Zhou Qichuan acted savagely, directly stuffed Song Zhiyuan into the car, and squeezed it up by himself.

When the door closed, he raised the baffle inside the car.

Song Zhiyuan moved in the direction of the car door, then pulled the seat belt, and after snapping it on, he turned his head directly to look out of the car window, and his calm and relaxed appearance was really annoying.

Zhou Qichuan's dark eyes squinted at her heavily, but he didn't get any response.

After a while, as if he was tired, he closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

Both men were silent.

The alcohol in Song Zhiyuan's body had not been completely metabolized, and before she knew it, she leaned against the car door and fell asleep.

Feeling the changes in the breathing of the people around him, Zhou Qichuan popped open his eyelids and turned his head to look.

Looking at Song Zhiyuan's awkward sleeping position, he couldn't help but reach over, wanting her to sleep more comfortably.

But his hand fell, and his movements stopped.

After two seconds, he withdrew his hand, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

Soon, Zhou Qichuan also fell asleep, and he didn't wake up until the car drove into the garage of Building 1 of Xiangmi Mansion and stopped.

Rubbing his somewhat swollen forehead, and then looking at the woman who was still sleeping next to him, Zhou Qichuan got out of the car with the door opened by the driver, and then went around to the other side of the car.

He went to untie the seat belt on Song Zhiyuan's body, and then carried the person out with gentle movements.

From the garage, he took the elevator with people in his arms and went directly to the master bedroom on the third floor.

Before Song Zhiyuan was put on the bed and lay down, the housekeeper appeared at the door of the bedroom and said, "Second master, Miss Xu is here, and I have been waiting for you downstairs for more than half an hour." ”

Zhou Qichuan gave Song Zhiyuan a pause, then ripped off the tie around his neck and threw it on the bedside stool, and after taking a deep look at the person who was still sleeping, he turned around and went out.

In the living room downstairs, Xu Nianhe's face turned blue when he was already waiting.

When she heard the slight sound of the elevator door opening, she tried to restrain her anger, stood up, looked at Zhou Qichuan who walked towards the living room and smiled, "Qichuan, you won't be so ungrateful, as soon as the contract is signed, you will slap your ass and dump people, right?" ”

Zhou Qichuan smiled, walked to the sofa opposite Xu Nianhe and sat down, slowly unbuttoning the cufflinks, rolling up his sleeves, and lifting his lips and smiling, "You probably misunderstood me, I'm not the kind of person you imagined." ”

"No, you are." Xu Nianhe looked at Zhou Qichuan, got up and walked over, and sat down beside him.

Then, she reached under Zhou Qichuan's three-button shirt with one hand, slid in, and half of her body pressed against him, her lips almost against him, and her smile was firm and soft.

"Qi Chuan, divorce Song Zhiyuan and marry me, I can give you far more than you think."

Zhou Qichuan squinted at Xu Nianhe, who was close at hand, and did not immediately push her away, curling the corners of his lips and smiling evilly, "Miss Xu's proposal, I have been thinking about it." ”

"What about that?" Xu Nianhe said, getting closer again.

Zhou Qichuan leaned back on the sofa, lowered his eyes and glanced at the leg that Xu Nianhe had landed on his body, laughing evil and joking.

"Well, let's try it now."

As he spoke, Xu Nianhe lifted her skirt and sat on Zhou Qichuan's body, her body pressed against him tightly, her lips slid to his ear, and she moaned lowly, "After trying, you will know that I am definitely much better than Song Zhiyuan——"

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"

At this moment, in the direction of the staircase, three high-fives came.