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¡°It¡¯s embarrassing, I¡¯ll teach you a lesson when I get back.¡±
Worried that if he continued to stay, he might be in the news tomorrow, Fu Ziheng directly picked up Zhan Panxia and walked out.
¡°Well, I feel uncomfortable, put me down, put me down quickly!¡±
Zhan Panxia drank a lot of wine, which made Fu Ziheng hang on his shoulders and feel very uncomfortable in his stomach.
It¡¯s just that Fu Ziheng didn¡¯t believe it. Not only did he not believe it, he walked even faster.
"You're still pretending, right? You want me to put you down, and you want to continue drinking, right?"
"Zhan Panxia, ??when did you become an alcoholic?"
"No, no, I feel really uncomfortable. I feel like vomiting. I feel like vomiting."
"What?"
Fu Ziheng reacted and wanted to put down Zhan Panxia immediately, but it was too late.
"Ugh, vomit~"
The back suddenly felt warm, accompanied by a strong wine, Fu Ziyuan's face was darker.
If Zhan Panxia hadn¡¯t been a woman, Fu Ziheng might have really wanted to beat her.
"Hiccup~comfortable."
"Now I want to get some sleep."
After vomiting and feeling comfortable, Zhan Panxia said with satisfaction.
All the stains were on Fu Ziheng¡¯s back. In this case, Fu Ziheng could only choose to get into a room and change clothes first.
The most common places near bars are love hotels.
Fu Ziheng brought his ID card, but Zhan Panxia did not.
The landlady at the front desk looked at Fu Ziheng and Zhan Panxia ambiguously. This kind of scene often happens in hotels, and they have long been used to it.
¡°Here, here¡¯s the room key, take it easy.¡± The landlady said with a smile.
Fu Ziheng was speechless to the extreme, too lazy to explain anything, so he directly resisted Zhan Panxia and came to the room.
Entering the room, the first thing Fu Ziheng had to do was to unbutton the shirt with Zhan Panxia's vomit on it.
Who would have thought that just after he made this move, Zhan Panxia looked at Fu Ziheng warily.
"Fu Ziheng, you have a fianc¨¦e, we can't mess around, stay away from me, stay away!"
"It seems that you are not too drunk."
"But don't look at your flat figure, who would be interested in it."
After finishing speaking, Fu Ziheng pulled off his shirt and entered the bathroom to start rinsing.
"What a flat figure!"
"Fu Ziheng, it seems you really need to see an ophthalmologist!" Zhan Panxia said angrily.
It¡¯s okay to say she has a bad temper, but it¡¯s not okay to say she has a bad figure!
Her figure is naturally incomparable with European and American women, but compared with Asian women, she is already in the middle and upper reaches, right?
Twenty minutes later, Fu Ziheng came out wearing a bath towel. When he saw the scene in front of him, he was so frightened that he turned around immediately.
"Zhan Panxia, ??what are you doing? Why do you take off your clothes and put them on me quickly!"
"No, Fu Ziheng, turn around and take a look, this is c! It's c! It's not a flat figure!"
"Do you really think people are still the same as they were four or five years ago?"
The tight-fitting black dress has long since stretched to the point where Zhan Panxia can no longer hide her spring beauty.
Such a revealing scene is enough to arouse the desire of every normal man.
"I give you ten seconds to put on your skirt, or else I'll beat you, believe it or not?"
"You're going to hit me again. Fu Zi is the only one in Jindu who dares to attack me!"
"Damn it! Absolutely abominable!"
Zhan Panxia was a little drunk, not afraid of Fu Ziheng at all, and kept scolding him.
Fu Ziheng couldn't turn his head and scold her, couldn't move his hands, couldn't help her get dressed, he could only stay as motionless as a piece of wood.
I don¡¯t know how much time passed, but Fu Ziheng noticed that there was no sound behind him.
Turning around to look over, Zhan Panxia had already fallen asleep.
Fu Ziheng slowly approached Zhan Panxia and found that the woman was quite obedient when she was sleeping, but she was still messy and had not been cleaned up at all.
Fu Ziheng wanted to help Zhan Panxia tidy up his clothes, but he still reacted normally when he touched that young body.
Fu Ziheng frowned, picked up the quilt, and covered Zhan Panxia directly.
¡° Then I saw that it was almost late at night. It would be bad for them to be alone in the same room. Zhan Panxia hadn¡¯t found a boyfriend yet, so she couldn¡¯t delay her.
So Fu Ziheng was naked?, walk out of the room.
Olive lives on the 28th floor of Jindu Hotel and has been standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window of her room for a long, long time.
Just after teaching her sister Xibel a lesson, Olive wanted to go to Fu Ziheng to apologize.
But Olive didn¡¯t find Fu Ziheng, so she kept waiting and waiting.
The longer she waited, the more uneasy Olive felt.
This is Jindu, and this is where Zhan Panxia exists. If Fu Ziheng disappears, is he staying with Zhan Panxia?
After this idea came up, Olive shook her head vigorously.
No, no, Fu Ziheng is responsible and will not act haphazardly.
Fu Ziheng said that if you choose yourself, you can definitely do it. When the Nanchu full moon banquet is over, they can get married and there will be no other troubles.
Just as she finished thinking about it, the phone in the room rang, and Olive immediately went over to answer it.
"Ms. Olive, Mr. Fu Ziheng has returned to the hotel." The front desk said politely.
"Okay, thank you."
No matter how late he went out, Fu Ziheng would always come back here, and Olive breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, now Olive really wants to go out and ask Fu Ziheng what he was doing just now, but she doesn't want Fu Ziheng to feel that he has no freedom.
So Olive stayed up all night and prepared to wait until the next day to ask again.
The next day at the dinner table, Sibel had a tantrum with her sister yesterday. She didn¡¯t eat lunch or dinner, and she was so hungry.
At this moment, Sibel had a fried dough stick stuffed in his mouth and had no energy to observe his sister's emotions.
"I wanted to go to your room to talk last night, but you weren't there. Where were you?" Olive asked casually while drinking soy milk.
"I didn't do anything, just wandering outside. Every time I come back to Jindu, I have to sigh at the changes in Jindu. Lu Sihan did a good job in this."
"Where are you hanging out? Why do you feel like you smell like alcohol?"
¡°You can even smell it, it¡¯s really amazing.¡±
"While walking around, I saw a friend drinking and already drunk, so I went to pick him up."
"Which friend?" Olive began to inquire, and this secret kept her awake all night.
Fu Ziheng paused for a moment, then put down his knife and fork, and said calmly: "He is a friend you don't know, so there is no need to ask too many questions."
"Ziheng, does asking like this make you angry?"
"I'm sorry, because this is Jindu, and you're not in the hotel, it's easy to make me anxious and scared."
"It's okay, I'm not angry. I'm full. You guys eat slowly." Fu Ziheng smiled lightly and walked out.
It wasn¡¯t that Fu Ziheng didn¡¯t want to tell Olive about Zhan Panxia, ??but that nothing happened last time, and Sibel made everything so ugly.
Fu Ziheng just thought that it would be better to do less than to do more. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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