It's the night, the hotel suite.

The woman in her arms was so drunk that Ji Luobo twisted her eyebrows and put her on the bed.

Jiang Zhiyu only felt very hot, she breathed impatiently, and pulled down her collar.

Ji Luobai's eyes were deep.

He had never seen a woman so capable of tossing.

was obviously too drunk to do it, and he was crying and yelling that he wouldn't go to the hospital, so he had no choice but to send people to the hotel.

After tidying up his clothes slightly, Ji Luobo was about to turn away, but his sleeve was tightly pulled by a hand.

The woman climbed up and breathed in his ear.

The place she touched was so hot that it looked like it was about to burn.

Ji Luobo immediately thought of the half glass of wine he had drunk tonight.

A thin sobbing sound overflowed from Jiang Zhiyu's throat.

"Mingyu ......"

Jiang Zhiyu had tears in the corners of his eyes, and he muttered unconsciously.

Ji Luobo was stunned when he heard this.

At this time, she was still thinking about other men in her head!

Ji Luobai's face was gloomy, he leaned over the woman's shoulder and bit it hard.

Jiang Zhiyu snorted in pain.

The faint moonlight spilled through the gaps in the curtains on the bed, filling the room.

Next.

When Jiang Zhiyu woke up, he only felt as if he had been run over by a wheel, and it was sore and painful.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment, Jiang Zhiyu instantly came to his senses.

She sat up, the covers slipping off, revealing her red-strewn body.

There was a light cough beside him, Jiang Zhiyu turned his head stiffly, and a neatly dressed man was sitting on the sofa.

The man's sword eyebrows are thick, the bridge of the nose is high, and the jawline is as sharp as a ghostly axe, and the momentum is extraordinary.

Some indescribable scenes flashed through his mind, and Jiang Zhiyu suddenly blushed.

She screamed and covered her face with the quilt and wrapped herself in a silkworm chrysalis.

Ji Luobo recalled the experience of last night, and the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked.

But when she thought that she was calling another man's name, that little smile faded in an instant.

Jiang Zhiyu hid in the quilt, eager to slap himself twice.

She remembered.

Yesterday was her birthday, and she came to see her boyfriend Qi Mingyu in a beautiful dress, but accidentally bumped into him messing with other women.

Jiang Zhiyu lost her soul all day, and went to meet her collaborators and screenwriters at night, and she couldn't help but drink a few more glasses.

And then ...... Jiang Zhiyu didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The man on the couch should be the screenwriter.

It's just that Jiang Zhiyu boasts that he doesn't drink badly, so he shouldn't get drunk so easily.

Could it be that there is a problem with alcohol?

"How long are you going to hide?"

Before I could think about it, a sexy and deep voice came to my ears.

Jiang Zhiyu stiffened, understanding that this matter must always be faced.

It was a long time before she stiffened her head and showed her little face.

After a long embarrassment, Ji Luobo said casually: "Let's get up and have breakfast first." ”

With that, he opened the door and went out.

Afraid that the man would come in again at any time, Jiang Zhiyu took his clothes, quickly ran to the bathroom to get dressed, and washed his face again.

When she came out, the man had already brought back breakfast, and there were buns, millet porridge, fried dough sticks, etc. on the table.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought some."

"Thank you."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't eat much yesterday, and now I'm really hungry.

Although she ate a small bite, the speed was very fast, it was originally a simple thing, but she ate the feeling of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and she had an inexplicable appetite.

"I'll marry you."

Jiang Zhiyu had just finished drinking the last mouthful of millet porridge, and when he heard this, he was immediately choked.

She coughed and her eyes widened in disbelief.

The man's eyes were sharp, and although his tone was nonchalant, his expression was very serious, and it didn't look like a joke.

Ji Luobo handed over a piece of paper.

Jiang Zhiyu took it and subconsciously asked, "Why?" ”

"Responsible to you."

Guilloper replied by looking her straight in the eye.

Jiang Zhiyu wanted to laugh, but she couldn't, she only felt that last night's experience was like a dream, ridiculous and unreal.

Seeing that she was stunned and didn't speak, Ji Luobo only agreed with her.

"My name is Ji Luobo, freelance, twenty-five years old, unmarried, with savings, no bad habits."

"After marrying me, I will not interfere with your freedom, you can work if you want to work, if you don't want to work, I can also support you, the salary will be paid on the tenth day of every month, and I will call you on time."

"I have the house, the key will be given to you later, you can move in."

"If it's no problem, Miss Jiang, we can go and get the certificate, do you bring the certificate?"

After Ji Luobo finished speaking in one breath, Jiang Zhiyu's eyes widened in shock.

It's a pity that he doesn't go to sales.

"Bring, bringing."

Jiang Zhiyu touched the household registration book in the bag, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

She was just ready to get the certificate with Qi Mingyu yesterday, but she didn't expect ......

"Very well, let's go."

Guilloper nodded in satisfaction, he had never liked to waste time.

Seeing that the man stood up and was about to leave, Jiang Zhiyu's brain completely sobered up.

What's going on?

This man acted vigorously and resolutely in a few words, and arranged her marriage?

Isn't that hilarious?

Jiang Zhiyu stood up suddenly, hurriedly chased after him, and blocked in front of the man: "Wait! ”