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After washing his face with cold water in the washroom, he finally felt better. The wine here tasted very good, as if he was drinking a beverage. However, the aftereffects of the wine were sufficient. She discovered that she had been duped by Director Yu. That man definitely had no good intentions.

In order to get rid of him, Ling Mengzhu stayed in the bathroom for a long time. The alcohol was fermenting in her body, and she became more and more dizzy. Just as she didn't know what to do, a waiter walked in. Seeing Ling Mengzhu leaning on the sink, he immediately walked over to support her and asked with concern, "Miss Ling, are you alright? Mr Yu is worried about you. He told me to come in and take a look. "

F * * k! This god of pests had not left yet! And even had the waiter come in to look for him? It was true that she was very concerned about him. Ling Mengzhu gnashed her teeth as she reached out for the waiter to help her out. Mr Yu was waiting outside the washroom.

Upon seeing Ling Mengzhu, he hurriedly came over and took her away from the waiter. Then, he embraced her with his big fat hands. It made her want to puke to death, but her limbs were weak, and her vision was blurry, so she didn't even have the strength to struggle. He could only endure the disgusting feeling as he struggled in his arms.

"Miss Ling, are you alright?" Director Yu asked with concern, his hands restlessly moving upwards.

Ling Mengzhu shook her head, and leaned against him in disappointment. She really didn't have the courage to stand up on her own.

Director Yu was elated, and asked tentatively, "Miss Ling, how about I send you to the guest room upstairs to rest?"

What a guy, he finally opened his mouth!

Ling Mengzhu charmingly smiled, and then suddenly took the initiative to wrap her hands around her neck and delicately said, "The guest room is too dirty, why don't you come to my house? There's no one in my house …" It's also clean, what do you think? "

With such a straightforward and gorgeous invitation already sent out, if he didn't go, then he really wouldn't be a man anymore. Director Yu was obviously overjoyed. He turned around and supported her to the door of the bar. It was as if he wished he could fly.

Director Yu helped Ling Meng Zhu into the carriage, and circled around to the other side before stepping on the throttle and heading towards the western sea area.

Ling Mengzhu leaned back in her chair and stared fixedly at the neon lights outside the window, dazzling everyone with her colorful eyes. She really wanted to sleep, but since she was sitting next to a big pervert, she could only force open her eyes and try her best to stay awake.

Finally, they arrived at the western sea area. Director Yu carried Ling Mengzhu into the elevator and walked towards the number given by Ling Mengzhu.

"Is it here?" Director Yu asked one red door after another.

Ling Mengzhan glanced at it and nodded, "Yes …" Director Yu. " Before she took out the key, she pressed the doorbell. As Director Yu was wondering why she was ringing, the door suddenly opened and a handsome, tall figure appeared in front of the two of them.

Chief Yu, who was carrying the Ling Meng Pearl, stiffened. He looked at Long Zhenghao in astonishment, and then asked involuntarily, "Miss Ling, didn't you say that there was no one in your house? Could it be that we went through the wrong door? "

Ling Mengzhan's eyes couldn't hide the smile in her eyes as she said in a slurred voice, "Don't mind it, Director Yu. My husband can't do anything to you, he won't have any hostility towards you. Just treat him as transparent and let's play with ourselves …"

Cold sweat dripped down from Director Yu's forehead. Even if he was inhumane, he was still a real man! Just by looking at the man's eyes, she was already scary enough, yet she thought he was transparent? He really couldn't do that.

"Want to play?" "Come in." The corner of Long Zhenghao's mouth raised into a smile as he moved aside to signal for Director Yu to go in.

How could Director Yu dare to enter? With a change of expression, he placed the Ling Dreamy Pearl onto the table and chuckled dryly, "Miss Ling is drunk. I've brought her back. If there's nothing else, I'll head back first. Miss Ling, we'll meet again another day."

With that, she turned around and fled in the direction of the elevator. Ling Mengzhu leaned into Long Zhenghao's embrace and waved at Director Yu's back, "Director Yu, don't go …" Didn't you say that you'll accompany me tonight? "

He felt that his tone was too cheerful, so he restrained himself and said sorrowfully, "Director Yu …" "Don't go …"

As if the wind was blowing under his feet, Director Yu instantly disappeared from the corridor. Ling Mengzhan shook the arm she called out to him and finally hung it down, mumbling indistinctly: "You want to eat this lady's tofu …" "Let's see what you are."

After saying that, he laughed foolishly. Laughing in Long Zhenghao's arms, his taut nerves finally relaxed.

Long Zhenghao held her in one hand and closed the door with the other. He looked down at her and reproached, "Don't you have any principles for being a person when a girl drinks so late?"

