Divorce injunction, don't make trouble with the president

Chapter 35 Last night, what happened to us?
Blown by the cool wind outside, Mu Shaoting calmed down a lot.

After the temperature of the lifted body gradually cooled down, he still wanted to send her home very gentlemanly.

On the way to help her to the parking lot, he even patted her face and asked where she lived, but she was almost unconscious and didn't know how to answer.

When he asked again, she suddenly pushed him away, stumbled and ran under a tree by the side of the road and vomited.

"vomit……"

Mu Shaoting frowned, and stopped two meters away from her.

She bent over and vomited there for a long time, until he bought water for her, she managed to vomit.

After feeding her the water, she began to chatter restlessly again.

Drunk people are probably so long-winded, she repeated only a few words, scolded him for taking advantage of her, and asked him to hand over his phone.

Mu Shaoting went to pull her and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back!"

"If you don't go back, don't go back, if you don't go back with you, you are all bad guys..."

I really don't know good people!
Mu Shaoting didn't want to talk too much nonsense with her, so he wanted to leave by pulling her away, but this time she just played tricks and hugged the tree trunk with open arms, refusing to leave desperately.

Mu Shaoting was dumbfounded.

He had never seen her drunk before, so he naturally didn't know that this woman was so... rascal!
The two stood still.

However, this was on the side of the road, people passed by from time to time, and people turned their heads to look at them more from time to time. The key point was that Jiang Qingqian was still wearing that maid outfit, which was really eye-catching.

Her small face was pressed against the tree, her hands were tightly hugged, her blurry eyes were half-closed, her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, she was as pure as a high school student.

She was drunk as soon as she saw it, and she kept swearing when she was drunk.

He coaxed her to leave beside him...

This picture could easily make people misunderstand that he was plotting against her.

Mu Shaoting didn't want to get to know a drunk at first, but she gradually used up his patience and his tone became worse by making such a fuss.

"Jiang Qingqian, are you going or not?"

"Don't go, don't go."

Mu Shaoting resisted the urge to slap her unconscious, and continued: "That's good! You just stay here, and if anything happens, it's your own fault, and I won't be responsible!"

She didn't answer, but hugged the tree even tighter.

Mu Shaoting was furious. Seeing her like this, he finally made up his mind and went directly to the parking lot. When driving past her, he tried his best to restrain himself from looking in her direction.

He didn't owe her anything, and whether she died or lived had nothing to do with him.

He soothed himself.

Usually this road is a bit congested, especially at night, but tonight it was exceptionally smooth, and even passed several intersections in a row without encountering a red light.

The road is not blocked.

His heart is blocked!
He stared straight ahead, feeling more and more irritable. After speeding up the car to the highest speed, he slammed on the brakes.

He patted the steering wheel hard, and finally turned the car around.

Back to the original place, the woman is still there!
Only then did his levitating heart slowly return to the original point, and he couldn't lie to himself. After all, he was worried, worried that if she was left alone in this dark street, something would happen to her.

He hates himself like this.

However, I can't bear it.

So, just how cruel is this woman, that she was able to leave him like that without the slightest nostalgia, without even looking back?
He approached her with pain in his heart every step he took.

She finally let go of the tree, fell limply, and leaned against the trunk instead, looking as if she had fallen asleep.

He squatted down, stretched out his hand, and paused a centimeter away from her cheek.

Then, wry smile.

As if he finally realized that he didn't lose to her, but to himself!
With a helpless sigh, he finally picked her up, got into the car, and fastened her seat belt. At the moment when he stared at her peaceful sleeping face, he thought to himself...

Jiang Qingqian, who are you trying to show yourself by putting yourself in such a mess?
All the way home.

his home.

The woman who had been quiet all the way suddenly started to hum and chirp again after entering the door, and she couldn't stop dancing.

Mu Shaoting was annoyed to death by her ghostly appearance.

Help her into the bedroom and throw her on the bed.

He doesn't want to deal with her anymore, everything will wait until she wakes up.

He watched her soft body sink into the bed, just when he was hesitating whether to scrub her, she was about to get up, but she suddenly grabbed his hand...

Gentle strength, dispensable, but he was defeated like a mountain.

look at her.

She suddenly opened her eyes, her long hair was spread on his pillow, her cheeks were flushed, and her forehead was covered with fine sweat, but when she looked at him, that blurred little appearance was not to mention how attractive it was, and Those little hands that are good at making trouble slowly lifted up again...

This time she didn't bother to look for her phone anymore.

Instead, she got closer and closer to him, and finally touched his face directly.

She blinked, as if she was trying very hard to see him clearly, and said drunkenly, "What's going on? Why do I think you...you look like Mu Shaoting, huh, huh..."

