Did President Ji Urge for Marriage Today?

Zhao Yan, who was waiting anxiously outside the door, couldn't help but worry, the boss is not at home, right?

Just when he was about to follow in, Ji Linchen closed the door with a "bang".

Seeing this, Miss Tang should be drinking.

This reminded Zhao Yan of the previous time, the drunk Miss Tang hung on Ji Zong like a koala, tired of her voice and wanted to hug...

Before Zhao Yan recalled the picture, the door was opened with a "bang".

I saw the boss walking out holding Miss Tang horizontally, his face turned black.

"You send those two home first, and then call a driver." Ji Linchen stopped in front of Zhao Yan, and Yu Guang pointed to the two supporting each other behind him. .

Zhao Yan looked up, the boss's suit jacket was draped over Miss Tang, and the white shirt had obvious stains.

It is hard for him to imagine how a clean boss could endure Miss Tang's drunkenness.

"Yes, I will call Xiao Liu right away." After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he asked the bodyguard to help Xu Mingzhu and Su Zhen to take a step forward.

Ji Linchen passed by his side: "Remember to say to Mr. Xu and Mr. Su."

Zhao Yan nodded.

He turned around and looked at the boss's sharpened and sharp back, then moved to Xu Mingzhu and Su Zhen who were unable to walk away, and shook his head sympathetically.

These two ladies are afraid that they will have to think about it in the mansion recently.

Ji Linchen took Tang Shumi off the cruise ship and walked towards the bench on the sidewalk on the river.

Halfway through the walk, he was forced to stop, and the person in his arms kept yelling: "Shoes have fallen, shoes have fallen." They swayed up and down on his arms.

Ji Linchen turned his head.

A silver high-heeled shoe lay alone on the ground.

"No more." He frowned slightly displeased.

Tang Shumi shook her head frantically: "No, no, I want to wear my shoes, I must wear my shoes!"

The more he yelled, the more excited he was, his head fell directly from Ji Linchen's arms, his neck turned upside down.

"..."

Ji Linchen's face had never been so dark before. He pulled Tang Shumi's head back into his arms, then turned and walked to the high heels and squatted down.

Tang Shumi sat on Ji Linchen's lap, wrapped his hands around his neck, obediently watching Ji Linchen put on her shoes.

His eyebrows are deep, deepening under the dim street lamp, the bridge of his nose is high, and his lips are thinly pressed into a straight line.

Long black eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the cold white skin.

Ghostly obsessed.

Tang Shumi gave it a kiss.

Ji Linchen made a sudden movement in his hand, but quickly re-held his restless feet and put on his shoes.

Tang Shumi looked at the lipstick mark on his face and smiled silly.

Ji Linchen ignored her silly smile and stood up, still hugging her sideways.

Perhaps because of no response, Tang Shumi obediently put her head on his shoulder and said nothing.

When Ji Linchen walked to the bench, Tang Shumi hugged him and did not let go.

He frowned and said coldly: "Let go."

"No."

"Tang Shumi, let me go."

"No! Yes!" She wanted to be held, but didn't want to come down.

...

Ji Linchen hugged Tang Shumi and sat on the bench blankly.

A few passers-by cast curious glances, but they were all blocked by the cold aura emanating from Ji Linchen.

"You are so good-looking." Tang Shumi looked at his face with Shui Lingling's eyes open.

Ji Linchen gave a cold hmm.

Perhaps his response was too indifferent, Tang Shumi was not happy, put her face in front of Ji Linchen, and looked directly at his dark eyes.

"What about me? Am I good-looking?"

Ji Linchen looked at the woman with makeup like a small cat and said, "Ugly."

When Tang Shumi heard this, tears suddenly fell, and then she burst into tears.

Passers-by not far away stopped and watched.

Ji Linchen praised it without a tone: "It looks good."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Tang Shumi closed her mouth instantly, then looked at him with tears in her eyes, and stretched out her finger to touch his face repeatedly.

Ji Linchen rubbed the bones of his brows. Nothing in the company was troublesome for a drunk woman.

Tang Shumi moved restlessly in his arms, Ji Linchen raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Don't move, you will be thrown into the river to feed the fish when you move."

Tang Shumi was so frightened that she screamed, and instantly withdrew her hand, hiding her face in his arms.

Fortunately, the driver came quickly, Ji Linchen wrapped Tang Shumi in a suit with a sullen face and threw it into the back row.

