His Long Love

"Go back to your room Meng Qingge quickly stretched out his hand and kept clapping on Xiao Zhang's back, urging him, "hurry up! It's over, it's over

Xiao Zhang puffed out the corner of his mouth, restrained his smile, and quickened the pace of going up the stairs.

Xiao Zhang put Meng Qingge at the door of the master bedroom on the second floor. Meng Qingge immediately ran in, then slammed the door and closed it. Then, there was a "click". Meng Qingge locked the door from inside.

"Hoo..." Meng Qingge tried to open her eyes and exhaled a long breath. The door was locked and it was safe. Even if Ji Wanzhou knew that she was drunk and couldn't get in, she couldn't do anything about her!

Thinking of this, Meng Qingge triumphantly walked toward the big round bed, a walk a shake, than before a walk three shake much stronger.

The whole person is lying on the big round bed, looking at the ceiling above his head, gently picking the eyebrow tail, and then the corners of his lips hook up a little smile, I don't know what funny things are thinking about.

Downstairs.

Season evening boat from the car came down, the pace is in a hurry, the whole body is emitting cold air pressure.

Just entering the hall, Ji Wanzhou smelled the strong smell of wine, as well as the unique flavor of Meng Qingge.

Ji Wanzhou's eyes sank. It seems that I have drunk a lot of wine.

Wang Ma was carrying the soup of awakening wine, so she saw the Ji Wanzhou which was rushing upstairs. She said excitedly, "Sir, your legs are all right."

"Yes." Season evening boat should a, and then three steps up the stairs.

Xiao Zhang was walking down the stairs. Seeing Ji Wanzhou, he was stunned. He swept up and down, and immediately got excited, "Hello, boss!"

"Yes." Ji Wanzhou should say, and then continue to go upstairs.

Twist the handle of the second bedroom door. I don't want to open it.

Season evening boat's eye son more heavy a few minutes, the corner of the mouth smoked, toward the downstairs called out, "Wang Ma, bring the key of the second floor master bedroom."

The voice of Ji Wanzhou directly let Meng Qingge, who was lying on the big round bed in the master bedroom, immediately sat up from the bed, and then walked towards the door with light hands and feet.

Mrs. Wang quickly came up with the key and, of course, she also had the soup.

Ji Wanzhou took the key and opened the door directly.

Meng Qingge just walked to the door, but the door suddenly opened.

Meng Qingge a Leng, and then with season evening boat four eyes opposite.

Season evening boat gloomy face, let Meng Qingge's heart all Bang Bang Bang crazy jump up.

"You, you, you Why did you come in? " Meng Qingge looked down at the key on the door and frowned, "I remember I locked the door..."

Ji Wanzhou turned around and took the bowl of wake-up soup from Wang's mother, "go down."

Having said that, Ji Wanzhou went into the master bedroom on the second floor with one hand carrying the bowl of awakening wine soup, and then closed the door with the other hand.

At this time, Meng Qingge found something wrong, so she frowned and squinted at Ji Wanzhou.

My eyes swept back and forth on Ji Wanzhou's body for several times, which determined one thing.

"Ah..." Meng Qingge exclaimed excitedly, "you are well! You can move your limbs! Great. When will it be ready? How good? "

Season evening boat will sober up soup handed to Meng Qingge in front of, face gloomy, "drink."

Meng Qingge didn't dare to make a mistake. He bit the edge of the bowl with his mouth and drank it.

She didn't pick it up with her hands, so it looked like Ji Wanzhou was feeding her.

After drinking the hangover soup, Meng Qingge belched out again.

The smell made Ji Wanzhou frown with displeasure, then put the bowl on the tea table, then stretched out his hand, took Meng Qingge's arm and went to the bathroom to squeeze toothpaste for her and let her brush her teeth.

Meng Qingge is much more honest now, because she is a little afraid that Ji Wanzhou will really kill her in bed

They haven't done it for a long time.

Meng Qingge doesn't think he can bear the madness of the season boat.

After brushing his teeth, Meng Qingge blew a breath to Ji Wanzhou, with a flattering smile on his face, "it's much better to smell!"