After the rebirth, she exploded in the big circle

Chapter 238 Paralysis
"Mingming. Open the door for me~"

While knocking on the door, Ling Mo pressed his cheek against the cold door, muttering indistinctly.

The spirit of wine is on the top, but within seconds.

No, she drank most of the bottle of red wine, and she, who is commonly known as "pour in a glass", had completely drank herself to pieces.

"Mingming???"

Hearing the endless calls from outside the bedroom door, Qin Beiming didn't hold back for a moment, and just laughed out loud.

In other words, this girl's tricks are too rich.

After finishing a table full of dishes for invigorating the kidney and nourishing qi, he started to play the routine of knocking on the door in the middle of the night.

Qin Beiming wiped away the gushing nosebleed casually, and just walked out of the bathroom, before he had time to wipe off the water dripping from his body, he opened the door impatiently.

Ling Mo, who was leaning on the door with most of his body weight, didn't notice it for a moment. Due to the effect of inertia, he leaned forward suddenly, and staggered a few steps towards the door.

Fortunately, she reacted very quickly and stabilized her steps in the blink of an eye.

After standing still, she was stunned for a while, and after a while, she slowly raised her eyes, following the gray-blue bathrobe on Qin Beiming's body, and knotted it randomly from her waist inch by inch. Look up an inch.

At the same time, Qin Beiming also stared intently at Ling Mo, whose face was flushed and his eyes were slightly confused.

Sometimes, he even doubted whether the love at first sight that he often said began with his good looks.

After all, Ling Mo's face is enough to drive the entire entertainment industry crazy.

Looking further down, she was wearing pure white polar fleece pajamas, which looked a little fluffy, completely covering her originally hot curves.

But for some reason, even looking at her, who looks like a cute little white rabbit, he still has the idea of ​​tearing her apart.

Once an idea sprouts, his body is like a dry stick that has been lit, no matter how difficult it is to control.

He swallowed awkwardly, turned his back quickly, trying to cover up his emotional moment at the moment.

However, once his hoarse and mellow voice spoke, it was like a weeping willow gliding across the swaying autumn waves, numb and numb, and he was still hesitant to say:

"Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

Ling Mo shook his body, walked up to him with small steps, only smiled and pointed at the bright red tip of his nose, and asked softly:

"Mingming. Why do you have a nosebleed?"

"It's okay."

Qin Beiming felt that some nosebleeds were considered minor.

How can the body be able to bear the burden of eating a table of tonic dishes all at once?

No, he has already taken a cold shower in the bathroom for more than half an hour, and the heat on his body is still only increasing.

"Mingming, I can't sleep."

Ling Mo stood a little tired, and jumped directly into the bed, only showing a pair of bright eyes, "Mingming, do you mind if I drop by for a while?"

Qin Beiming's deep eyes settled on her little red face, even though he was distracted, his face still maintained the original indifference:
"Sit down for a while, if you're sleepy, you can go to sleep directly. I'll take a shower and I'll be right back."

"I listen to Mingming."

Ling Mo curled up under the blanket, and there was an imperceptible cunning in his bright eyes.

However, just as Qin Beiming locked the door of the bathroom behind him, Ling Mo followed up, took out the hairpin hidden in his pocket, and lightly hooked it into the lock cylinder, and the door was locked by her directly. Pry it open.

Hearing the movement, Qin Beiming's body trembled, and he didn't know where to hide for a while.

"Momo, you still know how to pry open the door??"

Qin Beiming looked at Ling Mo who was standing stupidly in the door frame, his figure was clearly on the verge of falling, without thinking, he stepped forward in three steps at a time, and covered her eyelids with one hand, "Go out first? I'll change clothing."

"I won't go. I haven't stolen anyone yet. I absolutely can't go."

Ling Mo shook his head, even though he was a little drunk, he still spoke sharply.

"Steal someone?"

Qin Beiming's pupils trembled, he didn't expect this girl to be such a tiger.

He actually picked the door lock and went directly to the bathroom to steal someone.

"Steal you~"

Ling Mo nodded heavily, stood on tiptoe in an instant, and passed a superficial kiss on his lips.

The smell of alcohol and the faint fragrance of her body invaded his senses in an instant, causing him to fall into a short-term state of brain confusion.

After a while, he realized that he was molested by the little girl once again.

