He sat in the driver's seat, turned his head to look at the two women in the car who were as drunk as a puddle of mud, and couldn't help but feel very big, and didn't know how to solve it.

"Alas~" Yue Tingcheng sighed deeply helplessly, so he could only find a hotel for Tong Rong to live in first, and then take Zhao Qingluo home.

Thinking of this, he turned his head, started the engine decisively, and stepped on the accelerator towards a five-star hotel.

There were very few vehicles on the road late at night, and after a while, Yue Tingcheng arrived at the door of the hotel.

After he parked the car, he opened the window a little bit to ventilate, let Zhao Qingluo stay in the car alone, and helped Tong Rong to the hotel by himself.

Although Tong Rong was not very heavy, but now that she had drunk wine, she couldn't exert any strength in her body, and she lay on Yue Tingcheng's body softly, and he couldn't help but feel a little hard.

The hotel lobby was magnificently lit, and Yue Tingcheng walked up to the front desk lady: "Please open a single room." ”

Although a man and a woman came in to open the room, the front desk lady was used to seeing this kind of scene, and she didn't show too much surprise, but politely helped them check in.

After the formalities were completed, Yue Tingcheng took Tong Rong upstairs.

I don't know what's going on, Tong Rong, who was still drunk and unconscious just now, suddenly started to go crazy with alcohol, and kept gently waving Yue Tingcheng with his fist, and muttered something in his mouth.

"Men are all ...... Big pig's trotters! ”

"You...... Why...... Don't care about me."

She said intermittently, and her voice was small, Yue Tingcheng couldn't hear it clearly, and he wasn't very interested, he just hoped that the elevator would arrive sooner and end his torture of being beaten.

"Ding!"

The elevator door finally opened, and Yue Tingcheng wanted to rush out quickly, but the moment he looked up, he saw a familiar face.

Alan and his bunch of fox friends stood in the elevator doorway, both men and women, all drenched in alcohol, and it seemed that they had just come out of the bar.

Alan himself was still talking and laughing with his friends, but when he saw the woman who was left in Yue Tingcheng, the smile on his face began to fade gradually.

He asked in a cold voice, "Why are you here with Tong Rong?" ”

Yue Tingcheng ignored him, just stunned for a moment, and then walked straight out of the elevator without answering his words.

When his friends saw this, they also felt that the atmosphere was a little delicate, so they stopped laughing and playing.

A scantily clad young girl was hanging from Alan's arm, and she slowly straightened up and kept her distance from him.

Yue Tingcheng from Allen's side

When he walked by, Tong Rong was still sticking to him and beating him, and he didn't know that he thought their relationship was boyfriend and girlfriend.

His own words were ignored like this, and Tong Rong was so close to another man, Allen's face turned black all of a sudden.

"Why are you here, I ask?" Alan couldn't bear it, grabbed Yue Tingcheng's arm, and asked in a gloomy tone.

The friends around him saw that the situation was not quite right, so they hurriedly said with sloppy eyes: "That Allen, you talk to your friend first, and we will wait for you downstairs." ”

After that, those people wanted to get away from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, so they hurriedly took the elevator downstairs.

Alan didn't care so much about them, and asked again, "What's wrong with Tong Rong?" ”

Yue Tingcheng originally didn't want to pay attention to him so much, but suddenly it occurred to him that Zhao Qingluo had told him that the relationship between the two of them seemed to be a little different.

So he hesitated for a while, but stopped and explained: "Tong Rong and Qingluo don't know what's wrong with venting in the bar, I just went to the bar to bring them back, and they are all drunk now." ”

Hearing Yue Tingcheng's explanation, Alan realized that he had misunderstood just now, and his blue face eased slightly.

But it's not much better, because Tong Rong went to the bar to sell drunk, which still made Alan a little unhappy.

Tong Rong's whole body was lying on Yue Tingcheng's body, and the distance between the two was very close, which made Alan inexplicably unhappy when he saw it.

He pulled Tong Rong from Yue Tingcheng's body, and then a princess hugged her by the waist and picked her up, Yue Tingcheng instantly felt a sense of relief.

"Give me the room card." Alan stretched out his palm from Tong Rong's back and said, "I'll take her to the room, so you don't have to worry about it." ”

Zhao Qingluo was still in the car alone, Yue Tingcheng couldn't wait to solve Tong Rong quickly, and now that someone took the initiative to help him, he naturally couldn't wait to give the room card to Allen.

After Allen took the room card, he left without saying a word, Yue Tingcheng touched his nose in a sneer, feeling as if he had done a thankless job.

Then he didn't stay long, and drove Zhao Qingluo home soon after.

Sure enough, drunk women are all the same difficult, and Zhao Qingluo also began to punch and kick him, and she didn't know what nonsense she was saying.

Yue Tingcheng's neck had been lightly scraped by her fingernails, but he didn't feel it at all, just helplessly put her on the bed.

