Now people are so rude, Yang Ling scolded in her heart, she lay on the bed like a paralyzed corpse, what she touched was a sheet, there was a rest room inside the company, I really didn't expect it, so who is this person.

She tried to hit the man's head, but found that she was really useless, a small girl, when she encountered this kind of thing, it was really difficult to find a way to escape, what should I do?

Yang Ling thought about it seriously for a while, her mother asked her to marry the person named Yang Dayong, and when she heard this name, she directly shocked the Quartet, or she should follow.

This man's figure is better than marrying the muscular Yang Dayong.

Why did her life fall into darkness again?

Mo Chuhan vented, and he felt the girl grabbing his white shirt very hard, and he was about to sweat.

"Why don't you call?" He was a little sober, anyway, if he was sober, it would be like that, things had already happened, and there was no way to make up for it.

"Call, what's it called......" Yang Ling couldn't see his face, and shook her body, her weak tone.

"I can bear the pain."

"......" Mo Chuhan came to another round of tossing, he was drunk with the smell of wine, and his voice was faint.

"I'll let you scream."

"Damn, you're sick!" Yang Ling's irritable tone, her eyes couldn't hold water, so she reached out and pushed him.

However, he just couldn't push it away, hearing the girl's low scream, Mo Chuhan seemed to be relieved, he just wanted to lower his head and kiss the girl's forehead.

"You, who are you, go away, go away, go away!" Yang Ling's tone of resistance sounded delicate and sweet.

"Who am I so heavy either?" Mo Chuhan got up, he finished eating, and the wine woke up, of course he was ready to leave.

"By the way, there's a dress over there, remember to change into it." Mo Chuhan's advice when he was leaving, his eyes were cold, and he didn't notice her answer for a long time.

After turning on the light next to him, he saw that Yang Ling was asleep.

Sleeping soundly, he sat down next to her and shook her hand.

"How did I know it was you, idiot."

With that, Mo Chuhan closed the door and left.

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Yang Ling really slept soundly, she dreamed that she was so terrible, so she woke up in the morning and found that her dress had changed, last night, what happened to her last night?

Is that really anything?

As soon as she remembered it, she found that she was not in the company, but, back to her own home, how did she come back at night?

It's terrible, could it be that last night was all a dream, impossible, absolutely impossible.

She went to work again, and on the way to work, she saw Mo Chuhan's white Maybach, she just didn't want to see it, so she walked a few steps faster.

However, her legs were very numb, and the soreness hit her whole body, but she felt fine, maybe she was too active at night and knocked somewhere.

After walking for a while, her right eye suddenly could see far away, I don't know why, it was very far away, there was a car accident, two people were killed and injured, both of them were injured, every wound could be seen clearly, and even their fate was engraved on the door of the brain.

"Negative." The moment Yang Ling came back to his senses, his eyes were on the man, Mo Chuhan drove a white Maybach, and stared at her coldly.

"Mo is always good!" The moment the girl saw him, she bowed ninety degrees.

"......" Mo Chuhan moved his gaze back, and a faint smile was fleeting.

Suddenly, Mo Chuhan felt that the totem on his chest was slightly exuding a pale blue, and the blue looked shining, gradually weakening, he stared at his white shirt and pulled his tie.

The man sighed, then motioned for the driver to drive back.