The boss has been plotting against me for a long time

Chapter 294 Deep Jealousy

However, he thought in his heart that as a policeman, he should serve the people!
So he endured it!
Endure her vomiting and clean her up.

After the wife next door cleaned up her body, he planned to put Song Qiaoya on the sofa to sleep.

He didn't have the idea that girls should sleep in bed at all.

He is not.

But Song Qiaoya.

For the matter of him asking her to sleep on the sofa, she quarreled with him from the beginning to the end.

Crying, yelling, and beating on the sofa, he cried out his crimes, saying that he had no morality, no compassion, no... compassion.Let her sleep on the sofa.

So, later, she ran to his room by herself, fell asleep beside his bed, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.I can't drive him away, I have to stay on his bed.

She also said that his bed smells good and smells like him. She said a series of ambiguous and unpleasant words.

Song Yiliang was completely confused and didn't know what she was talking about. If it wasn't for the relationship between her and him, if it wasn't for her profession being a star, he really thought she was confessing to him!
confession?

Ah……

This absurd idea was quickly eliminated from his mind.

He was still being teased by Song Qiaoya and couldn't sleep all night.

But she is such a goddess, she is so annoying after being drunk...

Song Yiliang's dislike for Song Qiaoya deepened.

Fortunately, Song Qiaoya was drunk, so she couldn't remember what happened yesterday, otherwise she would bite her tongue and kill herself now!
Song Qiaoya blushed in embarrassment when she heard Song Yiliang's disgusting words come out of his pretty thin lips.

I didn't expect her to be... so shameless!And vomited.

God!Stab her with a sword!She has no face to live anymore, how can she be so ashamed?
The corner of Song Qiaoya's mouth twitched, she looked at him blankly, and asked in a low voice, "Then, I didn't spit on you, did I?"

Song Yiliang raised his eyebrows, his eyes were deep, "What do you think?"

Song Qiaoya bit her lip, her face turned red from embarrassment, she felt extremely remorseful!
Ah ah ah ah ah!What a shame!

Now she didn't dare to ask him if she was drunk and crazy, because she was afraid that the impulse that would make her want to jump into the Yangtze River would be revealed from his cold lips.

She stood there, not daring to take any step.

She wanted to look at Song Yiliang again, so she only dared to secretly look at Song Yiliang with her eyelashes slightly raised, but did not dare to look into his eyes openly.

She pursed her lips, mustering up the courage to think about whether to say a few words to him, she bit her pink lips, her voice was a little unclear, "Well, Song Yiliang..."

But before she could finish her small words, Song Yiliang yelled at the connected mobile phone furiously: "Xue Qiqi!"

She was startled suddenly.

She pursed her lips to dissipate the bitterness in her heart...

Xue Qiqi...

She was shocked.

It's that woman again!

She subconsciously raised her head and looked at Song Yiliang blankly. That expression was obviously angry, but there was some joy in that expression, which was excitement.

That kind of joy, that kind of excitement, that kind of happiness is something he has never shown to himself.

Thinking of this, she frowned, and her bitter heart turned into pain in a second.

The pain in the heart was severe, and she could already feel traces of blood flowing in the heart.

(End of this chapter)