The Black Land Rover was driving on Zhujiang Avenue. Just after crossing the bridge, Shumi suddenly threw himself into Ji Linchen's arms and started crying.

He mumbled vaguely while crying.

"Ouuu Tang Ci bullied me, and Shen Qingqing too."

"Ooooooooo~"

Tang Shumi lifted her face from her arms and looked at him with tears, full of hope.

"No one is bullying you now." Ji Linchen's voice was flat.

"Ouuuuu and Ji Linchen."

"The dog man not only bullied me, but he also showed me oh oh oh oh every day."

"Uuuuuu I'm so sad."

There seems to be no response.

Tang Shumi raised her face again.

Ji Linchen:...

"Can you help me throw him in the trash can?" Tang Shumi got up, wrapped his neck in one hand and tugged his tie with the other, winking at him.

Ji Linchen:...

"The toilet is also ok." Shu Mi leaned close to his cheek, exhaling in his ear.

Ji Linchen pushed her into his arms: "Shut up."

At the same time, a cold eye flew to the front rearview mirror, scared Xiao Liu immediately retracted his gaze, and his hands on the steering wheel were loose.

Tang Shumi was not at ease all the way, Ji Linchen had a black face and the driver did not dare to take a breath.

When he arrived at Mingyuan, Ji Linchen directly dragged Tang Shumi out, ignoring that the butler and servants looked at him with horror at his untidy clothes and lipstick marks on his chest. With Tang Shumi in his right hand, he went straight upstairs.

With a "bang", the bedroom door was slammed.

Tang Shumi was thrown on the bed mercilessly. Fortunately, the mattress was soft enough that her whole body only bounced twice.

The fall was a little painful, and Tang Shumi's confused and confused mind became a little more sober, but this soberness was out of anger towards Ji Linchen.

She got up from the bed, her feet separated trying to stand firm.

Because the alcohol paralyzed the cerebellum, her body kept shaking, and she happened to be standing next to the bed again.

If you are not careful, you will fall off.

"Tang Shumi, come down to me." Ji Linchen said coldly, his patience has reached his limit.

She snorted, pulled off her suit and threw it on him, staring at Yuanyuan's big eyes:

"Why are you fierce?!"

"What did I do wrong, you want to kill me?!"

"Ji Linchen, little spicy chicken, you can only force it!"

With one hand in her waist, she pointed at Ji Linchen's nose, provoking every word.

"Small—! Spicy—! Chicken—!" After speaking, she snorted.

Ji Linchen sneered: "Tang Shumi, you owe you to clean up today, right?"

"Heh!" Tang Shumi also sneered like him, "Who owes to clean up?"

Ji Linchen pulled off his tie and walked towards her.

Tang Shumi stepped back two steps when she saw this, and fell on the bed without standing still.

She widened her eyes and waved a small fist at him: "I'm telling you, don't cry and beg me later."

Ji Linchen chuckles: "Really?"

He unbuttoned the buttons slowly.

Even if he drank it again, Tang Shumi smelled an extremely dangerous and aggressive aura.

She turned over in a violent spirit, trying to crawl under the bed, but it was too late...

Ji Linchen grabbed her calf and dragged her to bed, then lifted it up and turned her face.

Tang Shumi faced the ceiling, her half-stopped brain repeated three words mechanically-it was over

...

I don't know when the light was turned off, and Nuo Da's room fell into darkness.

The surroundings are quiet, only aggrieved and helpless begging.

The insects outside the window are still singing.

The night is still very long.

Tang Shumi's first feeling when she opened her eyes was the headache after the hangover.

Immediately afterwards, the sensory cells of the whole body began to wake up, pain everywhere, as if being run over by a rolling pin, and the bones fell apart.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes, her mind still a little confused, turned her head to see no one next to her, and closed her eyes again.

What happened last night?

It seems to be an in-depth exchange with Ji Linchen.

anything else?

Nothing.

She drank the fragments, her mind was chaotic, she didn't remember what happened last night.

A shrunken head went into the quilt, and she swept from top to bottom. The pajamas are well worn and the body is clean and fresh.

I have to praise Ji Linchen for his good afterthought.

She sighed, the problem is not big!

Fortunately, Ji Linchen went to the company, otherwise he didn't know what expression to face him.

Shumi thought for a while, she would probably stare at him with a straight face--dog man, you are not a human, you dare to **** me while I'm drunk! , And then Ji Linchen should respond to her coldly.

