Chapter 148: The Queen 11
The next day, at five o'clock in the morning.
Qianye was woken up by a ringing phone, pressing her fingertips on her temples to relieve some of the soreness, while reaching out and digging out her phone from her bag.
"Hey."
"Yuan Qianwan!! Where did you call Jingjing last night? A suppressed roar came from the other side, causing a certain god who was not yet fully awake to frown.
The voice was cold, "Who are you?" ”
The other party's tone paused obviously, "I'm Hu Wei." ”
Qianwan half-closed her eyes, recalled who Hu Wei was, and said impatiently, "What's the matter?" ”
"I didn't find Jingjing after the party last night, Tang Yuan said that she was called away by you, I couldn't get in touch when I called later, and she didn't go back to the room, it's been all night, where have you been?" Hu Wei was splashed with cold water by Qianwan's cold tone, and the initial anxiety dissipated.
"Not me."
Because of this reason, a certain god who was disturbed by Qingmeng pulled his mouth and hung up the phone directly.
"Yuan Qianwan, where did you take her, if something happened to Jingjing...... Hu Wei's angry voice disappeared into a rush of noise.
Qianwan snorted coldly, lay back and closed her eyes and prepared to continue to make up for sleep, but she felt a person behind her, her slender arms wrapped around her waist, and her voice was slightly hazy and hoarse, "Who called?" ”
Qianwan was startled, sat up from the bed suddenly, grabbed his hand and imprisoned him at the head of the bed, looked at him with vigilance, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?" ”
Ji Liang opened his eyes without surprise, the smile on his face was gentle, "I'm Ji Liang." ”
Ji Liang?
Qianwan frowned.
The only son of the internationally renowned chaebol family Ji, with a strong background, ruthlessness, treacherous methods, and has always been a knife to the enemy, known as the king of the business world.
No one can guess his purpose, and therefore, even if he becomes the helmsman of the Ji family at a young age, no one dares to underestimate him.
"Why are you here?" This person...... Qianye narrowed her eyes.
"I should ask Miss Yuan about this, right?" was held down by her wrist, Ji Liang was not angry, sat up slowly, and looked at her with a smile, "You appeared in my bathroom last night when you were drunk, and you have been holding me since then, I am a kind person, I gave you half of the bed, I didn't expect you to wake up and treat me like this, I really have no conscience." ”
Memories of last night......
Qianwan lowered her eyes and thought about it, since she drank that glass of strong vodka......
It's a blank slate.
Ji Liang rubbed his shoulders a little tiredly, and the loose nightgown naturally slipped down, revealing his white shoulders, but there were ambiguous red marks on those shoulders that couldn't be hidden.
Qianwan's gaze touched that trace, and her eyes suddenly became meaningful.
My aunt and grandmother have seen it, and this kind of red mark will also appear on the neck of the mother from time to time......
Ji Liang watched her staring at her shoulder, pursed her lips and smiled, the tears in the corners of her eyes became more and more agile, "It's your masterpiece last night." ”
1000 Nights: ...... amazed
The hand that was holding his arm gradually loosened, and after a long pause, he spoke in disbelief, "You, sure?" ”
"Yes, what kind of fish-flavored shredded pork and crystal meat you talked about last night, and then you hugged me......" Ji Liang said this, and stopped his voice very measuredly, but the deep meaning in his eyes was clear at a glance.
Qianwan coughed, and there was a rare trace of annoyance in her cold eyes.
My aunt and grandmother have been crisscrossing the heavens for nearly 10,000 years.
There has never been such an unspeakable embarrassment.
Actually drunk to a mortal...... This way and that...... And this and that......
"What compensation do you want?" Qianwan frowned and looked at him.
The smile on Ji Liang's face gradually faded, looked at her eyes, and said seriously, word by word, "I want you to be my woman." ”
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