Qiao Jing also subconsciously caught Zhan Qi Pei, and for a moment, the strong smell of alcohol blended with the smell of shower gel on Qiao Jing's body.
Qiao Jing supported Zhan Qi Pei and planned to walk to his room, and asked, "Why do you drink so much?"
"Well..." A trace of clarity flashed through Zhan Qipei's drunken eyes.
Qiao Jing didn't say anything. He helped Zhan Qipei walk to his room. When he tried to open the door lock, he found that it was stuck.
The door lock made two clicks but did not move at all. Qiao Jing blinked and asked, "Is it broken?"
Zhan Qipei hung on Qiao Jing, holding her shoulders with both hands and saying nothing.
Qiao Jing hesitated for a while, then took Zhan Qi Pei back to his room, put him on the bed, and prepared to go out and sleep on the sofa.
A big hand held the slender wrist, pulling the person into his arms. A low voice sounded in Qiao Jing's ears, "Where are you going? The bed is here."
Zhan Qipei pressed his other hand on Qiao Jing's waist, preventing him from leaving.
Qiao Jing clearly felt that her thinking ability was much slower. She stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while, then simply pulled the quilt over herself and closed her eyes.
He just covered himself with a quilt and slept on the bed. The door to Zhan Qipei's room had to be repaired.
After closing her eyes, Qiao Jing didn't know that the person next to her who was supposed to be drunk suddenly opened her eyes, the drunkenness in her eyes disappeared, and she stared at her sleeping face in the dark night.
The next day, Qiao Jing was woken up by a ringing phone. When she opened her sleepy eyes, what she saw was Zhan Qi Pei's strong chest.
She was a bit unconscious and stared at Zhan Qi Pei for a few seconds before looking away.
The phone was still ringing, and Qiao Jing was pulled back from her thoughts. She broke away from Zhan Qipei's arms, took the mobile phone on the bedside table, and clicked to answer.
"Qiaoqiao! I'm back to China! Do you miss me?" Ni Yue's voice came over, with a hint of joy in her tone.
After hearing Ni Yue's voice, Zhan Qi Pei, who was pretending to be asleep, immediately opened his eyes and looked at Qiao Jing's cell phone with a straight face.
He has not forgotten the last time Ni Yue touched Qiao Jing to change her clothes!
Zhan Qipei asked quietly, "Who?"
Naturally, he recognized whose voice it was and asked deliberately.
Ni Yue seemed to have heard something terrible, and her voice became louder and louder, "What?! My baby Qiao Qiao! You didn't lie to me, did you? Why is Zhan Qi Pei by your side? Why did you just wake up?
Is he with you?"
Before Qiao Jing could answer her, she said heartbrokenly, "My Qiao Qiao, you actually cheated on me! You actually slept in the same bed with Zhan Qi Pei. I'm so sad..."
Zhan Qipei's face darkened after hearing this.
What cheating! This is obviously his wife. If Ni Yue had any evil thoughts about his wife, he would never let her get close to Qiao Jing.
"No, I drank too much last night." Qiao Jing had a headache.
Ni Yue suddenly yelled, "Qiao Qiao - you drank too much, are you...?"
"No, don't think too much. I'll hang up now and call you back after I wash up." Qiao Jing didn't intend to explain any more.
According to Ni Yue's imagination, the more she explained, the darker the picture became.
Before Qiao Jing left the room, she did not forget to say to Zhan Qi Pei, "I'll call someone to fix the lock later."
"good."
After Qiao Jing quickly washed up, she called Ni Yue back and spoke before her, "What's the matter? Don't ask about what happened this morning."
"Xiangxiang is getting married soon. I ordered a bridesmaid's dress and will send it to you later." Ni Yue reported truthfully. After saying this, she immediately added, "Qiaoqiao, you are
It’s not really cheating~”
"You are really—talking in a confused and confused manner. Let me ask you, when will you come? Will you come with Xiangxiang?" Qiao Jing stopped letting Ni Yue speak and interrupted.
"Xiangxiang said she had something to do. I'll go there by myself. I'll be there soon! I'm on my way to your house."
"Okay." Qiao Jing hung up the phone and planned to take some photos of Zhan Qipei's door lock, but found that the door had already been opened.
Qiao Jing stood there, her eyes fixed on Zhan Qi Pei's eyes, as if she wanted to see clearly what he was thinking through those dark eyes, "Is it locked?"
"Well, I fixed it myself. Ni Yue is coming?" Zhan Qi Pei met Qiao Jing's gaze and did not avoid it, letting her look at him.
"Yes, wait." Qiao Jing couldn't see anything on Zhan Qipei's face, so he withdrew his gaze.
The doorbell rang, and Zhan Qi Pei went to open the door himself.
Ni Yue was holding an exquisite packaging bag in her hand, and the smile on her face disappeared after seeing Zhan Qi Pei, "Why did you open the door?"
"Who am I not?" Zhan Qipei replied coldly.
When Ni Yue saw Zhan Qi Pei's unhappy expression, she muttered something and passed him through the door, "Qiao Qiao~ I'm here! Try on this bridesmaid dress."
She took out the bridesmaid dress she designed from the packaging bag and compared it in front of Qiao Jing, "I feel it suits you very well. You deserve to be made by me!"
"Well, I'll try it." Qiao Jing took the bridesmaid dress and went back to her room. Ni Yue followed closely and closed the door of the room in front of Zhan Qi Pei.
Zhan Qipei just stood outside the door of the room, staring at the closed door with gloomy eyes, and took a few steps forward, trying to hear the conversation of the people inside.
"Wow! I knew my baby Qiao Qiao would be a good fit. Let me touch your waist." Ni Yue's voice came out, "Wow, your waist is so thin, and the touch is the same as before, so tender!"
"
Zhan Qipei's face darkened again. When he reached out to knock on the door, the door opened by itself from the inside.
I have to say that Ni Yue is a rare genius in design. This bridesmaid dress was specially made for Qiao Jing and it fits perfectly!
The color of this bridesmaid dress is light brown, which is exquisite and does not seem to steal the spotlight from the bride.
"Qiao Qiao, how about I marry you? Really, I will be good to you." Ni Yue took Qiao Jing's hand, not caring about Zhan Qi Pei's presence.
Now Zhan Qi Pei couldn't help it anymore and took Qiao Jing from Ni Yue's hand, "Stay away from her."
"She's a woman." Why couldn't Qiao Jing see that Zhan Qi Pei was just being jealous? When he pulled himself away speechlessly, he stood next to Ni Yue again.
Zhan Qipei's face turned even darker. He wanted to take the person back to him and ran away. How could he not be angry?
He raised his long, smoky eyebrows and pursed his thin lips into a straight line without an arc. What could he do? Qiao Jing was so good-looking that he could be favored by both men and women.
Zhan Qi Pei felt an unprecedented crisis. He had been patronizing men and now he was guarding women!
He wished he could tie Qiao Jing to him and tie him to him at all times, so that they would know that Qiao Jing had a husband.
However, Ni Yue deliberately said something to irritate Zhan Qi Pei, "Qiao Qiao, don't you consider marrying me? We can go abroad to get a marriage certificate!"