"Lin Yuanlan is dead, he died of dystocia! But I'm not! I still ......" Ning Yuanlan was ashamed to say the latter words, but she clearly remembered that when she handed over her first time to Ling Mo, she felt pain even if she was drunk, and the next day she saw the blood stains on the chuang slip!

If she was Lin Yuanlan, she wouldn't be able to hand over her intact body to Ling Mo.

Presumably, Ling Mo also knew this, so he never doubted it!

And Zhou Jiayao doesn't know what's going on tonight, it's out of his control!

"Huh...... Hehe...... Hehehe......" Zhou Jiayao leaned against the door of the bathroom and smirked, finally turned around and slowly walked towards the private room outside.

Ning Yuanlan looked at her, then he was a little relieved, rubbed his temples, and walked out, and said to Zhou Jiayao, who was sitting on the sofa and pondering, "I'll go back, if Mr. Zhou and Liang Jiajia come back, tell them for me!" ”

With that, Ning Yuanlan shook his head to keep himself awake, and then continued to walk towards the door of the private room.

The door of the private room still couldn't be opened, Ning Yuanlan reached out and patted the door, but no one outside paid attention to her at all.

Ning Yuanlan only felt that his consciousness was very confused, and finally he couldn't beat the dizziness in his brain, and slowly leaned against the door panel, and his consciousness became blurred!

I don't understand what is going on and why this is happening!

"Yuanlan." Zhou Jiayao on the sofa stood up and staggered towards Ning Yuanlan, and when he saw her falling against the door panel, he picked her up with some distress.

"You let go of me!" Ning Yuanlan felt that she was holding herself, she still remembered that she was in the hotel private room, and the person next to her was Zhou Jiayao, she remembered that Ling Mo didn't like Zhou Jiayao, so she desperately resisted, and wanted to reach out and push Zhou Jiayao away, "You let go of me, Zhou Jiayao...... Ling Mo ...... Ling Mo doesn't like ......"

Zhou Jiayao ignored Ning Yuanlan's resistance, only carried her to the edge of the sofa, slowly squatted down, and put her on the sofa.

Zhou Jiayao looked at Ning Yuanlan who was about to sit up on the sofa, her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes were confused: Leave, he knew what was going on, and suddenly remembered that his little uncle had said that he would help him, so it was he who did something in what they were eating.

Is this to force him and Ning Yuanlan to cook rice?

Zhou Jiayao looked at her who got up to leave, only knowing that as soon as she left like this, she would go to the company tomorrow to resign, and she would not take the mural again, and they would not have any more contact......

Thinking that he might never see her again in the future, Zhou Jiayao also stood up and pulled Ning Yuanlan into his arms, both of them were very confused, and they both fell on the sofa after such a pull.

"You go away...... Go away...... Go away......" Ning Yuanlan stretched out his hand to beat Zhou Jiayao, but he grabbed his hands with his backhand and pressed them on his head.

"Yuanlan, you forgive me...... Forgive me, I can't help it! Zhou Jiayao looked at Ning Yuanlan, who was unconscious, and felt a little self-blame in his heart, but at the moment, he was more out of his mind, "I don't want you to resign and go home, Yuanlan, I will be responsible for you, if Ling Mo is angry, let him be angry with me alone, I don't care, I will be responsible for you, and I will be responsible for it for the rest of my life......"

With that, he leaned down and grabbed her red lips......

"You go away!" Ning Yuanlan tried his best to hide, but his consciousness became more and more blurred, and his body became more and more out of his control......