The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Yang Xiaoqian only felt that her body was so hot that she could spit out fire.

What the hell is going on?

Obviously, she didn't drink tonight. Can she drink juice and feel like wine?

"Miss Yang, this way, please." A hotel attendant saw that she was uncomfortable and said, "I'll take you upstairs to have a rest."

Yang Xiaoqian nodded somewhat blankly.

But this is Zhou Jiabao's Hotel, and she comes every year. Nothing should happen.

When she got to the room, Yang Xiaoqian closed the door and sent her room number to Jiang Yuting, "I'm a little dizzy. I'll go down after a rest."

As soon as the news was sent, she fainted on the bed.

"Next, wait for the good play." Li Menglan said with a smile, holding her daughter's hand, "come on, go out and enjoy it."

All night, Jing stared at people here. He was afraid that he would not succeed. Now he can rest assured.

The two men walked out laughing, and saw the waiter holding some drunk fan Pu upstairs, walking in the direction of Lin wanwan's room just now.

The mother and daughter looked at each other. I didn't expect fan Pu to get drunk so fast. This is heaven's help.

As long as Jiang Yugeng is done again, her daughter can marry him.

It's just that Jiang Yugeng is too difficult to deal with. Unlike Lin wanwan, who is a piece of white paper, he is easily fooled.

But there was no loss.

She doesn't believe that Jiang Yugeng can be generous enough to see Lin wanwan with other men, and can he forgive her?

Men can come any way they like outside, but women at home can't.

The mother and daughter took the elevator downstairs, and at the entrance of the stairs, when the elevator door closed, a person ran out.

Jiang Yuting flustered to find the room door, and saw a waiter holding fan Pu in front, just about to push Yang Xiaoqian's room door.

"You're going the wrong way." Jiang Yuting said later.

The waiter was stiff.

"Wrong way?" Fan Pu looked at Jiang Yuting faintly, "Geng Shao?"

Jiang Yuting didn't answer him, "this house is my girlfriend's."

The waiter glanced at him and said, "we... Didn't want to enter this room, but the customer was too drunk to stand here."

"I won't go." Fan Pu smiled, "I'm going to stop you."

"Neuropathy." Jiang Yuting skipped him and knocked on the door of Yang Xiaoqian's room.

Waiter, "..."

I'm a little anxious. What should I do?

His task is not finished yet.

"If I don't go, I won't go." Fan Pu took Jiang Yuting's hand. "I tell you, you can't turn away my Wan like this."

What aster?

"Let go." Jiang Yuting said in a cold voice.

"No." Fan Pu grabbed Jiang Yuting's hand. "Anyway, I won't let it go. I'll let it go if you give it back to me."

Jiang Yuting, "..."

Where is this madman from?

"Your wanwan is in the room over there." Jiang Yuting coaxed the liar patiently, "go find her. This is my room."

"You lie, you knock on the door of your room." Fan Pu said.

Jiang Yuting, "... Are you drunk?"

"Of course I'm not drunk." Fan Pu's footsteps shook a little.

"Take him away quickly." Jiang Yuting said angrily, "also, give me the room card of this room."

"This... Does not conform to... Regulations." The waiter said.

Looking up at Jiang Yuting's cold eyes, he was startled and quickly handed him the room card.

"This..."

Fan Pu still wanted to speak. The door of the room was opened. As soon as he was happy, he wanted to follow up. As a result, the door slammed shut.

Fan Pu touched his nose, a little wronged.

Waiter, "..."

He can't understand it.