Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

Night, quiet.

The neon in the distance gave Jin Xue a psychedelic feeling.

I vomited and felt better in my stomach, but the feeling of lightness after drinking is still there.

The wine was so strong that it was cruel to her who had never drunk.

She first looked at the man opposite, but he didn't move, as if he were a statue.

Is it the wax statue of Cheng Qingyang that Lan Jingyi sent her?

Is this possible?

Maybe.

Or he won't move.

He reached out and touched his face. It was wet and smelly, which made her small eyebrows frown. Her uncomfortable body leaned back and just leaned against the back of the chair.

Very soft, very comfortable.

She was sleepy and wanted to sleep.

After looking at him for a while, she saw that he still didn't move. Her slightly narrowed eyes closed gently, accompanied by a smile on the corner of her lips, "Qingyang, continue to stay in my dream, good." with her eyes closed, Jin Xuexi felt Cheng Qingyang's face with her small hand as if she were dreaming, moving naturally as if she were touching a toy she liked.

She fell asleep.

The light breath is in his ear. Cheng Qingyang thinks Jin Xue is really a wonderful flower. Can he sleep even if he is greasy?

But then he knew that she was really drunk.

In the end, he didn't pay attention to the filth on his face and thought of the coat he threw away when others spit. He couldn't help smiling bitterly. What did he do tonight? He was attacked one after another.

He reached out and put Jin Xuexi in a more comfortable position. Then he found a paper towel and simply wiped the wet liquid on the two people. Then he got out of the car, turned to the driver's seat, started the car, and looked through the rearview mirror. Jin Xuexi was already asleep.

A little face was crimson. She drank too much.

More than ten minutes' drive, Jin Xuexi has been sleeping again.

When the car stopped, she still showed no sign of waking up.

Cheng Qingyang looked up at the hotel outside the car, and then looked back at Jin Xue. She slept well, but it was not as comfortable as sleeping in bed.

Finally, Cheng Qingyang got out of the car, picked up Jin Xuexi and strode into the hotel.

"Sir, is there a standard room?" the waiter at the bar cooperated very well. He didn't ask how many rooms he wanted. Although two people, a man and a woman, are not necessarily husband and wife, it can be seen that the relationship between the two people is different only by looking at the man holding a woman.

"Presidential suite." it seems