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Fortunately, she only wanted to find a comfortable position to sleep. Closing her eyes, she turned her face inward and stuck close to his lower abdomen. It was quiet.

The tense crowd heaved a sigh of relief.

As his gaze descended, the person lying down breathed evenly, his cheeks were flushed from drunkenness, and his lips were slightly parted. Recalling the fragrance he had just tasted, the man's eyes gradually dimmed, and a dark light surged in his eyes.

Gradually, his face lowered …

No one inside the car said a word. Seeing in the rearview mirror, Martial Road was so shocked that he almost stepped on the brakes. Suddenly, a moan came from the quiet space, which frightened Martial Road so much that he hurriedly turned his head back and grabbed the steering wheel without looking back.

"Wuu …" "Go away..."

How annoying!

Suddenly, there was a loud clap, causing Wu Dai's heart to tremble. It sounded like a terrible thing to him …

Sure enough, Ling Ao Jing, whose face had disappeared a moment ago, raised his head. His eyes were gloomy, obviously angry, and he dared not to breathe out during the journey.

Ling Ao Jing stared at the woman angrily, she actually dared to hit him?! She actually didn't know the meaning of death. From the start, she didn't know that she had angered a great god, and she even insolently rubbed her head against her thigh.

Ling Ao Jing held himself back and pushed down the urge to put her on the spot.

"Boss …" We're home. "

The car stopped at the eastern courtyard of the house as Martial Way softly reminded. Ling Ao Jing unhappily snorted and then opened the door and got off the car.

The martial path was stunned. What about Ruan Moyan who was in the car?

After walking three to five meters, Ling Ao Jing stopped in his tracks, and let out a breath of relief. Since the woman inside was his boss' woman, he didn't want to risk his life to touch her …

Ling Ao Jing turned his head, the car door was still open, Ruan Mo Wu was sleeping like a pig, thinking about her record of staying on the sofa for the night, now that she had drunk, if no one cared about her, she might really be bored to death in the car.

He clenched his fists, then turned around and bent over.

As soon as he saw the light coming from the door, he was horrified to find his boss's neck covered in colors. There were a few bright red marks along with a faint red mark on his neck …

Seeing Ling Ao Jing carrying someone out, Martial Way quickly looked away, pretending he didn't see anything.

He opened the door and went upstairs. He kicked the door open and threw the person on the bed. The person bounced on Simmons' bed and then disappeared.

He strode into the bathroom and saw a red mark on his neck in front of the mirror. This guy … He didn't even bat an eye.

He wiped it with his hand. He didn't know when the lipstick had been left on it. Ruan Mo turned around and walked out of the room. He was lying on his back on the bed in envy, and he was completely oblivious to what was going on.

At this moment, Aunt Song came in with some honey. Ling Ao Jing glared at the unconscious woman and said: "Strip her and don't let her put on clothes to sleep."

"..."

The next day, the woman slowly woke up.

What entered his eyes was the clean ceiling, the soft quilt sticking close to his skin, extremely comfortable. She lazily turned her body around and stretched out her white lotus arms. After being dazed for two seconds, she suddenly jumped up and sat on the ground.

He quickly took a look inside the blanket and saw that he was not wearing a single strand of clothes! Like a thunderbolt in a clear sky, the world had collapsed, could it be that wine had messed up his nature?!

After staring blankly for a long time, Ruan Mo slapped his forehead in annoyance. He still had some scattered memories of what happened after he got drunk. It was Ling Ao Jing who brought him back, and he was still in the car taking advantage of his drunkenness!

Damn man!

Ye Zichen lifted the blanket and walked towards the door angrily. No, that's not right! Wear clothes!

He opened the wardrobe and pulled on a set of clothes, then rushed over in anger.

"Ling Ao Jing!"

A high-pitched female voice echoed through the huge villa. The master bedroom's door was pushed open with all his might. Ling Ao Jing, who was just about to get up, was startled as he looked at the murderous woman standing by the door.

"You bastard! Stinking hooligan! A hypocrite! "

Ruan Mo's eyes were red from anger. He rushed over and used the pillow to smash on Tang Zheng's body. As he did so, he scolded: "Scoundrel, you stinky bastard! Bastard! Goudan! "Bastards!"

"Ruan Mou is jealous!" The furious man shouted angrily as he grabbed her wrist. The two of them fell onto the bed. Ruan Mo was even more enraged after being suppressed. "Let go of me!"

"Are you crazy?!"

The man was clearly angry as he glared viciously.

"You're the crazy one!" He spat out the hair that fell into his mouth, his eyes were red from anger, "You actually did something worse than an animal to me while I was drunk, shameless!"

As he spoke, his eyes turned even redder and became misty.

The scene from last night flashed through his mind. Looking at the girl in front of him, his eyes were red and his face was full of grievance. The anger from being hit by the pillow suddenly dissipated somewhat and the strength in his hands relaxed.

"What did I do to you?"

"You …"

Her eyes turned red, and now even her nose was red.

Ling Ao Jing snickered in his heart, looking at her pitiful appearance, his mouth was still unforgiving: "Don't you know who got drunk and went crazy? "Carrying you home with good intentions and not knowing what's good for you, you started scratching at people."

There were faint scratches on his neck.

"You must be plotting against me, that's why I'm like this!" Don't think she doesn't know what he did last night.

Ling Ao Jing squinted and said: "You obviously wanted to scheme against me and randomly chose to sleep, but I disdained to sleep with you. You turned angry from embarrassment and slapped me, did you forget that?"

What?

Ruan Mo was stunned. 'Could it be that I took advantage of the alcohol situation last night to put my dark thoughts into action?'

No... That won't happen. Ruan Mo shook his head. There definitely wouldn't be such a thing. "You're making it up …"

"I made it up." Ling Ao Jing got up from her body, adjusted his collar, and sat on the edge of the bed with his eyes slanted: "Other than clothes, where have I touched you?"

With these words, Ruan Moweng immediately sat up and ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror. She was clean without any injuries or pain.

She frowned as she thought about it. It seemed like Aunt Song had told her to get up and drink some water. She laid down herself after the water was finished. She vaguely remembered that it was Aunt Song who had taken off her clothes.

Ling Ao Jing walked over with his arms crossed. Unknowingly, she was wearing her own t-shirt. The loose clothes covered her thighs, revealing most of her white legs.

He clicked his tongue and continued to scold, "You still say that you didn't plot anything against me, then why did you come all the way here dressed like this? I'm still wearing my clothes. "

Ruan Mo was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole and hide in it. He had really lost a lot of face!

"I... I'll return it to you right away! "

He lowered his head and ran away as though he was escaping.

Looking at the back view flying away, Ling Ao Jing couldn't help but laugh.

Waiting until they had eaten breakfast, Ruan Moyan finally came down with a flushed face. She sat opposite Ling Ao Jing, not daring to raise her head and almost stuffed her into a bowl.

Ling Ao Jing snickered in his heart as he watched. He tapped the table with his long fingers and leisurely said: "Finish breakfast and pack up."