Chapter 1196

Zhao Jian's mouth flicked. Unexpectedly, he even lit up the skill of complaining when he was drunk. She hummed: "if you don't come to drink, she won't have a chance to touch you!"

She pulled out her handkerchief to help him hold down the wound and looked at the security guard on duty at the door, "can you drive?"

The security guard rushed over and took Zhao Jian's key to drive. After a while, he drove over, and Zhao Jian helped Ji Rufeng into the back seat.

Ji Rufeng groaned. She didn't know whether she was drunk or not. She even became coquettish. She took Zhao Jian's hand and began to talk again. "Do you love me or not? Do you love me? Do you let others take advantage of me?"

He didn't speak very well and scared the security guard to shake the car.

Zhao Jian looked up at the security guard, pressed his head and used a little strength, the season such as wind pain of Ao, Wei Qu Baba looked at her, "you don't love me."

Screw you!

Zhao Jian almost kicked him down. Sure enough, she couldn't talk to the drunkard well.

After tossing around from the hospital, when she got home, it was almost dawn. Zhao Jian took out a few large tickets from her wallet and gave them to the security guard. Then she helped Ji Rufeng to go upstairs.

Ji Rufeng has been sleeping on the road for a short time, and is finally dragged home by Zhao Jianlian. As a result, one foot is unstable, and two people fall to the ground at the same time.

But it's much better at home than outside. The carpet is so thick that it doesn't hurt to fall on the ground.

Zhao Jian is busy getting up to watch Ji Rufeng, but she is suddenly crushed by someone. The drunk man is dead on her, and one hand has instinctively started to pull her clothes.

Zhao Jian quickly pushed him, "it's not closed yet!"

However, the drunk man couldn't hear anything and kept pulling at her.

Zhao Jian couldn't bear it. She gave him a push and pushed him away. She got up and went to close the door. As soon as she brought the door, the man lay on his back and inhaled in pain.

Zhao Jian hurriedly bent over to help him, "does it hurt?"

"Pain..." It's a real grievance.

She couldn't help but feel distressed. He just wanted to make out with her. When he was drunk, he said it well. Why did he have to use this way?

"I'll rub it, and it won't hurt." Fingertips fall on the back of his head wrapped in gauze position, Zhao Jian is about to start, but a man looked up, "kiss."

“！！！”

Zhao Jian stares at him, but Ji Rufeng is not afraid of her at all. When she doesn't move, she pulls her waist to her arms. Pressing her is a fierce kiss.

However, this kiss is over fire, Zhao Jian's skirt was directly torn from the neckline, torn a shabby!

"Ji Rufeng!" When he pushed in regardless, Zhao Jian breathed in.

He knelt down in the middle of her and stopped.

Zhao Jian took a deep breath, endured the pain, but felt that he retreated silently.

Slightly a pick eyebrow, but may to his face grievance.

Damn, he's wronged!

It's her who should cry!

"You're not happy with me." He said pitifully.

Zhao Jian

"You're happy with that Banshee." He complained.

People Demon?

Shit, isn't that seven?

"Seven is not."

"You defend him."

“……”

"You don't believe me."

“……”

"You still blame me."

“……”

Zhao Jian felt that she had picked up a son to come back, which was a poor little stray dog model.

"I didn't want to punish Xu'er. Why don't you forgive me?"

Zhao Jian's mouth is curled. It has nothing to do with Xu'er, OK?

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