Qin Beiming pursed his lips, realizing that he would definitely not be able to hold on if this went on, so he put down his hands covering her eyelids, and carried her out of the bedroom instead, "Listen, go back to your room and sleep quickly. "

"I feel dizzy and uncomfortable, and I get pia when I sleep alone."

Ling Mo shook his head stubbornly, seeing that there were still distinct drops of water dripping from his body, he hurriedly took off his pajamas, tiptoed and put them on his shoulders, his thin red mouth was also muttering thinking:

"Mingming, why don't you know how to wear clothes when it's cold? I'll give you all my sister's clothes, and remember to be my sister's sweet baby in the future."

"drunk?"

Qin Beiming realized that Ling Mo was quite drunk, so he didn't feel relieved to throw her outside the door for a moment.

In desperation, he had no choice but to lead her into the bedroom once again.

Looking at the thin clothes on her body, he was about to put the pajamas over her shoulders on her, but she was one step ahead of him, and got into his arms, her hands were naturally stretched into the sleeves of the pajamas, showing The word "one" is close to him.

"I'm sorry, did I smell you? I haven't stolen anyone in my life, so I was a little scared, so I wanted to drink to strengthen my courage."

"It's me who should say sorry. If it wasn't for me, why would you be so worried?"

Qin Beiming's throat moved slightly, looking at Ling Mo who was so drunk in front of him, his heart ached.

Ling Mo couldn't quite understand what Qin Beiming said, so he just muttered to himself:

"Mingming, is there something wrong with you? I haven't disliked you for being old, but you always dislike me for being young. Is it my fault that I am short? If one day, if I grow taller than you, I will I also despise you for being short, and despise you for being small."

"I'm very old?"

Qin Beiming was already a little concerned about the age difference between them. Hearing what she said, he suddenly felt that he was indeed older.

At this moment, the juniors who were younger than him suddenly appeared in his mind.

Such as Ji Yan, Cheng Cheng, Gu Tingbai, Lu Jinjiu, Fu Yunque.
No, Fu Yunque seems to be two years older than him.

Finally finding someone "older" than himself, Qin Beiming finally felt a little more balanced in his heart.

Thinking that Ling Mo's attitude towards Fu Yunque was not bad, he just walked out of the knowing crit that she despised the old man.

I wanted to appease her excessively excited emotions due to drunkenness first, but suddenly there was a rush and piercing siren sound outside the house.

Hearing the siren, Ling Mo instantly became alert.

She shuddered suddenly, and then hurriedly dragged Qin Beiming under the bed.

While making a silent gesture, she leaned into Qin Beiming's ear and said in a serious manner:
"It's over! I was caught stealing, and the police must have come to arrest me. Mingming, you remember to be quiet, don't make a sound, and don't sell your sister."

"Momo, promise me, don't drink in the future, okay?"

Qin Beiming lay down under the bed with her, holding one hand high above her head, fearing that she would hit her head with excitement.

At this moment, he didn't care about the dust all over his body at all, and focused all his attention on her.

However, it is also fortunate that he has no spare time to take care of himself.

Otherwise, if he was allowed to see the dust on his body, he might foam at the mouth and faint on the spot because of his obsession with cleanliness.

"It's all up to you."

Ling Mo nodded solemnly, and then listened intently to the movement outside the house in a blink of an eye.

As the sirens got closer, her nerves were tense to the extreme.

"Mo I was originally yours, and your actions are not considered stealing at all." Qin Beiming looked at her increasingly serious expression, and couldn't help reminding her.

Ling Mo ignored him, and grabbed his arm suddenly, as if using his arm as a machine gun, while pointing in the direction of the door, accompanied by the sound of "chug chug" gunshots.

Qin Beiming was completely bewildered by Ling Mo's actions. After being stunned for two seconds, hearty laughter suddenly broke out in his chest.

Before that, he had no way of imagining how a girl could be carved in sand like this.

But for now, he's enjoying it.

The front is cold and calm, and the back is soft and cute sand sculptures. Such a cute contrast is really exciting and delicious.
After a while, Qin Beiming hadn't recovered from the huge contrast between Ling Mo's drunk before and after, when the sirens outside the house suddenly stopped again.

And Ling Mo, who was nervous, was thinking that the heavily armed police had already ambushed outside the bedroom door, so he nimbly jumped out from under the bed, opened the window with a "click", and went straight out of the window without thinking. Jump down to the second floor.

Looking back, she still looked under the bed reluctantly, and said softly:
"Mingming, I will steal you again next time."

"ink"

Seeing this, Qin Beiming also became anxious.