"My head hurts." Zhao Qingluo suddenly stopped making noise and slapped her head hard.

When the man heard this, he immediately left her back on his chest and gently helped her rub it too

Yang acupoint, Zhao Qingluo gradually quieted down, and her breathing slowly became even.

When she finally fell asleep, Yue Tingcheng put her back in place, helped her cover the quilt, and before she could take a breath, she ran to the kitchen to cook hangover soup.

When he came back with the hangover soup he had just cooked, he saw Zhao Qingluo making a disgusting gesture from a distance.

With experience, he immediately had a hunch, so he hurriedly put the bowl aside, ran over to Zhao Qingluo with the trash can, and put the trash can in front of her face.

Sure enough, in the next second, Zhao Qingluo hugged the trash can, buried her face in it and began to vomit, vomiting breathlessly, looking uncomfortable, he gently stroked her back, which made her feel better.

"It's good to spit it out."

A minute later, Zhao Qingluo lifted her face out of the trash can, and Yue Tingcheng picked up a tissue and gently helped her wipe the dirt from the corners of her mouth.

He brought the hangover soup over and fed her one bite at a time, Zhao Qingluo was very well-behaved now, and she also opened her mouth to drink one bite at a time.

Feeding and feeding, Zhao Qingluo glanced down at the corner of her mouth, and suddenly began to cry: "Wow! ”

This sudden surprise can be regarded as a big startle for Yue Tingcheng, and he thought something had happened, so he hurriedly asked, "Qingluo, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I think...... I'm so uncomfortable right now......" she said in fits and starts, crying.

Yue Tingcheng put the bowl on the coffee table at hand, immediately hugged her, and patted her gently: "It's not uncomfortable, it's not uncomfortable, I'll accompany you." ”

"I don't know what I've done wrong, Maruko is so cute, but now she's been kidnapped by human traffickers and doesn't know whether she is alive or dead." Zhao Qingluo sobbed and said, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances that she had been holding in her heart for a while.

Yue Tingcheng comforted her softly: "I don't blame you for Xiao Maruki's matter, everyone is at fault, we are too negligent." ”

But Zhao Qingluo didn't stop: "The little bun is so small, because of this incident, I blame myself so much, I went to other places to learn martial arts, oh my God, how much suffering I have to suffer." ”

"Xiao Baozi should suffer a little more as a boy, so that he can become a strong man in the future." Yue Tingcheng didn't feel much sorry for his son.

Zhao Qingluo shook her head vigorously: "It's not like this, it's all my ...... to blame."

Yue Tingcheng saw that she couldn't get better for a while, so he got into the quilt and let her lean on his chest.

"Don't cry, don't cry......" He gently stroked Zhao Qingluo's hair, coaxing her like a child.

Yue Tingcheng's voice is deep and very magnetic, and it sounds very charming and beautiful, which makes people can't help but be intoxicated

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"What did I do wrong, if there is something rushing at me, why should I help my little pill, she is so ......" Zhao Qingluo was immersed in her own self-blame.

Yue Tingcheng had been carefully comforting her, Zhao Qingluo's voice of self-blame became smaller and smaller, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.

Hearing her slow and steady breathing, Yue Tingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was leaving to clean up, a slender hand grabbed her, and said in a soft voice, "Don't go." ”

He had to come back and sleep with her in his arms, and the night was very quiet, and both of them slept peacefully.

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight penetrated into Zhao Qingluo's eyes through the curtains, she frowned and felt a little dazzling, and gently blocked the sunlight in front of her with her hand.

A few seconds later, she opened her sleepy eyes and sat up from the bed, fortunately she had drunk the sobering soup last night, otherwise his brain would have hurt like an explosion at this moment.

She looked at the messy scene in the room, and her mind was a little confused, recalling what had happened last night.

Seeing the bowl that was placed on the coffee table and hadn't had time to clean up, Zhao Qingluo reacted immediately, patted her head heavily, and felt very shy.

"What do you have to complain about, Tingcheng has more things to bear than you, why are you embarrassed to complain to him?" Zhao Qingluo thought with some self-reproach.

Suddenly, Zhao Qingluo felt a sense of unstability in her center of gravity, and she fell into a familiar chest in the next second.

"What are you thinking?" Yue Tingcheng's voice was a little hoarse, obviously he hadn't woken up yet, he hugged her tightly and asked.

The man's broad chest gave Zhao Qingluo a great sense of security, and she also hugged him with her backhand: "I love you very much." ”

"I love you too." Yue Tingcheng pecked her forehead gently, Zhao Qingluo didn't dislike him at all for not brushing his teeth, but smiled happily.

After what happened last time, in the past week, the relationship between the two of them has become sweeter and sweeter, and it was even sweeter when they first fell in love.

(End of chapter)

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