Looking at the unconscious girl in his arms, Chen Ming frowned. He glanced at Cheng Moyan, who was facing away from the dance floor under the dim light. He picked up Mu Qingqing and stood up, walked around to the side door and walked out.
Her head was dizzy, her body was very hot, and she felt so uncomfortable...
A gust of cool wind suddenly blew, and Mu Qingqing shivered instinctively, her consciousness became slightly clearer, and she opened her eyes slightly.
Above the head, there is a dark sky, and there are stars blinking constantly, but why are they not only blinking, but also walking?
Mu Qingqing was confused, blinked her eyes, suddenly turned her head, looked at a familiar handsome face above her head, and smiled naively, "Hehehehe..."
Hearing the voice, Chen Ming lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms, only to see her smiling at him. Under the dim yellow street light, that smile did not contain any impurities, was clear, bright, and had a bit of naive cuteness.
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He was suddenly startled, staring at her, and stopped unconsciously.
Another gust of cool wind blew, and Mu Qingqing shivered again. This time, her chaotic mind became slightly clearer, and began to work slowly, thinking. Staring at the handsome face above her head, she was stunned for a long time, and suddenly her eyes widened.
She rolled her eyes and realized that he was hugging her. She screamed and pushed him away.
Chen Ming was looking at the little woman in his arms in trance, and he was having a strong ideological struggle in his heart. Suddenly, a strong force came from his chest, which caught him off guard. He accidentally let go of his hand and staggered back two steps.
"Ah...it hurts!" As soon as he stood firm, he heard a cry of pain. He raised his head and stared at the little woman sitting on the ground rubbing her arms, frowning.
After calming down the conflicting mood, he walked over for a while and looked at her condescendingly, "How are you?"
After being thrown down like this, Mu Qingqing was completely awake. When she heard Chen Ming's question, she stood up hurriedly and took two steps back until she staggered. She stopped, put one hand on her sore butt, and turned her head away with a blush.
She turned to the side, not daring to look at him, "No...it's okay, CEO..."
Chen Ming didn't believe it. He caught a glimpse of the redness and swelling on her exposed arm and took a step forward, "Is it really okay?"
Seeing him approaching, Mu Qingqing retreated subconsciously, but staggered. She frowned, sweat broke out on the top of her head, she bit her lip, lowered her eyelids, and said, "It's really okay."
His sharp eyes noticed something wrong with her walking posture, but he heard words of denial from her mouth. Chen Ming raised his eyebrows and quickly approached again.
Staring at the pair of feet that were moving again, Mu Qingqing held her breath: Just kidding, this CEO has always made her feel bad!
The air around him became oppressive as he moved. Mu Qingqing panicked, ignoring the pain in her feet. She turned around and wanted to run, but she didn't expect that the heels were too high. She had twisted her foot again just now. When she turned around, her foot went up.
She cried out in pain and fell to the ground.
The expected pain did not come. Someone held her arm and waist. Mu Qingqing raised her head and caught a glimpse of Chen Ming's teasing smile. Her face became even redder. She lowered her head, grabbed the hem of her clothes with one hand, and mumbled.
, "Thank you...Thank you, President!"
Chen Ming didn't say anything. He straightened her up, glanced at her still bowed head, and raised an unconscious smile on his lips. He slightly let go of her hands and waist, and asked softly, "Can you stand firm?"
Mu Qingqing was still feeling embarrassed about what had just happened, but when she heard his voice, she nodded hurriedly.
Chen Ming took off his suit and put it on her shoulders. He suddenly squatted down and lifted up her skirt.
Mu Qingqing screamed.
"Shut up!" Chen Ming was impatient. Mu Qingqing was so frightened that she quickly shut her mouth, but the sweat on her forehead began to flow down.
Using the street light, Chen Ming looked at her feet and saw that her right ankle was swollen, the skin was bruised, and it was bleeding.