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It was gently placed in the car.

Drunk hazy Mu Qiqi played a drunken crazy.

I'm going to find sun Zhenzhen for a while, and I'm going to pick up my grandfather's painting.

Not for a moment.

This can make Mo yanjue also sad.

Gently pressed her in his arms, stained with lust of the eyes, tightly staring at her.

The ruddy and charming lips after drinking wine made him want to stick them up.

"Well, really, don't make a fuss. I told you, I saw my grandfather's painting in the corridor just now ···"

"how can my grandfather's painting appear here?"

Mu Qiqi is completely drunk, drunk to the side of her arm as sun Zhenzhen.

This forced someone who wanted to do something bad had to stop and listen to her vague words.

After listening for a long time, Mo yanjue finally understood. He said that the stupid woman had seen her grandfather's painting in the corridor of the bar?

He frowned fiercely, isn't it a painting?

As for crying?

What bothers him most is that women cry, not to mention a drunk woman.

I can't hear anything. It's even more worrying.

"Well, I see. I'll make it clear for you tomorrow, and then I'll get it back." Mo Yan Jue frowned and said with some impatience.

Listen to this, nest in his arms of the little woman quiet down, slowly turned to face, directed at hey hey silly.

The next second's action directly scared him.

The stupid woman even put her hands on his cheek and looked at him with a smile, "I really love you, don't you?"

Baji gave him a kiss on the mouth, and then he leaned on his arms and murmured, "great, really, I'm so lucky to have a friend like you ····"

Mo yanjue was stunned for a moment, and then gently raised the corner of his mouth.

Although the stupid woman regarded him as her friend, he was very happy.

It's a wonderful feeling to be kissed by her for the first time.

In this way, it is not all bad for her to be drunk, but also good for her.

Watching her doze to sleep in the past, his mouth smile deeper.

Gently stroked her soft hair, sexy thin lips gently pasted on her forehead, then gently laid her down on the seat, and then reluctantly sat in the driver's seat. Driving in the direction of the manor.

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in the morning.

Warm sunlight came into the room through the Pink Tulle curtains.

The man on the bed frowned, looked a little ugly, and slowly opened his eyes.

The eye is familiar with the room, familiar decoration.

Mu Qiqi instant some square.

Didn't sun Zhenzhen drag her to the bar last night?

How did you get back to the manor?

The next second immediately opened the quilt to have a look at their own clothes, and not at ease also opened the silk pajamas to have a look.

She was relieved to make sure that nothing out of the ordinary had happened last night.

She got out of bed barefoot and was bending over to put on her shoes. She accidentally saw the paintings placed on the bed of the imperial concubine.

Her brain was in a daze for three seconds. She didn't have time to wear her shoes. She ran barefoot to the paintings on the bed of the imperial concubine.

Grandfather's painting?

She seemed to have seen it in the corridor of the bar last night. Why, why did she come back all night?

Did she get it back drunk?

The idea of Muqi is so bold.

If she really snatched it back, wouldn't the police be looking for it in a moment?

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