Chapter 1073

Zeng Mingyue stood for a while before slowly dawdling to the bathroom door and looked in.

In the bathroom, Jiabei put cold water from the washbasin and was soaking in the cold water according to Zhou Jin'an's head.

"Well... Put... Cough..."

Zhou Jin'an was covered in ice water and coughed with choking water. Her eyes turned red and her face turned white.

According to the visual inspection, the old men who were at least 1.85 meters tall looked pathetic, but it was obvious that Fu Jiabei did not pity or pity him at all. When Zhou Jin'an took a breath, he pressed the man back into the cold water.

So many times, Fu Jiabei's hand loosened, Zhou Jin'an directly softened on the ground, coughed a few times, threw himself on the toilet for a burst of crazy vomiting, and then collapsed directly by the toilet. All that had been tossed was panting.

Where is the strength to toss?

Zeng Mingyue stared and felt chilly. He only felt that the man's face was expressionless and pushed people into the water. It was too scary.

Standing in the bathroom, a clean and refreshing Jiabei seemed to feel her eyes and suddenly turned to look over.

Zeng Mingyue was startled and slipped her head back.

Jiabei looked at the blue skirt with a corner left at the bathroom door and smiled silently.

When Zhou Jin'an couldn't even spit out bile, Fu Jiabei dragged him out of the bathroom and threw him back to bed.

Zhou Jin'an lay powerless and scolded angrily, "Fu Jiabei, your uncle's! I... I'm lovelorn, and you... Don't be gentle with me."

Zhou Jin'an obviously woke up now and stared at Fu Jiabei angrily with chilly eyes.

Fu Jiabei sneered, stepped forward, directly lifted the quilt and covered Zhou Jin'an's head.

He said nothing more, turned and walked out.

If Zhou Jin'an is not afraid of being drunk and any danger, he is too lazy to take this trip. The result was also misunderstood as gay. Think about it.

"Not yet?"

Gabe walked to the door of the room, stepped slightly and looked back.

Zeng Mingyue's little figure was still shrinking at the door of the bathroom, as if he didn't react and was stunned.

"Oh!"

Zeng Mingyue glanced at the bed again and hurried to keep up.

"Well... Just throw it. Is he okay?"

Following out of the door, Zeng Mingyue pointed inside again.

Now she can see that the man inside is lovelorn, drunk and nonsense. He has no such relationship with the male god at all.

But there are many people who suffocate themselves when they are drunk. Is it really safe to lose that person like this?

"Otherwise, you want to stay and take care of him?"

Fu Jiabei stood still and looked at Zeng Mingyue with his eyebrows.

Zeng Mingyue quickly shook her head, slipped past Jiabei and ran to the door of her room.

"Well... Goodbye, Mr. Fu!"

She quickly took the room card, opened the door and flashed in, for fear that Fu Jiabei would find her again, just like kissing him.

It was Fu Jiabei who looked at the closed door and was slightly stunned. He immediately hooked the lower lip corner.

I always feel that the girl's fleeing figure is a bit like a gopher afraid of being knocked by a hammer.

In the room, Zeng Mingyue stood against the door for a moment, but she couldn't calm her disordered heartbeat. She listened close to the door. There was no movement in the outer corridor. She leaned over the door and looked into the cat's eyes. It was empty.

The male God should be gone.

The heartbeat gradually calmed down, but Zeng Mingyue couldn't help being annoyed and lost.

Just such a good opportunity, should she be more promising, jump in front of the male god, point to his nose and let him be responsible for himself!

After all, it was the first kiss, the first kiss!

Ding Dong.

Zeng Mingyue was depressed when she heard a sound from her mobile phone.

Feeling something, she quickly ran to the bedside, rushed to pick up the mobile phone, unlocked it, and a wechat jumped out.

What are you running for? You're not responsible for me

Zeng Mingyue carefully watched it several times and confirmed that it was sent by the male god. He immediately rolled back and forth on the bed with his mobile phone.

She threw herself on the pillow and tossed her legs before she got up. She took her mobile phone and began to type.

In fact, I want to be responsible

Can I be responsible to you?

Well, in fact, you should be responsible for me. After all, I'm the first kiss!

The typed words were changed over and over again. Finally, Zeng Mingyue looked at the message, grabbed his hair in frustration and threw away his mobile phone.

I didn't run, but I suddenly remembered that hot water was still burning in my room, hehe

"Sobbing, Zeng Mingyue, why are you so counselled! Ah!"

He picked up his cell phone and took a look at the dialog box. Zeng Mingyue rubbed his face angrily. The place hit on his cheek hurt.

Zeng Mingyue remembered that she still had a wound on her face. She jumped up, rushed into the bathroom, looked at herself in the mirror and widened her eyes.

No matter how good-looking an immortal is, half of her face is swollen and five finger prints will not look good. What's more, she is not an immortal.

Zeng Mingyue went back to bed with a sad face. Seeing that Jiabei didn't return the information, she took a selfie and sent it to Yang Qiqi.

[ugly? Picture]

Not to the point of having nightmares

【……】

Zeng Mingyue put down her cell phone in frustration and got up again in a moment.

[if a man can kiss this face, what does it mean?]

She sent this wechat and Yang Qiqi called directly.

Zeng Mingyue picked it up. Before he put his mobile phone in his ear, Yang Qiqi's excited voice came from there.

"Sleeping trough! Who kissed you? Yueyue, you won't meet a hungry lust demon? Where are you? I'll support you!"

Zeng Mingyue, "!"

She sighed slowly, "what color devil! Can only color devil kiss this face?"

It's a male god! Male god!

"Can't it be anything other than lust demons?" Zeng Mingyue said angrily.

Yang Qiqi smiled, "yes, ugly man?"

"What about a nice man?"

"I'll go! A nice man? Xiao Yueyue, who kissed you?"

Yang Qiqi's voice was obviously excited.

Zeng Mingyue's mind flashed the picture of being kissed back by Fu Jiabei. At that time, she was stupid and didn't feel it well. Now she remembered that everything else was in a trance except the feeling of heartbeat.

She was a little depressed and pulled the sheet, "answer me first!" "that must be true love! I didn't say that although you are not bad and your skin is good, your skin is too good. The marks of being beaten are too obvious and seriously affect your appearance. You can give 9 points on your face at ordinary times, and now there are at most 5 points left. If you still kiss like this, it's not true love

？”

Yang Qiqi gossip again.

"Who is it? Xiaoyueyue, first kiss? Who is it? Do I know?"

Doodle

Zeng Mingyue hung up directly. Yang Qiqi, "..."