Even Yuncheng didn't stop him, and said as if he was joking and reminding, "Remember to ask someone to help you drive. You have always only drunk red wine, and you will get drunk after drinking beer. You just drank nine glasses, and if something happens later
, don't be on my head."
Ji Chuyang ignored it and left the drinks
As the car drove, his head became more and more uncomfortable, and his whole body was getting hot
Lian Yuncheng is right. He will get drunk after drinking beer. From childhood to adulthood, he almost never drinks beer. The only two times he drank with Lian Yuncheng. Today is the third time
It's also the most drunk time!
Ji Chuyang tapped his head lightly to keep himself awake
The car drove slowly, but not towards the villa, but towards the apartment
There was still a layer of white cloth wrapped on his hand, and it still hurts, but it was not as painful as her indifference brought him.
The wine was just close to the apartment. In less than half an hour, Ji Chuyang's car had already parked downstairs of the apartment. Looking at the floor, the lights were on.
He sat softly leaning against the back of the chair, feeling his head getting more and more uncomfortable, but his eyes were always on it
My whole body gradually became hotter and hotter. In addition, the car window was open, and the cool breeze blew in, my head became hotter and more uncomfortable...
He didn't want to go up at first, but I don't know if his mind was a little confused. He pushed open the car door and walked inside
When he arrived at the room where Ling Xiaoqian lived, he leaned against the door and tapped his head lightly, wanting to make himself feel more comfortable, but his head still felt very uncomfortable...
Quietly, he didn't knock on the door, just leaned on it
In the room, Ling Xiaoqian finished supper and cleaned up the kitchen. As soon as she walked out, she heard a vague sound from the door, but it was soon quiet.
She thought she heard it wrong, but she ignored it
After a while, a slight sound came from the door
My heart was inexplicably tightened. Could it be those people last night again?
Thinking about it, I don't think so. Ji Chuyang has already talked with them clearly, and there is no reason to come here.
Ling Xiaoqian walked over quietly, and after listening for a while, there was no sound. She opened the wooden door inside, and there was an iron door outside. She clearly saw the person leaning against the door.