Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Yun Si, who was already asleep, was disturbed by such a sudden movement. Her eyelashes trembled slightly and her brows wrinkled slightly.

The man holding her immediately covered her ears.

An aura of great security enveloped her, her skin was touching, and his palms were warm.

She trembled and didn't wake up.

She just subconsciously hugged him and buried her whole head in his arms.

My vigilance was much lower, and I didn't wake up immediately due to such a noise.

Sleeping like a soft little kitten.

The knocking on the door outside the house was still ringing, "bang bang bang".

He seemed to be trying to knock down the door with more force.

Zhou Bingran looked over coldly.

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Not long after, the door was opened with a loud bang.

The bedroom door was closed, all the lights in the room were turned off, and only the light in the entrance was turned on.

As soon as the door opened, the body of the person lying there fell inside immediately.

But before he fell down, his body was kicked directly out of the door.

The man in the room lifted his legs and kicked him out as if he were kicking something dirty.

Outside the door, there was a smell of alcohol.

"...Yun...Teacher Yun..."

In the middle of the night, a drunk man came from nowhere, carrying a bottle of wine and fell to the ground.

He was so drunk that he couldn't speak clearly.

"Night...good evening...Yun...Teacher Yun..."

I was so drunk that I didn't immediately see who was standing at the door.

He just kept mumbling, his voice was broken.

"Yun...Teacher Yun...I...I really...so...like...you so much..."

"You don't know...I've...liked you...from...the first time I saw you..."

"Really...I...I like..."

The man standing at the door lowered his eyes and looked at him emotionlessly under the cold white light of the entrance.

The emotion was so light that it was like looking at a dead person.

The drunkards lying on the ground were already drunk and unconscious, and they were still staggering, trying to get up while holding the bottle.

"Want... do you want to drink together... I have wine... come... drink..."

"Drink together..."

Standing up, he finally saw clearly the person standing at the door.

Not the beautiful, fair-skinned, gentle and sweet sweetheart, but...

He was obviously down for a moment, and then he grabbed the wine bottle and pointed at it.

"You...are...it's you..."

"Where...where is Teacher Yun? You...why are you at Teacher Yun's house?"

He came here to cause trouble in the middle of the night and pretended to catch his cheating wife.

"Teacher Yun! Teacher Yun!"

He started shouting at the top of his lungs.

He shouted so much that the voice-activated lights in the entire corridor turned on.

Zhou Bingran looked at him coldly, picked up the phone and found the property management number.

"You...why are you at Teacher Yun's house..."

He was drunk and did not care about the mischief. His body was swaying and he could not stand firmly.

Just as he was about to pinch him, Zhou Bingran kicked him without raising his eyelids.

He kicked him to the ground again, and the wine bottle fell to the ground with a clang, breaking glass pieces all over the floor.

It was quiet now.

He no longer shouted, only groaned, unconscious.

Lying on the ground like a wriggling insect.

Five minutes later, the property manager came with security guards.

He apologized profusely to Zhou Bingran, and then dragged the drunkard away on the ground.

Zhou Bingran watched them leave and then closed the door.

Pushing the door back to the bedroom, the person who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed was obviously awakened.

He sat up, rubbing his groggy eyes, feeling a little dazed.

Zhou Bingran's deliberately gentle movements paused, "Si Si?"