He tore off the large bathrobe beside the bed, and jumped down from the second floor without hesitation.

At this moment, there is only one thought in his mind, that is, from now on, Ling Mo must never be allowed to drink a little bit of wine.

She was too drunk.

Although the second floor is not very high, if you are not careful, you may break your leg when jumping down.

After landing, Qin Beiming saw that Ling Mo was already running in front of the police car, and followed closely.

The next moment, he pulled the thinly dressed Ling Mo behind him, "Mo Mo, come back with me first."

"Wait a minute. Let me tell you what happened when you jumped out of windows one after another in the middle of the night?"

The police on duty had received a report call and came here specially to summon Qin Beiming.

At this moment, seeing Ling Mo jumping down from the window on the second floor in such a daze, out of professional sensitivity, they all looked at Qin Beiming vigilantly.

"I stole someone. Sorry for causing trouble to society."

Before Qin Beiming could answer, Ling Mo took the lead in answering the question, detailing the details of his "stealing".

The policeman on duty looked suspiciously at Ling Mo, who couldn't even stand firmly, and then looked at Qin Beiming with suspicion, and asked sharply:
"What did you feed her? Something is wrong with her."

"Maybe I drank a little wine." Qin Beiming said.

"Is it really not drunk? How can ordinary people get drunk like this?"

The policeman on duty obviously didn't believe what Qin Beiming said, after several rounds of negotiations, he still insisted on taking Ling Mo to the hospital for a routine checkup.

Qin Beiming frowned, planning to stop the policemen on duty.

However, when he heard that the reason why they dispatched the police late at night was actually because of him, his attitude softened a little.

While covering Ling Mo's cold hand, he asked in a deep voice:

"So, you sent the police late at night because someone reported that I beat Liang Feifan into a paralyzed man?"

"Exactly. Mr. Qin, I hope to cooperate with our police investigation. Mr. Liang Feifan has been sent to the hospital for treatment, but the situation is not optimistic. According to his own statement, there was a physical conflict with you at the engagement banquet."

"Oh?"

Qin Beiming evoked a playful smile.

At Liang Feifan's engagement banquet today, he had already noticed that something was wrong with Liang Feifan.

Unexpectedly, the person behind him pointed the finger at him so impatiently.

He wants to see what the person behind him is doing to frame him.
About half an hour later, when the police car slowly drove into the underground parking lot of Renhe Hospital, Chen Guo greeted him in a hurry, and said with a crackling sound:
"Boss, what should we do now? There are overwhelming negative comments about you on the Internet, and you can't suppress them no matter what. The Qin Group is rich and powerful, and they carelessly ignore human lives with their power."

"Liang Feifan is also at Renhe Hospital?"

Qin Beiming didn't show the slightest panic, but only asked a question lightly.

"Here I am."

Chen Guo nodded, and it took him a while to notice Ling Mo who was hiding behind Qin Beiming with a blushing face.

He, who was originally worried, suddenly changed his appearance, smiling brightly like a chrysanthemum:

"Miss, are you there?"

"Yes. I stole Mingming, and the police want to arrest me and take me back to the police station."

Ling Mo nodded, especially seriously.

Chen Guo: "Ah this."

He glanced at Qin Beiming who was wearing a bathrobe with a strange expression, but his bearing remained undiminished. It was really difficult to associate such a cute name as "Mingming" with Qin Beiming.

What's even more absurd is that Qin Beiming didn't reject this sissy nickname at all.

"Go find a thick dress and change it for her, she is afraid of the cold."

Qin Beiming held Ling Mo's hand tightly, and walked into Renhe Hospital with a group of policemen.

His sharp eyes glanced lightly at the group of people waiting outside the operating room.

With just one glance, he guessed the thoughts of the group of people with different expressions.

Liang's father and Liang's mother, who sat on the chairs and sighed, were obviously extremely nervous.

In order to relieve the tension in his heart, Father Liang no longer cared about any public places, and smoked one cigarette after another.

Mother Liang's eyes were red from crying, and she clasped her hands together, as if she was reciting scriptures and Buddha for Liang Feifei.

But Jiang Yao, who just got engaged to Liang Feifan, didn't show the slightest bit of compassion on her face.

On the contrary, the corners of her slightly raised lips still revealed a little pleasure.

As for Chen Lan, who was sitting next to Jiang Yao, she obviously didn't know what Jiang Yao was thinking, and was still trying to comfort her.

(End of this chapter)