Zhong Muyan was concentrating on dialing the phone and did not notice that as soon as the call was dialed, a pair of soft and white hands rushed over and knocked the phone in his hand to the ground.
"boom!"
Before Zhong Muyan could react, a soft body with a strong smell of alcohol fell on him. He quickly reached out to hold him.
Supported by Zhong Muyan, Mingyue swayed a little. The smell of alcohol made her face look extremely rosy at the moment. She raised her eyes in a daze and looked at the man in front of her.
"Who are you? Why are you holding on to me? What do you want to do?"
Zhong Muyan looked at the woman in front of him, breathing in the fragrance and alcohol on her body. His beautiful eyes instantly turned to sorrow, and his handsome face was full of tortured tangles.
"Why don't you answer? Please speak quickly, are you afraid to answer me? Um...hehehe"
Hearing the laughter of the woman leaning against him, but with a face that looked like she had caught him in bed, Nakamaku Yan felt that his head had grown countless times bigger.
What was terrible was that her body was still shaking, and he could only hold her steady with his arms.
The woman’s head kept rubbing in his arms. He was not a monk! He was just a wolf who had not eaten tonight...
It's better to call Hen quickly and ask him to take this woman away.
It's rare for him to have any generosity. If this woman seduce him again, the remaining generosity will be worn away!
Zhong Muyan freed up one hand and stroked the bright moon with the other, bending down to pick up the phone that fell on the floor.
Her fingertips were about to touch the phone on the ground, but unexpectedly, Mingyue's body swayed away from his support and she couldn't even sit still.
Then, he pressed heavily on his back
For a moment, their center of gravity was unstable. The two of them fell to the floor together, and the wine bottle on the coffee table was also overturned.
"Bang! Bang!"
Zhong Muyan looked helplessly at the scene in front of him. Glass fragments were scattered on the floor. He rubbed his head that hurt from being hit by the coffee table. He also didn't forget to check whether the woman sitting on his lap was injured.
It turns out that drunk women are so scary
He wanted to grab the phone on the floor again, but before he could reach out, a pair of small white feet wearing silver high-heeled shoes was one step ahead of him and kicked the phone under the sofa.
"Huh? You can't speak, and you can't even walk! Hehehe..."
"Why are you sitting on the ground? You like sitting on the ground, don't you?...Well, get up, get up quickly, be good, the ground is not clean..."
Mingyue opened a pair of drunken eyes, shook her head from side to side, poked Zhong Muyan's head with her finger, as if she was teaching her own child, and burst into laughter after speaking.
Zhong Muyan looked at Mingyue's feet, then looked under the sofa, pursed his lips, and finally shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to stand up, he was pulled by his arm and sat down on the floor.
The bodyguard outside the box saw this scene and wanted to step forward to help, but did not dare to intervene without authorization.
The most important thing is that the manager couldn't help laughing and quickly hid aside
I didn't expect that their usually suave, unrestrained and uninhibited deputy leader, their boss who was admired by everyone, would be tortured like this by a woman today.
Zhong Muyan seemed to hear laughter and stroked his forehead as if he had a headache. He looked at the woman sitting on his lap, her handsome face full of sadness.
"Hey! Why don't you speak, oh! I forgot, you can't speak... I'll teach you, okay? I'll teach you to count one, two, three first, this is one..."