Chapter 548

Mo Qingjing looked at her and said nothing.

Gu Xiaoran grabbed the bottle again and poured wine for himself.

He grabbed her hand and the bottle. "Stop drinking. You're going to get drunk."

"I just want to get drunk." Gu Xiaoran went to pull the bottle again, but he couldn't pull it. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, are you here to drink with me or to persuade me to drink?"

"To drink with you."

"That's not to let go."

"Wine is enough."

"But I must drink it today."

"It's dangerous for a girl to be drunk outside."

Gu Xiaoran hooked his index finger and said, "come here."

He stepped forward.

Her drunken face was a little unreal.

Her body leaned forward and her face came to him. His heart beat faster for no reason. He thought she was going to kiss him.

Gu Xiaoran stopped at the tip of his nose. "Don't you think I'm a casual woman who climbs up when I see someone else's car? As a casual woman, what danger is she afraid of? "

With a smile, he leaned back to his seat, took his cup and drank it down. How could a jerk like him know how hurtful that remark was.

He chuckled, "you still remember."

"I'll remember it for the rest of my life."

"It'll keep you in mind for the rest of your life. I like it."

"What an asshole you are

Gu Xiaoran gave him an oblique look, and his drunken eyes were full of charm.

A burst of wine up, uncomfortable hand to support the head, closed his eyes, trying to suppress the stomach surge.

He took the smile off his face and said, "pay the bill."

Lost a pile of banknotes on the bar, picked up Gu Xiaoran's satchel and pulled her out of the bar.

Gu Xiaoran pushed him away, with the sultry air making her stomach more uncomfortable.

"How are you?" Mo Qing looked down at her and saw that her cheeks were bulging. Then her stomach was hot, and the hot air mixed with the bad smell came to her.

"Damn it He frowned and kept his face shut.

Gu Xiaoran grabbed his arm and vomited in a mess.

Mo Qing was originally a cleanliness addict, which was undoubtedly a kind of spiritual murder for him, but now he has to admit his life.

Holding his breath, instead of looking at the dirt on his stomach, he patted Gu Xiaoran on his back.

Vomit, vomit

I feel comfortable after vomiting.

Gu Xiaoran couldn't spit anything out any more, so he felt better. He turned around and couldn't tell the southeast from the northwest.

Mo Qing is pulling the T-shirt that wet reaches to stick on the body, "where are you going?"

"Go home." Gu Xiaoran rushed to the ground in the dark.

"Gu Xiaoran..." Mo Qing grabs up front, takes her in the bosom, tightened brow.

He picked her up, put her in his car, and went to the nearest imperial summer.

Into the lounge on the roof.

He threw Gu Xiaoran on the carpet, took off his dirty T-shirt, went to pull Gu Xiaoran's dirty clothes, and said that nothing could let her sleep in bed with the dirty things.

When Gu Xiaoran only had a close fitting petticoat with suspenders, a not very big but pretty chest, a slender waist, and long and round legs exposed under the skirt.

She is always a fatal temptation to him.

But he would never touch her when she was dirty.

Don't cross your face and scold, "Damn it."

Throw her on the bed, pull the silk to cover her spring, go into the bathroom, throw the dirty clothes into the washing machine, then plug yourself under the sprinkler, and wash away the commotion with cold water.

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