Jing Huaizhi withdrew his steps and looked at her with a sly look.

Zhuli was stared at by him, and he didn't feel good every time he looked at him.

"Perhaps, we can discuss......" She saw the man in front of her sit back again, and hurriedly added.

"It's okay to advance a little balance first."

Jing Huaizhi ignored her and turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Suddenly, the room returned to calm, and Takeri chased after him, pricking up his ears and leaning on the door to listen carefully to the movement in the bathroom.

"Looks like he's not going to lend me money, I'll have to figure out a way."

She straightened up, pacing back and forth back and forth.

Xia Yuzhen will never give up if she can't get the money, and only Jing Huaizhi can help me at the moment.

But how can I help him?

Thinking of this bamboo pear, I couldn't help but feel soft in my ears, and my fingers subconsciously stirred the corners of my clothes.

Looking up, she suddenly saw the wine bottle resting in the window.

Zhuli raised her knuckles and tapped on the door a few times: "Boss, I promised to help you, can we talk?" ”

Seeing that there was no movement in the bathroom, she knocked a few more times, and it was not until she got an answer from the person inside that she stopped knocking on the door.

Zhuli stood on tiptoe, slowly pushed open the glass door of the window, carefully held the wine bottle and walked to the sofa and sat down.

After doing all this, she also glanced at the location of the bathroom, and while she could still hear the sound of running water in the bathroom, Zhuli pulled the lid of the wine and drank it all.

When Jing Huaizhi came out of the bathroom, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Hey, didn't you say you promised to help me, why did you sleep here?" He stood at the door of the bathroom and said helplessly.

It seems that the little girl still can't be expected to be able to speak, and always wants to play one out and one play.

"Bamboo pear." I saw that half of Zhuli's cheek was pressed against the coffee table, and the hair draped over her shoulders covered her face.

Jing Huaizhi was amused by her appearance, and took a few steps closer to gently open her hair curtain.

Zhuli's fair cheeks were dyed with a beautiful flush, and her pure face was a little sexy.

"Huh?" After hearing the name called, Takeri slowly opened her eyes and stared at the person opposite for a few moments.

When she looked up, Jing Huaizhi found the wine bottle she was holding in her arms.

He sighed helplessly and clenched his eyebrows.

"Who made you drink?"

Zhuli only felt that her stomach was turning upside down, and her heart was like a flame, burning hot.

"I didn't drink, I drank water!" She staggered to her elbows on the table, barely standing up straight.

Jing Huaizhi glanced at her indifferently, and reached out to grab the wine bottle that Zhuli held in the palm of his hand.

"75 degrees of spirits, you've drunk it all, you're so good!" He hated and gritted his teeth.

Jing Huaizhi knows too well what unbelievable things this girl will do when she is drunk, and it is estimated that she will have to toss for half a night tonight.

Zhuli tilted her head and looked at him softly, with tears in her eyes.

"Handsome guy, let's meet again!" She walked quickly to Jing Huaizhi's side, her head resting on his chest.

Again.

Jing Huaizhi's face was pale, and his index finger pushed away her forehead.

"I'll send you back to your room to sleep." He spoke in a hoarse voice.

"No, I'm going to sleep here!" Zhuli put her hands around his waist and continued to pounce into his arms like a little cat.

Jing Huaizhi let out a long sigh, closed his eyes and hugged her horizontally to his bed.

After his back touched the mattress, Takeri sobered up a little.

"Boss?" She lowered her eyes and stared at him intently.

Just as Jing Huaizhi was about to answer, Zhuli waved his hand: "You're not, our boss is a hooligan but it's obvious that you're not." ”

The corners of Jing Huaizhi's mouth pulled up a wry smile, but it was difficult to hide the loss in his heart.

Am I in this image in your heart?

"Handsome guy, what's your name, can you leave a contact information?" She stood in the middle of the bed with a harmless expression on her face.

Jing Huaizhi smiled angrily, and crossed his arms in anticipation of what she would do next.

"Why don't you speak? It's rude. Zhuli was bored and sat down.

"What do you want to borrow money for?" He pursed his lower lip slightly, his posture casual.

Even though she was drunk and unconscious, she could hear the words about money, and she was smiling.

"Borrow money...... Point male model. Takeri opened her arms and her eyes were crooked like crescent moons.

Jing Huaizhi clenched his fists, walked towards the door, and locked the door hard, and the dull sound echoed in the empty bedroom.

"Oh? What kind of male model makes Mrs. Jing go to see him even if he borrows money? "His breath became rapid, and his muscles swelled.

Takeri didn't realize the danger coming, and an intriguing smile tugged at her lips.

"Of course it's someone who is more handsome than you and doesn't have a stinky face!" She replied without hesitation, even with a hint of joy.

After speaking, Zhuli waved his hand, and a faint impatience gradually appeared on his face.

"Let's go, I won't complain about your bad service skills."

She began to have a fever under the influence of alcohol, and she began to pull her clothes despite the fact that there were other people in the room.

Jing Huaizhi bit his lip and glanced at her playfully, and the anger in his chest began to surge uncontrollably.

It seems that he usually goes to that kind of place, and he dares to say this kind of thing in front of him.

"I'll let you see how my skills are tonight." He raised his lips lazily.

Jing Huaizhi sat down and leaned closer, her warm lips rubbing the corners of her mouth and she didn't make the next move.

Zhuli clasped her neck with both hands and bit his thin lips, as if she was very anxious.

"What's the hurry?" Jing Huaizhi laughed evilly, pressed against her ear, and the hot stream poured into her cochlea.

Zhuli couldn't help but rub it on his shoulder.

"Are you Jing Huaizhi, right?" After a pause, she asked weakly.

Jing Huaizhi's eyebrows flickered, and he lowered his eyes and laughed hoarsely: "I didn't admit it." ”

Then, without giving her time to think, a domineering hot kiss that clasped the back of her head invaded.

Zhuli was kissed by him and couldn't breathe, and she writhed her body uncomfortably, but she was still pressed back by him.

Through the dim floor-to-ceiling lighting, the warm fingertips continue to penetrate, and the rapid breath gradually deepens and intertwines in the quiet room.

At noon the next day.

Zhuli was dizzy, and bad thoughts welled up in her heart when she looked at the unfamiliar room.

She only remembered that she seemed to be drunk last night, and then, and then she didn't remember.

"Ahhh Bamboo pear! She clutched the quilt tightly and tried to bring back some memories, and the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt.

Lifted the quilt and put on slippers and went downstairs.

"Madam, sir, let me tell you that he has asked you to take a leave of absence today."

Steward Li in the living room saw Zhuli in a hurry and told her in a soft voice.

Zhu Libei bit his lip lightly: "Got it, thank you Steward Li." ”

Then he turned around and went back to his bedroom, picked up his phone to check the messages, but strangely there was no message.

Even the work group is calm.

She stared at the bathroom mirror at the scratches on her neck, and probably understood what had happened last night.

Boss, am I helping?

Zhuli picked up his phone and typed out such a text on the screen, and clicked send.