Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

How dare she speak for Mu Xicheng!

Jian Chenche's face was as dark as Bao Gong's, his head was broken, and his arm was so big that there was a dull pain in his chest. He didn't know how many times he was kicked.

Taking advantage of him being drunk and beating him like this, Mengkui just watched and spoke for Mu Xicheng afterwards.

Jian Chenche's chest seemed to be bitten by countless scorpions, numb with pain.

Very well, within a week, this woman was bribed.

Jian Chenche walked coldly, took two steps and kept shaking.

Mengkui wanted to help but didn't know what to do: "Don't move, you're so drunk that you can't walk."

"..."

"I've ordered the servant to call Miss Ye over. You can wait a little longer. This room can be reserved for you. She will take care of you here and leave after you sober up."

Jian Chenche's footsteps were crooked, he walked a few steps, backed up a few steps, his mind was very dizzy.

Mengkui carefully stretched out an index finger, and lightly poked his shoulder——

Jian Chenche fell back to the bed and sat up.

"Look, if the wind blows, you will fall down. How dangerous it is to go out like this."

Jian Chenche's face was stern, and he stared at her with asphalt eyes: "Don't meddle in your own business."

Mengkui's heart stopped for a moment, she was extremely sad: "Got it, I'm leaving."

Mengkui gave up the room to Jian Chenche, and left the room quickly.

Sure enough, he was drunk last night...he didn't remember anything.

He also forgot how he kissed her forcefully, right?

Mengkui walked a few steps and found that she was still wearing slippers, a nightgown, and her hair was messed up. The passing servants looked at her strangely.

……

Jian Chenche hit himself on the head twice with his fist, he was so drunk that he came to her room by himself! ?

The room where Mu Xicheng stayed with her...

His sharp eyes scanned the room, as if everything here was filthy.

The sofa that Mu Xicheng and Mengkui sat on, the bed they slept on, the carpet they walked on, the bathroom they shared, the tea set they drank...

The luxurious furniture was stained with filth in his eyes.

Jian Chenche stabilized his mind, stood up and took a step forward.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the bedside table...

A hand involuntarily opened the drawer and rummaged through it.

He opened both drawers, but he didn't see what he wanted to see.

Jian Chenche walked around the bed to the other side, and opened the two small drawers at the same time... as if she was possessed by a demon and couldn't control herself.

"Mr. Jian...Excuse me, what are you looking for?" A weak voice came from the door.

Mengkui, who was walking back and forth, just wanted to come back and change into ordinary clothes, otherwise she would not be able to go anywhere with disheveled hair.

Jian Chenche's body froze, and his body was still in the posture of rummaging.

"Maybe I can help you..." This is her room, she will be familiar with it.

what to look for?

A few large words floated into Jian Chenche's blank mind - avoid ~pregnancy~ condoms!

He wants to see if there are any things that are forbidden under 18~ in this room!

What did Mengkui do when she was alone with Mu Xicheng!

Of course, it would be impossible for him to say this answer even if he was killed.

When he realized what he was doing, Jian Chenche's face turned purple first, he seemed to be inexplicable and completely out of control.

Like a perverted uncle!

"Mr. Jian?" Meng Kui probed in a low voice.

"What are you doing back here!" Jian Chenche was caught on the spot, so his tone was naturally not good.

"Oh..." Mengkui remembered the reason why she came back.