The white pigeon, who had never been strong enough to drink, actually drank more and more smoothly, and unknowingly drank two bottles of foreign wine that she didn't know. The night sank, and the white dove looked out the window with drunken eyes and hazy eyes, but none of them lit it for themselves.

In the past, Pei Siyuan said that if she wanted to give herself a home, there must be a window and a lamp in the stars in this city, which he Pei Siyuan prepared for her. So what now?

For whom have you prepared the lights, and for whom have you made room for your heart?

Just as he was sad, there was a sound of the door opening in the hallway, and then a flattering voice sounded, which seemed to be opening the door to see off the guests. The white dove immediately pricked up its little ears.

"Haha, then congratulations in advance."

"Today was a real eye-opener. You'll have to invite us to a drink another day, hahaha. ”

The white pigeon suddenly sobered up by three points.

Speaking of which, Molin's room is on this floor, didn't Pei Siyuan and Molin go out to celebrate, but went back to Molin's room to indulge in Gentle Township?

Congratulations, congratulations, what kind of wine to drink, engagement wine or wedding wine, or children's full moon wine, no matter what kind of wine, you have to pass my level, give me an explanation for the white pigeon.

Thinking of this, the white pigeon threw away the wine bottle and got up, his blood surged, go to your not in the service area...... In the next second, the white dove was clinging to the door panel of the next room and knocked vigorously.

"Pei Siyuan!! Open the door! I know you're in there...... I know ......"

The door panel was cold, and it was very comfortable to put it on, and the white pigeon leaned towards the door again. I was in a hurry to get up just now, and when my feet touched the ground, I found that my head was already dizzy, as if I had stepped on a ball of cotton, sticking to the door panel, and I felt much better......

Click.

The door opened abruptly, and the white dove fell straight in.

There was no time to scream, maybe the alcohol paralyzed the nerves, the white pigeon snorted, lying on the carpet in the room, feeling that his eyelids weighed a thousand pounds......

The room was filled with a smell of alcohol......

The man holding the doorknob frowned.

Isn't this the little woman I held today? Seeing that she was about to fall, she was obviously kind to make a move, but this little woman was fierce, like a fried cat, she was really a woman who didn't know what to do......

Lu Yuanhe doesn't come to the crew often, today several old fritters in the film and television industry said that they wanted to congratulate their company's new film on completion, and brought wine to celebrate the big sale of the movie, who knew that Lu Yuanhe didn't drink a drop of wine, so they had to say some congratulations and polite words at the door, and left in a daze.

Lu Yuanhe hates the smell of wine, but the woman in front of him is like an open wine jar. Lu Yuanhe covered his nose and called his assistant, he didn't want to reach out and touch this little drunkard...... Not at all...... Although this drunkard looks good-looking......

"Lu Shao, the reporter who has made an appointment for an interview tonight has arrived. I just got on the elevator and I'm on my way to your room. ”

Lu Yuanhe felt his temples jump a few times, he looked down at the woman who had fallen asleep at his feet, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

The interview went very well, when the cameraman Buguang chose the scene, Lu Yuanhe communicated his thoughts with the reporter, he was thoughtful and organized, and the female reporter was stunned for a while, obviously she should have thrown out the question herself, but the rhythm seemed to be completely taken away by Lu Yuanhyuk......

Until Lu Yuanhe finished answering all the questions, the female reporter had not come back to her senses, and the notebook spread out in front of her was completely useless.

"Anything else you'd like to add?" Lu Yuanhe hooked the corners of his mouth and asked politely.

"I didn't ...... There is no ......" Rao is a reporter who has seen strong winds and waves, and he has also lost his level in front of Lu Yuanhe.

The President Lu in front of him is really ...... A good-looking ...... It's better to see than to hear, not just the handsomeness rumored by the outside world, but the gestures bring a sense of luxury......

Taking the opportunity to review the material, the female reporter boldly took a good look at Lu Yuanhyuk again. He was full of court, his narrow eyes with a hint of indifference and languidness, high mountain roots and the bridge of his nose, and his hair had a silky sheen, even if the picture was doubled, he still couldn't see the flaws on his skin...... It's horrible, it's literally zero pores...... And she found that the president is actually not very photogenic, because she is more than ten times more handsome than in the picture!

……

"Hmm......" my neck hurts.

When the white dove woke up in a patch of white, he felt stiff all over. Subconsciously thinking that this was a big white bed, I tried to stretch my hands and feet, and with a "bang", my elbows and knees hurt.

The stomach kept turning over the river, and the white pigeon maintained a motionless posture, she didn't dare to move, and as soon as she moved, she was about to vomit.

She struggled to remember where she was, but her mind was full of beer bubbles, bouncing around playfully in her head. Not only that, she felt that she had her own BGM, and the sound of the bubble dragon lingered in her head, and the bubbles of the same color disappeared, and new bubbles kept emerging.

"Have you sat enough? When you've had enough, leave quickly. Lu Yuanhe stood at the door of the bathroom, looking at the white pigeon vigilantly. His instincts told him that the woman looked dangerous now.

Yes, dangerous.

This woman with a crimson complexion and a drunken burp from time to time is dangerous.

It's a great threat to yourself who has a habit of cleanliness.

Lu Yuanhyuk couldn't stand being soiled by an alcoholic's vomit anywhere in this room, so he dragged the white pigeon to the bathtub in the bathroom without thinking about it just now.

The woman in front of her was still ignorant and incomprehensible, so Lu Yuanhe had no choice but to take out a can of ice cola from the refrigerator, open it and hand it to her, and drank half a can in one go, and the little woman got up as if she had lost her soul.

But the bottom of the bathtub was too slippery, and the white pigeon couldn't grasp the center of gravity for a while, and fell back heavily, and suddenly his body was bruised.

It hurts.

It hurts to death, and this big white bed is not soft at all.

I simply didn't get up, the cold big bed was so comfortable to lie on, like a cold embrace.

The white pigeon touched his nose, it was sour. The scene of Pei Siyuan's marriage proposal was overlapped and stacked in front of him. Seeing the scene of his proposal, the white pigeon was surprised and forgot to cry. At this moment, under the catalysis of alcohol, and the hands and legs that hurt from falling, a huge grievance finally came to my heart. A pair of eyes are like clear springs, and tears are pouring out.

Lu Yuanhe was stunned.

At this moment, this scene is completely beyond the scope of his own knowledge. He graduated from Columbia University, has a keen sense of business, and has worked overseas for several years. He has obtained countless licenses, horseback riding, airplane driving, racing, diving, ......

But none of the skills told him what to do in the face of a drunk woman crying loudly.

Thinking of comforting and comforting her, his hand unconsciously stroked her back, who knew that this woman was actually entangled, and it became tighter and tighter. hugged Lu Yuanhyuk's neck and rubbed tears and snot on the collar of his shirt.