Chang Mian wrapped himself in a blanket, feeling psychologically satisfied with the woman's behavior.
Changshang's head hurt terribly. She couldn't remember what happened last night. She only remembered that she drank a lot of wine with a lovelorn girl.
She seems drunk.
It doesn't seem like she must be drunk, otherwise how could she be completely unaware of what happened next?
Chang Shang stood under the sprinkler head, terrified. She remembered that Chang Mian asked her to take him home last night, but in the end she was drunk. Did the two of them spend the night in a hotel?
Chang Mian will definitely get angry.
I was trembling in my heart.
At the same time, she was extremely upset, why was she drunk? Now she was in trouble...
Thinking of Chang Mian's gloomy gaze, she felt her scalp numb.
After taking a long bath, she glanced at the dirty clothes in the bathroom with disgust. She wrapped herself in a bathrobe and walked out. Chang Mian was still sleeping on the sofa. She took a deep breath and called Leng Heng on the phone.
She made a phone call and hoped that Leng Heng would bring a set of clean clothes for her and Chang Mian respectively.
She asked him in a roundabout way on the phone: "Brother Leng Heng, can you tell me if I caused any trouble last night when I was drunk?"
What happened? Leng Heng thought deeply: "It shouldn't happen. Miss Xin fell asleep on the table after getting drunk last night. Later, Master Chang Mian opened a room with you, and you vomited all over Master Chang.
I scratched and scratched his hair..."
Chang Shang was so frightened that her hands trembled. She raised her voice unconsciously: "What did you say, I vomited all over Chang Mian? And you scratched and scratched his hair... Isn't this considered a disaster?
It's over, it's over, Chang Mian will definitely not let me go lightly."
Changshang almost lost her grip on the phone.
Leng Heng disagreed, this shouldn't be a disaster, right?
However, as a subordinate, he had no right to comment. After hanging up the phone, he asked someone to prepare clothes.
After Chang Shang hung up the phone, her whole back stiffened and she felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar. She actually vomited all over Chang Mian and even grabbed his hair?
With his temper, he wouldn't skin her alive.
"Woo, why are you so unlucky?" She sat alone on the bed and cried to herself: "I actually vomited all over Chang Mian? And then I grabbed his hair? He will definitely not make things easier for me when he wakes up.
What should I do? Wuwu...why did you drink last night?"
Chang Shang was startled.
I wish I could worship all the gods.
"Bodhisattva, Buddha, God, Jesus, Allah, please bless Chang Mian for his memory loss, and bless him for not being aware of what happened last night. I will give you more incense money every day."
Chang Mian was half asleep listening to her words to herself, and then thinking of her drunken utterance last night, he felt itchy with hatred in his heart.
Does this woman imagine herself as the big devil now, and is she imagining how he will torture her and torture her?
It's like my conscience was eaten by a dog.
Chang Mian felt that he was simply raising a white-eyed wolf. No, raising a white-eyed wolf was better than raising her.
At least the white-eyed wolf won't yell at him and call him a big devil.
Chang Mian slowly opened his eyes and looked at the woman sitting on the bed with her eyebrows tangled together. He coughed lightly and saw that the woman's whole body was trembling, but she immediately restrained her.