To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 3 It's his car that vomited
It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening when the party ended, the waiters had already entered the box to clear the room, and everyone left in groups.

Wen Liang was staggeringly led by Qiao Mumu, facing the cool night wind, walked to the door of the hotel. When going down the steps, the high heels she was stepping on staggered, and she fell crookedly forward.

"Hey hey!" Qiao Mumu hurriedly supported her, "Slow down!"

Wen Liang shook his head in confusion, and just about to say 'I'm fine', the nausea that rolled over his stomach immediately swept over him.

"Ugh!" When she stepped down the last step, she couldn't hold back, and before she could cover her mouth, she spat out the wine stains in her stomach.

Caught off guard, he vomited on a luxury car parked in front of the steps.

On the silver limited edition Bugatti, yellow gall water spread down from the car window, dripping down the tires all the way to the ground.

Qiao Mumu's eyes widened. Even though she didn't know much about cars, she knew that the owner of this car was either rich or expensive by looking at the model of this car and the five eye-catching '5's on the license plate.

Ruined!This is a luxury car!
"Wen Liang Wen Liang!" She shook the person beside her vigorously, "You have caused trouble! You have caused trouble! This car is worth tens of millions, right?"

"Ouch!" Wen Liang was even more dizzy after being shaken by her like that, the filth and acidic water sprayed out from his mouth had already vomited Yin Che into a mess.

"..."

Qiao Mumu was confused, wishing to bite off her tongue.

"My God! Bugatti! Luxury car!" Among the crowd, a well-informed girl exclaimed.

"If the owner of this car comes here, he will probably be mad? He will pay tens of thousands of yuan, right?"

Mu Jinse's footsteps just stopped, she was holding a delicate handbag, and she turned her cold eyes, "I don't know which unlucky car owner met you...heh..."

Wen Liang didn't seem to hear these idle words, but she felt that she was about to vomit out her internal organs, which was so uncomfortable.

If she knew it was so painful, she really shouldn't be able to drink so much wine!

Just when she thought that she was about to pass out, in a trance, a voice as cold as ice broke into the noise of the crowd——

"Give you three seconds to get out of my car."

Everyone turned around in surprise, and saw a man with a stern face standing not far away, his eyes seemed to have a cold arrogance, and his voice was filled with natural coldness and arrogance.

"Huo... Young Master?" A woman murmured.

"Dong Ming?" Mu Jin frowned.

Everyone suddenly opened their eyes wide, with different expressions.

The car that was smeared by Wen Liang's spit belongs to Huo Dongming?

Mu Jinse had an incredulous look on his face, wishing he could slap himself hard.

"Heh...hehehehe..." Qiao Mumu wanted to cry, especially since she had to support this drunk master.

Seeing Huo Dongming approaching now, there was a hint of crying in her voice, "Huo... Senior Colonel... I'm so sorry, Wen Liang didn't do it on purpose, she..."

"Hmm... don't be noisy!" Wen Liang wiped the corners of her mouth and smirked, "Hey, Mu Mu, call a car for me, I want to go home... Go back..."

Suddenly his feet went limp, and his unsteady body slipped subconsciously.

Qiao Mumu was so frightened that she reached out to grab the slender wrist, but someone was faster than her, supporting her slender waist, the strength of the arm hooked her into her arms, and almost slammed her head into a hard wall of flesh .

"Ah... it hurts..." She was so dizzy that she couldn't figure out what to do, and her hands were groping around the chest of the man in front of her. Huo Dongming's resolute face became more and more gloomy, and his eyes were terribly cold.

Wen Liang, do you also know it hurts?
(End of this chapter)