Chapter 779

A slap to the back of his head.

Snapped.

Pei Sanshao's head was buckled on the bar, and there was a dull pain in the back of his head.

He groaned, just about to resist|resist|evil|forces, when he raised his head, how could there be any traces of Young Master Chu and Yan Baozi?

Everyone is gone!
"Hmm... Where's the person?" Pei Sanshao propped his head on his hands in a daze, and looked around for a while.

did not find.

Forget it, give up.

While drinking, Dong Yuheng pretended to ask casually, "What happened to Ajin and Yan Yiren, did they quarrel?"

"Hmm... Mmm." Pei Sanshao's head began to feel dizzy when the alcohol got on him.

"Why are you arguing?"

"It's not...it's not Shui Lanzhi."

"Oh?" Dong Yuheng showed great interest, but he was still patient and persuasive, "What did Shui Lanzhi do to make the two of them quarrel?"

thump.

Hitting his head on the bar, Pei Sanshao passed out drunk.

Dong Yuheng pushed him, but there was no response, he was dead drunk.

Putting down the wine glass and rubbing his forehead, Dong Yuheng raised his hand and summoned the bartender, "Pay the bill."

After paying the bill, Dong Yuheng had no choice but to pay the smelly drunk to the bar, stuff him into his car, and send him to the hotel.

…………

The RV drove steadily towards the presidential palace.

Inside the car, the partition has been raised, and Young Master Chu is holding a drunken alcoholic in his arms.

It happened that this alcoholic was restless when he was drunk, and kept wriggling around, which really challenged Master Chu's endurance.

He held her down again and again, telling her not to move. How can a drunk person listen to her?
No consciousness at all, let alone self-control.

Yan Baozi sat on his lap and leaned against his arms. This position was very uncomfortable and uncomfortable. She frowned and kept twisting.

"Yan Baozi, you are enough, don't move anymore!" Young Master Chu was annoyed, and slapped her hips with one hand.

Snapped.

That upturned|buttocks bounced elastically.

"Well... bastard."

"You can still swear when you're drunk, I think you're out of control." Young Master Chu gave her another slap.

The strength is exactly the same as before, and it is not too heavy.

Unexpectedly, Yan Baozi, who closed his eyes and looked miserable, burst into tears.

At first, Young Master Chu suspected that she was crying fake, but...he didn't realize it until the tears rolled down his face and hit the back of his hand.

This little woman is crying!
Bowing his head, he raised his hand and kept wiping away her tears with his fingertips. His voice was as gentle as water, even he didn't know it, "What's wrong? Did it hurt? Don't cry, don't cry, Yi Ren is good."

Yan Baozi was still crying, moaning and crying, tears falling down.

Young Master Chu was very annoyed and blamed himself for hitting her just now.

You shouldn't be serious with a tantrum-drunk little woman like her.

However, at this moment, her tears seemed to be opened, and she couldn't stop them.

Seeing him worried, he took out a handkerchief, gently wiped her tears, and lightly kissed her face, eyes, and soft eyelids from time to time.

"Yiren, don't cry anymore, it hurts my heart." Young Master Chu sighed and hugged her even tighter.

Leaning her head against his neck, he gently patted her back with one hand, coaxing, "Sleep, sleep peacefully."

After crying, Yan Baozi was quiet for a while, it seemed that his coaxing really worked.

The good times don't last long...

The little woman who had been quiet for a while, suddenly struggled again. She kept breaking his arms and wanted to go out.

(End of this chapter)

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