Systematic Director’s Tender Love

Thinking of this, Zhao Donghan's attitude towards him could not help but ease down.

He let him hold the hand, and didn't pull it out immediately, she said softly:

"Shao Mu, I am Zhao Donghan, not the person you think.

You try to see if you can stand up. I call the villa and ask the driver to pick you up, okay? "

"No! Why are you looking for someone else here? Rongrong, you still despise me and you still want to leave, don't you?"

He turned his head away, determined that she was Rongrong, and did not listen to what she had just said.

After the man got drunk, he lost a little bit of indifference and added a bit of willfulness.

It was the first time that Zhao Donghan saw Mu Yichen with such a novel style of painting, and he was dumbfounded.

"No! I came here by taxi. If I take you home, I have to call a taxi. Let Leng Kun come and pick you up. It will be more convenient."

She said in a discussing tone, hoping he could make some sense.

"Who is Leng Kun? I don't know this person!

If others come to pick me up, I will not leave, I want you to send me back! If you refuse, I will just sit here and become a rock! "

He raised his eyes to look at her, unwilling to compromise, stubborn almost unreasonably making trouble.

Zhao Donghan really wanted to let go of him in anger, but when he caught sight of his stubborn and expectant gaze, his heart softened again:

"Ok!"

She was also fainted, what is the truth to a drunk!

Hearing her promised, he finally nodded his head and smiled from the corners of his lips:

"I knew that Rongrong was the best to me!"

He propped up the sofa with his right hand, still holding her hand with his left, stood up slowly, and walked to the door staggeringly.

Seeing him walking awkwardly, she put her other hand on his arm:

"Go slow!"

He simply leaned in and put his whole body's weight on her thin body with an inch.

Just a few steps out, Zhao Donghan couldn't bear it.

Mu Yichen is 180 centimeters tall. Although he is very thin, he is a man after all. Put all the weight on her, how can she stand it? After a while, fine sweat oozes from his forehead.

Upon seeing this, a waitress rushed over, reaching out to help hold his other arm.

"Go away!"

Before he touched his sleeve, he was swung away severely by the man.

The waitress staggered and leaned directly on the wall.

Zhao Donghan quickly apologized for him: "I'm sorry, I can do it myself."

Then, she turned her head and groaned Mu Yichen: "She is also kind, why are you having such a bad attitude?"

The man glanced at her with no guilt expression on his face:

"You said, I belong to you alone, you don't like other girls touching me!"

"I never said such a thing!"

Zhao Donghan quickly denied that it was obvious that he had drunk too much and admitted the wrong person, and she didn't recite this pot.

He raised his eyebrows and said frankly:

"Have you forgotten? You said that if I was touched by another girl, you wouldn't let me touch you again..."

"How many times do you want me to say before you can believe it? The person you said is not me, I am Zhao Donghan!"

She gritted her teeth and raised her voice somewhat depressed.

He stared at her intently, his eyes flickering:

"Don't deny it, you can't lie to me! I drink well. I am notoriously not drunk for a thousand cups and not pour 10,000 cups!

Zhao Donghan has no body, no beauty, and does not know how to please men. I kept her by my side, just to solve physical needs; and you are beautiful and charming, and you are the love of my life. Two of you, one is the sunrise in the sky and the other is the dirt on the ground. How could I admit it wrong?

Good boy, stop mentioning that disappointing woman! "

After hearing this, Zhao Donghan almost vomited blood.

If it weren't for seeing him drunk and unconscious, she would really like to kick him and leave him here!

It's strange! He didn't remember Leng Kun after drinking too much, but didn't forget her! She kindly sent him home, she didn't expect him to be grateful, but he couldn't be guilty of belittling her like this!

Is she really that bad?

Besides, does she have a figure and beauty that he should care about? If he wants to compliment others, just praise, why do he have to use her as a foil?

Based on his current state, he can't even figure out who the woman standing in front of him is, and dare to pretend to be a thousand cups of not drunk?

Zhao Donghan took a deep breath and pressed the anger down:

"Let's not argue about this, let's go!"

Finally got him out of the bar, she was so tired that she was out of breath:

"Give me your car key!"

He looked at her blankly, as if he didn't understand her words:

"What car key?"

"If you don't give me the car keys, how can I drive you back?"

Zhao Donghan held her forehead with one hand, and felt more and more that she was in trouble for herself.

Mu Yichen finally understood, tilted his head and thought for a while and said:

"Well... it seems to be on me. My head is dizzy, you can find it yourself!"

"Ok!"

With one hand still held tightly by him, she had to use the other hand to look for it in his coat pocket, only to find a black wallet.

"It seems to be in the pocket..."

He glanced at the wallet drunkly, and mumbled vaguely.

She had no choice but to put the wallet back, and put her hand in the pocket of his suit pants. As soon as he put his fingertips in, he suddenly said loudly:

"Strange! As soon as you touch my leg, I really want to kiss you, and I want to drag you to the bed..."

Zhao Donghan immediately took his hand out of his trouser pocket, and firmly covered his mouth.

They are standing at the entrance of the nightclub, and there are often guests coming in and out, how can he say this!

He is shameless, she wants it!

"Forget it, let's take a taxi!"

Soon, she stopped a taxi, and after a lot of effort, she squeezed him into the car.

Zhao Donghan let out a sigh of relief and sat in by himself and reported the address of the villa to the driver.

After the taxi left, three tall and handsome figures appeared from the side.

"Wen Xuan, looking at the appearance of that girl, I feel that Achen is not hopeless!"

"Yes! Since she is willing to send Achen, it proves that she still has him in her heart!"

"You two are too arbitrary! Willing to send him home doesn't mean anything! Maybe it's out of pity?"

Xu Wenxuan shook his head disapprovingly.

"Interesting! I am looking forward to the result of my bet with you two more and more."

Along the way, Mu Yichen sat quietly next to Zhao Donghan, not noisy or noisy. However, her hand was still held tightly by him, and she didn't break away after several times, so she just left him.

They are very close in this small space. Zhao Donghan turned his head and stared at the lightly drunk man beside him.

His nose is straight and tall, two **** thin lips are slightly closed, and the corners of his lips are naturally curled up in a charming arc. The normally cold eyes were tightly closed at this moment, making the outline of the entire face softer. Her long eyelashes were hanging down, making her look not like a mortal.

Zhao Donghan sighed secretly, his previous ferocious appearance emerged in his mind.

Who could think that after falling asleep, such a quiet and beautiful man would be so terrible when he was awake.