Her face was in his arms, and he could even breathe in the air that came out of her nose, the familiar air …

Ling Meng Zhu seemed to be unsatisfied with his criticism. With great difficulty, she opened her seeping eyes and looked at him, muttering, "If I had no principles …" I'll just get a room with him... There's no helping it, work is like this, who asked us to be poor workers? Who told us to go around looking at people's faces and live...? I don't want to drink... But if I don't drink, he won't sign the contract. That stinking man... "His wife is still sitting in her seat …"

Her voice was very soft, so ashamed that she couldn't hear it anymore, and fell asleep shamelessly in Long Zhenghao's arms.

Long Zhenghao lowered his head and looked at her small face. After a long time, he picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. His wounds had not completely healed, and the pain from this effort nearly caused both of them to fall to the ground.

Long Zhenghao gritted his teeth as he carried her into the room. He put her on the bed and straightened his back as he quickly looked around. He then went to the window and closed the curtain. He turned the air conditioner to a moderate temperature and returned to her, but he did not leave. Instead, he stood in front of her bed and stared intently at her face. It was only when she was asleep that he dared look at her like that.

This time, Long Zhenghao was looking at her out of curiosity. He had always been trying to find something similar to Lin Mu Fan from her body, but he never had the chance. Now that Ling Meng Pearl had finally gotten drunk, he could finally take a good look.

Just now, she had just scolded that Director Yu. If it was his turn to look at her now, wouldn't she be the same person as Director Yu? That stinking man with her mouth!

Finally, unable to resist the urge to know the truth, he carefully sat down on the edge of the bed, pinched the buttons of her shirt with his long fingers, and undid them one by one as they passed by. It revealed her fair and exquisite skin, as well as the mole in the middle of her chest that was too ugly for her to bear.

It wasn't that Long Zhenghao hadn't seen a woman's body, but at this moment, he felt like a thief, like a little boy stealing food for the first time. His heart was beating rapidly, as if it was going to burst out from his throat.

His gaze was fixated on that fleshy mole. He thought back to how Lin Mofan had always been unwilling to be this open with him. Even an excuse like that had to do with having a fleshy mole on his chest. Although he repeated that he didn't mind, it was pretty good.

The room was air-conditioned, and a cold feeling assaulted Ling Mengzhu's chest. After a moment of shock, she instinctively placed her palm on her chest. Long Zhenghao didn't expect her to suddenly make a move. He wasn't fast enough and was caught red-handed.

Ling Mengzhan grasped a large palm that should have belonged to a man. Her heart thumped, and she instantly woke up. The shadow that Director Yu had left for her just now made her extremely sensitive to this sort of aggression, allowing her to wake up extremely quickly.

Four eyes met, and Ling Mengzhan's face turned green as she stared at the handsome face in front of her in astonishment. The guilty Long Zhenghao was naturally embarrassed as he quickly retracted his hand. He looked around and said, "Your clothes are dirty. Change yourself."

After saying that, she stood up and prepared to escape. Ling Meng Zhu who was just sleeping suddenly sat up, staring at his back angrily and shouted: "Long Zhenghao! Stop right there! You want to run?! "

Long Zhenghao was frightened as he stood on the spot and turned around. His gaze landed on her face, and then he shifted his gaze downwards, with the Ling Dream Pearl following his gaze. Then a scream escaped her mouth, and her hands quickly pulled at the open shirt. Anger was written all over her face, and of course, more shame.

"You … You pervert! " In a moment of desperation, Ling Mengzhu cursed, "Men aren't even good people. I thought you were more of a gentleman than that Yu guy. I didn't expect you to be the same kind as him!"

"Don't compare me to him!" Long Zhenghao interrupted her angrily. She actually compared him to that kind of man?

"Why can't we compete? Otherwise, why did you strip my clothes for? " Embarrassed, Ling Mengzhu did not even bother to think if he was going to do that to her. Her brain had already been burnt by the heat, and she only wanted to find a topic to cover up her embarrassment.

"Tell me!" Once Ling Meng Pearl gained the upper hand, she began to press forward.

Long Zhenghao was forced into a corner and had no choice but to answer honestly, "I think you're very similar to Mu Fan."

Mu Fan? Ling Mengzhu was slightly surprised. Of course she knew who Mu Fan was, but she just didn't think that he would say such a thing.

"This... Does it have anything to do with stripping clothes? " Ling Mengzhu was still glaring at him.

"Yes." Long Zhenghao suddenly came in front of her and pressed her back onto the bed with one hand. He moved his hand all the way down and placed it on her waist as he gently twirled it with his fingertip, "Not only is there a mole on Mu Fan's chest, but there is also a scar the size of a fingernail. It was left behind from him accidentally falling down from a tree when he was young."

His palm continued to move downwards, landing on her arm. Ling Meng Zhu frantically rolled out from under his grasp. He shouted in a flustered and exasperated tone, "Stop messing around here and get out of here! "Get out!"

Long Zhenghao's palm froze in the air as he looked at her and nodded his head: "Sorry." She turned and walked out, closing the door behind her.