Seriously ill, handsome man, I covered it

Chapter 17 Poisoned by Zhan Nanxiao

"Don't worry, I won't charge you money. I've seen Ning Jiao upset a long time ago. In the future, if there is any business to blackmail her, I will give you full power. I will give you a [-]% discount."

"Okay." Ning Chujin agreed wholeheartedly.

She never minded taking advantage of what came to her.

After hanging up the phone, she opened the drawer and found a small black gold gift box inside.

She remembered that she took out the exclusive mobile phone card that Zhan Nanxiao gave her, and put it in it.

The black gold gift box was covered with a layer of light gray.

Ning Chujin's fingertips covered it, and the fingerprints faintly faded away.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she was determined in her heart: From now on, she will pick up the happiness he gave little by little.

This is her silent promise to him!

With a light swipe of the fingertips, the black gold gift box opened, and there was a golden mobile phone card lying inside.

She still remembered that at the beginning, Ying Yiyan introduced this card like a chicken blood.

To sum it up in one sentence: This card belongs to her and Zhan Nanxiao exclusively, and it is connected with a single line.

In short, no one can call this number except Zhan Nanxiao, and no one can contact her except Zhan Nanxiao.

My feeling at the time was: Crazy, is this still called a mobile phone card?What is the difference between a native phone connected to two cups?
Ning Chujin took apart the phone, inserted the card into the empty card slot, and buckled it.

Tried to dial a number, but really couldn't.

Not knowing what this guy did, she pursed her lips and dialed Zhan Nanxiao's cell phone number.

pass--

It's really a single-line connection!

……

She felt inexplicably nervous, she hadn't figured out what to say to him yet.

Thinking of the scene of him taking off her high heels, rubbing her feet, and preparing running shoes for her, the tension in Ning Chujin's heart increased for no reason.

A blush crept up her little face.

So hot, so hot.

She reached out and rubbed her cheek vigorously, her breathing became heavy.

The phone rang for a long time, and finally someone picked it up, "Hello." The male's hoarse voice came with a bit of drunken confusion.

stamp--

Ning Chujin pressed the hang up button in a very useless manner.

Holding the phone in both hands and pressing it against his chest, he felt like his heart was about to pop out of his throat.

This feeling is really amazing.

She never knew that she, who has always been careless, would have such a moment of blushing and heartbeat.

Probably, he was poisoned by Zhan Nanxiao?
Ning Chujin pulled off the quilt shyly, covered her head, and rolled around on the bed like a child.

Soon I wrapped myself into rice dumplings.

Looking at herself who looked like a chrysalis before breaking out of its cocoon and becoming a butterfly, Ning Chujin felt inexplicably that she really looked like a second idiot who went crazy over Zhan Nanxiao.

But she likes it.

Ning Chujin got her little head out of the bed, staring at the dark phone screen with her big black eyes, waiting for the moment when it would light up.

Fragrant Metropolis.

The black gold VIP box is splendid and extravagant.

Zhan Nanxiao was lying on his back on the sofa, his legs resting on the coffee table, and his eyes were lazily closed.

On the coffee table in front of him, empty wine bottles were scattered all over.

The mobile phone was thrown in the corner of the sofa.

It looks like he drank too much.

Ying Yiyan lay dead on the opposite sofa, staring helplessly at the colorful lights spinning on the ceiling, his heart was bleeding.

Anan, a scumbag, agreed to spend a night of drunken life with him, but when he came, he just dragged him to drink.

Just as he wanted to hug the girl he called, he was dragged over to toast, and just as he wanted to hug, he was grabbed to toast again.

After going back and forth dozens of times like this, Ying Yiyan drank and fell down.

So the beauties number seven and eight he called all became the background boards in this huge box.

(End of this chapter)