All the way back home at lightning speed, she got out of the car and worried about Leng Shaoheng, who was unconscious in the back seat of the car. Her height is not short, but Leng Shaoheng is 1.85 meters. She is a 1.68 meter girl, who has the strength to resist him!
She bit her lip and rolled up her sleeve. She pulled Leng Shaoheng out of the back seat of the car rudely, let him put one arm on his shoulder, and half dragged him forward.
But her weak strength couldn't support his body at all. As soon as she took two steps, her knees bent down unconsciously and nearly fell down with him.
After holding the mottled wall firmly, she gritted her teeth in frustration and anger and said, "Mr. Leng, I beg you, can you make a little effort, I can't hold you!"
Leng Shaoheng quietly opened his eyes and looked at Shen Qingqing, who was tired and panting. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, her hair was stained with sweat and stuck to her forehead, her chest was undulating violently, and her lips were dyed crimson. It seemed that she was really tired.
He brushed a touch of sweetness in his heart and snickered to himself, but his face was still drunk. He tilted his head to her shoulder and breathed the pleasant smell of her body.
Shen Qingqing has more headaches. She takes him to the elevator with her arms half in her arms. But I don't know if it's an illusion. She feels that the weight of the person on her body has lightened a lot. It doesn't take much to get him on the elevator.
She leaned on the handrail of the elevator and gasped gently. She stabilized Leng Shaoheng's body with one hand, raised her other arm and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She thought that she finally got this person back!
"Ding!" After the elevator arrived at the designated floor, Shen Qingqing helped him into the door again, and had no time to change his shoes, so she pushed him directly to the sofa to lie down.
She staggered to the refrigerator, opened a bottle of iced coke, drank half a bottle, and then felt alive. Looking at the huge figure lying on her little sofa, she sighed, "you're really my creditor. It's so torture!"
The sofa is only 1.5 meters long, and its ends are up. Shen Qingqing thinks that even if he sleeps on the floor, he will not feel it. In fact, he is very uncomfortable.
His feet are hanging outside, and there is a sofa cushion under his waist. What's more, there is a coke bottle beside his head!
After drinking coke, Shen Qingqing seems to forget his existence. First she goes back to the door to change her shoes, then she goes back to her bedroom to change her household clothes, and then she puts her clothes stained with wine into the washing machine for cleaning.
Leng Shaoheng peeks at her busy figure from the corner of his eyes. He says, "when can this stupid woman think of him?"!
After all this, Shen Qingqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at Leng Shaoheng on the sofa, frowned slightly, and said to herself, "would it be very uncomfortable for you to sleep here for a night?"
Leng Shaoheng is almost mad at her. The corners of her mouth sink unconsciously. Stupid woman, you should try to sleep on the sofa for one night!
She lowered her head again and pondered for a moment. Finally, she came to the sofa and helped Leng Shaoheng up from the sofa. She took him to his bedroom bed and lay him down. Then she took off his shoes and reached for the quilt to cover him.
At this time, she looked at Leng Shaoheng's beautiful sleeping face and found a bag as big as a quail egg on his forehead
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