Neither Xu Mingzhu nor Su Zhen sent a message to her. They were probably still sleeping. Tang Shumi lay down again, feeling a little hungry, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash.

The hangover turned out to be a bad face. Shumi was holding an electric toothbrush, looking at the dimmed skin color and slightly swollen big eyes in the mirror, a little sad.

The foam in her mouth accumulated more and more, and she bent down and spit it out, just as the foam spit out.

She froze suddenly, her chaotic mind suddenly awake, revealing a picture like clouds and mist——

"Tang Shumi, brush your teeth well, don't swallow the toothpaste foam, spit it out."

"Puff puff-"

"Don't vomit, vomit in the sink."

"Puff puff-"

"Don! Book! Honey!"

"Puff puff-"

Ji Linchen wiped a handful of foam stuck to his chin, his face was darker than the bottom of the pot, as if he was going to pick her up and throw it out in the next second.

And the scornful person smiled stupidly, bending his eyes: "Puff—Puff—Puff—I’m a pea shooter!"

...

day!

Oh my God!

Tang Shumi choked, she swallowed the unfinished toothpaste foam abruptly.

After a while, after accepting this fact, she put down her toothbrush and turned around with difficulty.

Yu Guang accidentally swept to the crystal bathtub next to him.

stop--!

It's a brand new picture again, this time it rushes in suddenly, occupying the entire brain.

At the closing stage last night, Ji Linchen threw her into the bathtub in disgust.

When she was fishing, she directly pulled Ji Linchen in.

then……

what--! ! !

Tang Shumi covered her face sadly with her hands, and slowly slid her back against the marble platform, and finally sat cross-legged on the ground.

It is said that being drunk will only sleep like a pig?

Fuck me! Xu Mingzhu, a smelly sister!

After a long time, Tang Shumi finally slowed down.

She stood up, patted her face, made a barely smiling expression in the mirror, and then walked out of the bathroom cheer.

Fun, it's all fun, it's no shame that everyone is an adult.

However, the moment she walked out of the bathroom and saw the bed.

leg……

Soft!

Reflexively soft!

At the same time, countless images scrambled into her mind, and auditory hallucinations began to hum through her ears.

"Ji Linchen, little spicy chicken, can only force it."

"Oh, you owe it to clean up!"

"Believe it or not, I hit you with my fist, don't cry and beg me."

"You kowtow to me and apologize and ask Dad to forgive you."

...

"Ji Linchen oooooo Ji Linchen~"

"I was wrong. I was wrong. I won't mess with you again."

"I'm good, I'm really good, don't do it."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu are daddy."

...

Heaven kills me! This **** wine!

Shumi covered her face, dropped her head on the bed, rolled from the end of the bed to the head of the bed wrapped in a quilt, and then rolled back from the head of the bed.

She scratched her hair violently, groaned, then slid off the bed and knelt by the bed.

Like a shackled prisoner, his skin and ears are drooping.

Suddenly, a dark shadow shrouded.

Tang Shumi raised her head.

Fendai's face is still white and delicate, if it weren't for her messy hair like a chicken coop and the corners of her mouth with white toothpaste the size of a bean, she would still be a peerless beauty.

Ji Linchen hung his hands on the trousers line, and looked at her quietly with "what are you doing?"

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The next book is "Pushing You in My Arms"

Shen Zhan raised Lin Jiayin for three years. Lin Jiayin helped him wash and cook, squeezed his legs and beat his back, and loved him wholeheartedly. This is a model for fostering and an industry model.

Until one day, Shen Zhan came back from abroad and sent a small visitor.

Shen Zhan spoke to Lin Jiayin cheerfully, saying: Very well-behaved and soft, I said she dare not go west. All day long, I only know to stick to me, like raising a puppet cat.

Speaking of this, Shen Zhan is a bit thirsty. He lay on the sofa and raised his legs. He looked evil and his voice was lazy: "Good news, two cups of honey lemon fruit tea, three-point sugar to ice and passion fruit."

Lin Jiayin dragged the suitcase and walked to him from the bedroom, expressionless, with a cold tone: "Shen Zhan, don't you **** have long hands? You have to drink and do it yourself!"

Shen Zhan: dumbfounded

Hair small: ... God's **** cute and soft puppet cat

Shen Zhan couldn't understand why Lin Jiayin after the breakup was so different from before, until he took out a shabby diary from under the bed-the 101st way to kick the gold master

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