Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft heroine is pampered by the group in the plane

"He calls you Ruan Ruan, so I can call you Ruan Ruan, too." Zhou Mingyu hooked his hand and looked at her with a smile, "He likes you very much and wants to confess to you."

"You're drunk." Su Zhiruan used busyness to cover up her panic, but when she put the bottle on the ground, she thought again, why was she panicking?

"You say I'm drunk, so I'm drunk," Zhou Mingyu said sideways, his voice soft. His sleeves were rolled up, his wrist bones were curved gracefully, and the mechanical watch on his wrist was ticking. "He's drunk." Now, I can confess my feelings to you and tell you my love, but what can I do if I'm drunk?"

"You said you were drunk. Do you have any evidence?" Su Zhiruan deliberately teased him, and she moved closer. "A truly drunk person cannot say such logical things. Mr. Zhou, then you..."

"If that's the case, then I won't say anything." He suddenly laughed, like a fox demon who has practiced for thousands of years, so touching and seductive, "Then you can feel it too, my Ruan Ruan..."

Halfway through his words, when his voice finally disappeared, he lost his voice in the intertwined breath.

"There's someone!" Su Zhiruan broke away.

She didn't expect this man to be so bold.

Sitting across from him was Song Lianqing, and Su's father had fallen asleep on the other side. This was still in the Su family, and even Su's mother didn't know when she would come down.

"I am jealous."

Zhou Mingyu just held her down. After a kiss, he let go of Su Zhiruan, looked into her eyes, and spoke quietly.

Jealous?

It was said by Zhou Mingyu himself.

"Why are you jealous?" Su Zhiruan looked at Young Master Song who was sleeping across from him, "Because of him?"

"Yeah." Zhou Mingyu lowered his eyes.

Perhaps it was also the effect of alcohol. Even though he had a good drinking capacity, he really wanted to tell Su Zhiruan his true thoughts. He was just jealous and felt unhappy.

"If I had come a little later, he should be the one confessing my love today. Your childhood sweethearts will naturally have a deeper relationship," Zhou Mingyu said dullly. He looked at Su's father again, "My uncle and aunt should like him more. The childhood sweethearts who grew up in front of me are naturally more suitable to be their son-in-law than me."

After Su Zhiruan finished listening, he even felt that the man in front of him was already in a sea of ​​jealousy! Every word he said was like green tea.

This is what Su Zhiruan really thinks now.

Although ridiculous, it actually happened!
The Crown Prince of Jinghua, who was usually cold and indifferent, as if he had escaped from the mortal world, now showed weakness to her with red eyes and sour eyes.

The contrast was so great, it was like a dream.

"Shall I take you to rest?" Su Zhiruan asked tentatively, "You should be fine tomorrow if you take a nap."

"Okay." The man nodded obediently.

Su Zhiruan helped him go upstairs. Zhou Mingyu was not conscious, but after being drunk, he was more obedient. He could obey everyone's instructions to lift his feet or go upstairs.

Her room was on the second floor, with a guest room on the left and right. The guest room closest to the stairs became her target.

Su Zhiruan opened the door and helped Zhou Mingyu in.

There was no light on in the guest room, only the clear light of the moon shone down in front of the window.

The three men had been drinking for a long time, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Su Zhiruan took out the quilt from the cabinet and was about to let Zhou Mingyu go up and have a rest.

But at this moment——

In the past, Zhou Mingyu, the prince of the Beijing circle who was as indifferent as the world and who was rumored to have never been a womanizer, knelt on one knee on the corner of the bed and pressed down on her, letting her fall on the spread quilt. "Zhou Mingyu!" She stretched out her hand to push him away.

This is at the Su family! Her parents are here too!
But Zhou Mingyu's eyes at this time were extremely aggressive. As she reached out her hand, Zhou Mingyu kissed her and sealed her mouth that she wanted to continue talking.

The fingers kept going down, lifting up the corners of her clothes, and finally went up her waist.

There is a huge disparity in strength between men and women, and Zhou Mingyu insists on exercising every day, so he is very strong.

The person underneath him was fragrant and soft, and he was still the one he liked. As long as he was a normal man, he couldn't refuse her, and Zhou Mingyu was no exception.

In that instant, he lifted the buttons of her clothes and took off the steel ring.

He stroked it with his backhand.

The night is dark.

Even the shadow of the moon seemed to be covered, the room was dark, and countless small sounds were infinitely amplified.

After Su Zhiruan opened the door and walked out in vain, he suddenly felt that he had made a wrong decision.

He, Song Lianqing, and Su's father should be allowed to sleep directly on the dining table! !

Zhou Mingyu didn't make it to the end, but apart from this, he had already done a good job.

On the surface, this man is the crown prince of Beijing, a son of Buddha in the world, and the eldest son of a family that practices asceticism in the Qing Dynasty.

But just now, she realized that this man was clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing!

Covering the pink marks on her neck, she went back to find two band-aids and put them on. The lighter ones were covered with foundation, and the heavier ones that couldn't be covered up were put on one.

After doing this, she packed up and got ready for bed.

*
Early the next morning.

Zhou Mingyu has a habit of getting up early all year round. Even if he is drunk, his biological clock still tells him that it is time to wake up.

After he sat up, the fragmented memories of yesterday were gradually restored. Looking at the mess on the ground, he thought thoughtfully, and then got up and cleaned the guest room.

Su's father and Su's mother also drank. They haven't gotten up yet. As for Song Lianqing, he had disappeared early in the morning.

Su Zhiruan was still sleeping, and Zhou Mingyu thought about letting her sleep a little longer, so he left directly.

He got into the car. When the driver saw him coming, he quickly sat up and said, "Mr. Zhou! Why didn't you come out yesterday?"

"I stayed overnight yesterday," Zhou Mingyu said, and then opened a lot of newly received emails on his tablet. After briefly browsing a few times, he closed the tablet again and pinched his eyebrows tiredly, "Go back to the outskirts of Beijing first. My morning schedule was arranged for me."

"Okay Mr. Zhou." The driver took note of his every word carefully.

He was not only a driver, but also a secretary. Zhou Mingyu gave instructions here and he went to the company to convey them.

After saying that, the driver sped past in his car.

*
In the next few days, Su Zhiruan lived a relatively leisurely life. He went shopping with Miss Mu and Miss Jiang, chatted with Zhou Mingyu on WeChat, and explained to Su's father and mother how they met Zhou Mingyu...

On this day, Su Zhiruan was walking on the street and accidentally saw Jiang Beiyu, whom he hadn't seen for a few days. He was followed by a woman who looked very similar to him. The woman looked to be over fifty, with black and white hair. Mixed, his body stooped, and when he occasionally looked at people, there was a hint of calculation in his eyes.

"Silly boy, the child is gone, and even the money is gone! This is great!" The woman patted Jiang Beiyu and yelled at him in a low voice.