard Song Youcheng's voice coming from outside that Yi Ruofei jumped up from the bathtub in a panic.

How do you get a small towel?

In front of the mirror of the washbasin, Irofei picked up the bath towel, which was only slightly larger than the face towel, and hung her head.

O God! O earth! Why didn't Song come back after living in for so many days, but came back when she came to borrow the master bathroom unscrupulously?

When Irofei didn't know what to do, there was no movement outside the door.

Yi Ruofei hurriedly put on a bath towel, aimed at the opportunity, and rushed into the guest room where she lived at a speed of 100 meters.

Song Shao should have already left! Hope is gone! Even if you don't go, hurry up!!

Yi Ruofei quickly changed her clothes with her hands and feet, and her mouth was full of broken thoughts, as if she had forgotten her faintly painful brain.