Dear, Marry Me Again!

Chapter 159 now you have to use this method to keep a man here (2)

Bai Zhirui did not feel shy at all, nor did she even think of picking up the towel that had fallen to the ground and wrapping it around it, because she felt that Song Tingyu had been drugged, and he was just controlling himself, as long as he lost control of himself.

She knew too well how to make a man lose control.

She went up and grabbed Song Tingyu's hand, "Trial, don't go. Stay here tonight."

It had to be said that Bai Zhirui's appearance at the moment was very attractive. She had a good figure and a nice bump, but unfortunately in Song Tingyu's eyes, there was only disgust, except disgust, there was no other color.

No matter how hard baizhirui tried, she could not find anything.

She panicked and was no longer as confident as before.

Song Tingyu shook off her hand, as if feeling disgusted by her touch.

"What? Bai Zhirui, are you going to keep a man like this now?"

Song Tingyu smiled coldly and turned to leave the room, leaving Bai Zhirui, who was still frozen in place and could not move.

Tears rolled down from her eyes. How could she have thought that everything was ready, but in the end, it was the same!

As soon as Song Tingyu opened the door and left the room, the door in the opposite room was opened. Shen Jing ran out of the room in a hurry. When she saw Song Tingyu coming out, she said quickly, "Trial, you are... Where are you going?"

Song Tingyu's eyes were cold and frosty. He pointed at Shen Jing, "You're worried that something might happen in the opposite room, so you won't even go home? You even have a room here and sleep in the opposite room?"

"Trial, listen to me. I am, this is..."

"What is this? Say it!" Song Tingyu stared at her coldly, "You know I hate it the most, but as my mother, you are now working with others to plot against me. Shen Jing, how can you be my mother?"

"Trial..." Shen Jing knew that something was wrong and wanted to go up and hold him, but he didn't have enough strength, so he fell to the ground.

When she remembered to chase after him again, Song Tingyu had disappeared into the corridor.

She thought of Bai Zhirui in the opposite room, so she quickly opened the closed door and saw Bai Zhirui, who had fallen to the ground, naked and crying silently and sorrowfully...

"Zhirui..." Shen Jing quickly picked up the towel that had just fallen from the ground and draped it over Bai Zhirui's body, "Are you okay?"

She wanted to help Bai Zhirui up, but Bai Zhirui let go of her hand. The moment she looked up at her, her eyes were filled with hatred.

Shen Jing thought she was wrong and her heart was beating fast, but when she looked over again, she realized that her eyes had lost that color.

She comforted herself that even if there was hatred, it was not for her, it might be for Su Ran.

Bai Zhirui broke away from Shen Jing's hand and sat down on the sofa by herself. No matter what she was doing, she saw the wine on the table, poured a full glass of wine into it, and then drank it down.

He poured another glass and drank it the same way.

How could she drink it like this? Shen Jing quickly came to her and snatched the glass from her hand, "Zhirui, stop drinking. If you keep drinking, you'll get drunk..."

"Give me the glass..." Bai Zhirui reached out, but Shen Jing put the glass on the other table.

Seeing that she couldn't get the glass, baizhirui picked up the whole bottle of red wine and drank it.

Shen Jing went to grab her bottle again, "What are you doing? Don't drink so much. I know you feel bad, but drinking so much is not good for your health..."

"That's not good. That's my own business." Bai Zhirui covered her face with both hands. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were red, "Who cares about me?"

"Why not? And me..."

"You! Hehe..." Bai Zhirui pointed at her and sneered, but said nothing.

She was going to drink again, so Shen Jing poured the whole bottle of wine into the trash can.

When she saw that she had run out of alcohol, she collapsed on the sofa and curled up in agony.

Shen Jing saw it and felt heartbroken. She took the quilt over her and patted her gently, "Don't worry, I will help you to get back the courtroom. Even if I can't, I won't let them live well."

Bai Zhirui did not speak. She did not know whether she was asleep or was still immersed in her thoughts.

When Song Tingyu left the top floor in the elevator, he already felt terrible.

When he thought of Shen Jing using his trust in her and scheming against him, he felt a surge of hatred in his heart and punched the elevator door hard.

Regent Hotel's geographical location is very good, so even so late, it's not difficult to stop a taxi.

He got in the car, reported the The song family address, and closed his eyes in the back seat of the car.

He only felt his breathing getting heavier and heavier, his breathing getting harder and harder, and his body getting hotter and hotter.

When she finally got back to the The song family, Song Tingyu walked up the stairs with heavy footsteps. There was an orange light in the room, which was Su Ran's habit. As long as he hadn't come back, she would wait for her with a light on.

Song Tingyu looked at Su Ran, who was lying on the bed. Instead of walking over, he went to the bathroom.

He leaned against the tile wall in the bathroom, which seemed to cool down the fire inside him.

He looked up and sniffed at his clothes, feeling that they still smelled like Bai Zhirui's perfume. He gave them to him and took off his clothes one by one. He threw them all on the floor tiles of the bathroom and walked to the bathtub.

He turned on the switch on the lotus seed and did not turn to the hot water, so immediately, cold water rushed down his body.

Song Tingyu did not remember how long he had taken a cold bath in the bathroom. He felt as if the flames in his body were gradually calming down. He walked out of the bath and put on a bathrobe casually.

When he returned to his room, he did not sleep on the bed either. Instead, he walked to the sofa and fell back on the sofa. He took the pillow, covered his face and closed his eyes, as if it would make him feel better.

But without the cold water, Song Tingyu quickly felt that the fire in his body was slowly burning again, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Especially in this room, the fragrance of Su Ran's body seemed to be still floating in the air. If there was a faint fragrance, it would break into his nose, making him even more restless.

Su Ran, on the bed, had slowly woken up because of the sound of water running in the bathroom. At this moment, she seemed to hear a heavy gasp in the air. She was shocked and opened her eyes.