Zhao Dong was speechless. What could he do if he regretted it? Should he really leave Yu Xiaoman aside?
He has not yet reached the level where sex makes his mind dim and where seeing sex forgets his righteousness.
Thinking about it, he lowered the window, took out a cigarette and lit it.
The evening breeze blows on my face, coupled with the stimulation of nicotine, the heat fades away and the anger gradually subsides.
Sophie answered the phone and heard a male voice, "Is this Miss Su?"
Sophie's expression changed, "Who are you? Why is my friend's phone number here with you?"
The man explained, "Don't get me wrong, I'm the bar owner. Your friend drank too much at my place and is already very drunk. I was afraid something would happen, so I called you."
Sophie quickly thanked her and asked for the address of the bar.
Zhao Dong didn't need to give any orders, he had already started the car when Sophie hung up the phone.
Sophie looked apologetic, "Husband, I'm sorry..."
Zhao Dong rubbed her head, "Fool, what can I apologize for?"
"Like you said, just let it happen."
He smiled bitterly, stepped on the accelerator, and soon reached the place.
Yu Xiaoman was indeed very drunk and could barely walk, but he was unconscious and could not control his mouth at all.
Sophie opened the car door, and Zhao Dong helped her up.
On the way back, Sophie drove Yu Xiaoman's car in front, and Zhao Dong hung behind.
After getting home, it was another struggle.
After finishing her work, Sophie was already exhausted.
She wiped her sweat, came to the corridor and said: "Husband..."
Zhao Dong hugged the person, and the sultry fragrance went straight into his nose, "What's wrong?"
Sophie chuckled, "It's nothing, I just feel a little sorry for you..."
As she said that, she blinked, "How about... you stay here tonight?"
Zhao Dong was stunned and said: "Aren't you tired?"
Sophie raised her head, her dark eyes filled with stars, "What about you, are you tired?"
Zhao Dong said nothing, and answered her with a touch of enthusiasm.
Sophie folded her arms and hugged Zhao Dong's neck.
Zhao Dong hugged him with one hand and opened the door with the other.
Then he picked her up by the waist and walked straight to the bed.
Amid Sophie's exclamation, two figures slammed down heavily.
The mattress is so soft that it wraps them right up!
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound coming from the next door.
There was a "plop" sound, like the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, accompanied by a cry of pain.
Sophie was helpless and pouted, "Not happy..."
Zhao Dong had no choice but to kiss her and said, "Go, go and see if anything happens."
When Sophie stood up, the temperature in the room dropped.
Zhao Dong sat up depressedly and cursed: "Wang Meng, I really owe you two!"
"What the hell, in my last life, I did something so evil that I let you collect debts in this life?"
Cursing, people followed him to the next door.
Yu Xiaoman was so drunk that she fell to the floor and was vomited all over the bed.
There is an annoying smell in the room. Needless to say, no one can sleep in this bed tonight.
Leave the mess on the floor to the nanny who will come and clean it up tomorrow.
The two of them helped Yu Xiaoman up and moved to the next room.
Zhao Dong stood by the door, his face indescribably weird.
Sophie looked at it, feeling both amused and distressed, and took the initiative to hold his hand, "Husband..."
Zhao Dong's head was getting bigger, "Daughter-in-law, forget it today, I give up, really..."
Sophie laughed so hard, "Look at your potential!"
Just as he was talking, Zhao Dong's phone also rang.
Zhao Dong was helpless, "Did you see another debt collector?"