Did Mr.Zhan withdraw from the marriage today?

"My head hurts, and I'm a little dizzy. It's so uncomfortable." Zhan Nanting frowned and looked pitiful.

Joe quickly reached out to touch his forehead and touched his own. Fortunately, it wasn't hot.

She said softly, "you were drunk last night and slept here again. Maybe you had a hangover and caught a cold. You get up and sleep in the room first. I'll make sobering Soup for you. You'll be much more comfortable after drinking."

Joe is really gentle.

Zhan Nanting couldn't help reaching out and grabbing her hand. It seems that he can get more warmth from her.

"OK, listen to you."

Joe looked at the clever man and suddenly felt that it didn't seem a bad thing that he was drunk?

At least, where can I see such a clever appearance now?

The more you see it, the more lovely it is.

"Come on, I'll help you up."

Qiao Zhen helped Zhan Nanting up and found that he hadn't put on his clothes. He unconsciously looked away and coughed.

Zhan Nanting said suspiciously, "did you take off this dress for me?"

"No, not me! You took it off yourself last night." Joe was innocent and flustered.

Sure enough, Mu Zexi was right. This man was not only drunk and had problems, but also broken pieces!

Zhan Nanting shamelessly shook his head and said, "really? I don't remember at all."

"Of course, I'm fine. Why do you take off your clothes? Am I that kind of person?"

"What kind of person? You want to do whatever you want to do to me when you see me drunk, that kind of person?"

"Cough..." Joe choked.

do as one pleases?

It's what she dreamed last night

With such a cough, Zhan Nanting nodded and said, "so you really want to do whatever you want to do to me."

Joe's face turned red and released Zhan Nanting.

"Go back to your room yourself! I'll make sober soup!" she turned and left.

Zhan Nanting looked at Qiao Zhen's angry back and regretted. What did she do? I could have helped him into the room and lay him down. Wouldn't it be OK at that time

It was a mistake.

-

Joe is making sober soup. Looking at the bubbling soup, he thinks of the past.

This sobering soup was specially learned by her for Gu ran.

Because Gu ran sometimes gets drunk when he drinks at parties, and he gets up very uncomfortable the next day, but he will feel much better after drinking this sober soup.

Joe quipped at herself and looked at her previous promise.

There's really no time to live for yourself. It's always for Gu ran, for Gu ran.

Joe shook her head. The sobering soup was ready. She took the small soup pot out and put it on the table.

Prepare two bowls of rice and several appetizers.

Qiao Zhen goes to Zhan Nanting's bedroom and knocks at the door. Zhan Nanting comes out in a household suit with wet hair.

Not only did not have the usual cold and fierce, but also had a sense of laziness.

The body also carries a faint fragrance of plants and trees, which smells good.

"Blow my hair first." Zhan Nanting stretched out his hand and pulled Qiao Yu into the room.

Joe recovered and had a hair dryer in his hand.

In her heart, she despised herself confused by beauty.

"If it burns, say it."

Qiao Zhen began to blow Zhan Nanting's hair.

In fact, this kind of thing is simple and easy for Joe. She often blows Gu Ran's hair.

But she was still careful for fear that he would be uncomfortable.

After all, he is a noble young master born with a golden spoon.

Zhan Nanting sat, and Qiao Peng was standing and blowing. Zhan Nanting unconsciously leaned against Qiao Peng because he was too comfortable.

Joe held his head and didn't notice that he was leaning on his stomach now.

Just continue to focus on blowing his hair gently and carefully.

When it's done.

Qiao Zhen found that Zhan Nanting leaned his head on his stomach and looked very clever.

"Ready?" Zhan Nanting suddenly looked up and asked her softly.

Joe felt his heart hit by something.

Good boy.

How cute.

Qiao Zhen seemed to be bewitched by something. He reached out and touched Zhan Nanting's head, like a cat.

Zhan Nanting was stunned by her move.

The atmosphere between the two people became a little strange for a moment. It seemed that suddenly the scripts changed?

"Joe, what are you doing?" Zhan Nanting reached out and grabbed Joe's hand.

Joe was surprised. Yeah, what was she doing?!

"Hehe, I, I just touch it to see if your hair is dry. Hehe, let's go out for breakfast!"

Joe quickly pulled back his hand and slipped away with the hair dryer in his arms.

When she got to the dining room, she silently looked at the hair dryer in her hand, raised her hand and knocked on her forehead. Why did she bring it out?!

At this time, Zhan Nanting had come out. Qiao had to put the hair dryer on the side cabinet and pretend that nothing had happened.

Sit down and eat.

Zhan Nanting came out with his cell phone. He also took it after sitting down. Qiao Zhen thought he was busy working and didn't care.

actually.

It's just a routine photo filing.

Zhan Nanting naturally put down his cell phone and began to taste the sobering soup she specially made for him.

It still tastes good. She's really good at cooking.

"Joe."

"Hmm? What's the matter? Isn't it delicious?" Joe asked hurriedly.

Zhan Nanting said with a serious face, "did you really report any cooking class secretly without telling me?"

Joe reacted for a while before he understood that she was praising the delicious food she made!

My heart was a little floating, and my face raised a sweet smile.

"No, just do it casually." Joe waved his hand modestly and happily.

It was so cute that Zhan Nanting quickly bowed his head and ate a meal, otherwise he might want to eat something else.

The two had a good breakfast.

Zhan Nanting said he felt much better, but he still had a headache.

Let Joe rub it for him.

As soon as Joe answered, he lay down and put his head on her leg.

"You."

Zhan Nanting watched TV, reached out and pulled her hand and put it on his temple.

"Press."

"Oh..."

Qiao Zhen's massage technique is very good, which makes Zhan Nanting sleepy.

His eyes blinked slowly.

When Joe found out, he said, "if you're all right, go to bed again, or do you want to go out at what time? I'll call you then." don't be so considerate and careful.

Zhan Nanting enjoyed her tenderness and tenderness. He closed his eyes and said, "call me in half an hour."

"Well, go to sleep." Joe took his hand lightly and continued to press it for him.

The warm and beautiful picture is like a picture.

Time will flash the idea of staying at the moment.

It's just less than half an hour.

Zhan Nanting's work phone rang and woke him up.

"I'll take care of it in the study." he then called the study.

When Qiao has nothing to do, he calls Lin Yaoyao to ask when she will be at school in the afternoon and whether she wants to come together.

But when Lin Yaoyao answered the phone, she was obviously crying.

"Qiao Qiao, Zhang Yue, they are too much!"