Mu Shaoting was stunned for a moment, his voice trembling, "Where does it look like?"

Hearing this, her hand began to move over his face, stroking his eyebrows and eyes little by little, "Here it looks like." Then she moved to his nose and lips, "And here, here... It looks like it everywhere! And...it's just like him, just as bad!"

"Bad?"

He was puzzled, this heartless woman!

Jiang Qingqian turned over uneasily, just facing him, with her pretty face facing his neck, and exhaled a warm breath, "I know...Mu Shaoting, he must hate me...he must be He only treats me so badly if he hates me to death, he deliberately teased me, I knew..."

Mu Shaoting couldn't help laughing, "Why are you kidding me?"

"He... he's necrotic, every time he speaks it's so ugly, and he... disappeared! Xu You said he didn't come for half a month, it's not at all, it's not..."

"..."

Mu Shaoting frowned slightly when he heard that, he couldn't understand what she was talking about with such illogical words.

Jiang Qingqian went on to say: "No... it's seventeen days! I'm gone... If I don't see you, I won't see him. I don't care for him, but... Seventeen days, he's teasing me, why is he so bad, say he won't see you?" It disappeared, so why did you kiss me? I deliberately wanted to see if I was embarrassed...why did you kiss me..."

There was a trace of shock in Mu Shaoting's eyes.

He thought he knew what she was talking about.

Why kiss her?
To tease her?
seventeen days...

She remembered so clearly because... was she waiting for him?
Or, in fact, she also wanted to see him, even if it was only a little bit...

His heart could not be calm for a long time.

Her hands were still touching his face, she opened her eyes to look at him for a while, and closed them again for a while, only her small mouth did not stop, her voice was intermittent, but she kept repeating what she just said. What I said, I pouted over and over again to complain, why did I kiss her...

why?

He asked himself the same question.

But not every question can be entangled with a definite answer.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes seemed to be on fire. When she questioned her for the last time, he finally pulled her wristband to his neck, lowered his head, and blocked her nagging mouth.

The moment he kissed her, Jiang Qingqian let out a low snort, then fell limply into his arms.

She was trapped in the soft quilt, and he turned over and pressed on her soft body.

It's a matter of course!

Mu Shaoting didn't drink tonight, but he felt drunk at this moment. When he was in a daze, he let himself sink like this, and when he was rational, he numb himself. This is what he deserves, and this is what she owes him. of……

he wants!
After he convinced himself that this was not taking advantage of others, he had no intention of stopping.

On the bed, it was in full swing.

Under the bed, the clothes of the two were thrown down one by one, messing up the floor.

At the most critical moment, suddenly——

"vomit……"

Mu Shaoting plundered her red lips, so he felt it as soon as she reacted, and quickly let go of her, and she immediately got up, lay down beside the bed and vomited again.

An unpleasant smell filled the entire bedroom in an instant.

Mu Shaoting's face couldn't be darker.

He stared at the naked back of the woman in front of him, and suddenly wanted to just kill her like this. Is there anything more disappointing for this damned woman than this?

In short, he lost interest immediately.

Got out of bed, found a nightgown to put on, and left the bedroom quickly.

In the bathroom of the second bedroom next door, he took a cold shower most of the night.

That night, some people had no sleep, while others slept until the sun was up.

Jiang Qingqian has never experienced a hangover, so when she wakes up slowly, she can't tell what night is today. This feeling is too strange to her.

She rubbed her swollen head and sat up from the bed holding the quilt.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes.

For an instant, I was stunned.

She is no stranger to this place.

But isn't this Mu Shaoting's bedroom?Why is she here?And also...

She stared blankly, slowly lifted the quilt, looked down in despair, "Ah—"

Early in the morning, it was not a very pleasant thing to have such a piercing sound in my own home. Mu Shaoting heard it outside and knocked on the door.

"Damn it, you're called Hun'er? Put on your clothes and get out!"

With such an aggressive tone, Jiang Qingqian didn't even dare to scream. She tried hard to recall what happened last night, but felt a splitting headache.

However, her naked body was completely naked.

There are also suspicious marks on the chest.

Also, it was even more of a mess under the bed, all the clothes on the ground were tangled together, including the most intimate clothes, including hers and his...

This situation just shows that something must have happened last night.

After she had done enough mental construction, she picked up the maid outfit and put it on, and after a while, she had the courage to open the bedroom door.

In the living room, Mu Shaoting sat on the sofa with a dark face, as if he was waiting for her specially.

Jiang Qingqian wanted to make herself look more natural, but when she pinched the short skirt, she still spoke subconsciously.

"That... us, nothing happened last night, right?"

"What do you say?"

He didn't answer the question instead, which made Jiang Qingqian even more desperate.

She said, if she knew, what would he do?
(End of this chapter)