Zhan Jing was kicked under the bed, wailing like a slaughtered pig. Although the kick on the waist was really merciless, he looked at Ning Le's cute appearance of gloating over his misfortune, hugging the quilt, laughing forward and backward, with his little tiger teeth slightly exposed.

, squinting his crescent-shaped eyes.

It seems that those parting times never existed, and everything is still as beautiful as when they first met. At that time, Zhan Jing was still an unscrupulous man, and Ning Le was still an innocent little girl.

"Murder your husband, murder your husband..."

Zhan Jing ignored him and started shouting at the top of his lungs. Ning Le was startled and hurriedly got up and tried to cover his mouth, but his feet were tangled in the quilt and he fell off the bed.

Although the pain in his waist persisted, Zhan Jing still caught Ning Le neatly and carried her into his arms.

"The mayor's wife who murdered her husband was so cruel. How can you compensate me for the double blow both mentally and physically?"

Ning Le tilted her head and snorted disdainfully. What's the loss? It was obviously Zhan Jing who got the advantage and behaved well. Although the two of them had done all kinds of sexual things in circles, it didn't mean that they could do whatever they wanted now.

Eat your own tofu.

"It's good that I didn't ask you to make up for the loss of my reputation, huh!"

He raised his middle finger to Zhan Jing quite dissatisfied, (#‵′), someone laughed loudly, picked up Ning Le and threw him directly into the bathroom, feeling a strong sourness emanating from the spotless place.

The meaty smell makes people frown and make them feel nauseated.

"My suit has expired and is lying in the bathtub. Do you want to say that I ate too much and vomited all over myself?"

Anyone with a moderate IQ knows that as long as you are conscious, even if you eat too much and feel like vomiting, you will subconsciously bend over and you will never vomit all over yourself.

"That... it definitely has something to do with you eating too much. It has nothing to do with me at all."

Ning Le was going to fight to the death and refuse to admit her mistake, even though it was all stupid things she did while drunk. Drinking really caused trouble. Ning Le swore in her heart that she would never drink alcohol in the future, and she would protect herself wisely and not let Zhan Jing catch her again.

It's your own fault.

"Oh, you don't admit it, do you?"

Zhan Jing had the foresight to know that this little woman was obviously very frank last night, but now she was angry and awkward, too arrogant to admit it. He took out his phone unsteadily, and a video started playing under the touch of his fingertips.

, a clear and familiar voice gradually echoed in the bathroom.

"Hehehe, I have to take a shower before I can sleep. You... are not allowed to peek!"

"I will never peek, but in order to prove that you took off your clothes yourself, I have to leave evidence, otherwise I will definitely jump into the Yellow River early tomorrow morning and be unable to wash it off."

Zhan Jing snorted slightly, threw his phone directly on the sink, turned around and left, closing the door. However, Ning Le began to feel weak in his feet. Before he could take off his clothes, he squeaked and seemed to fall to the ground. Prepare pajamas outside the door.

Zhan Jing heard the sound, kicked open the poor door and rushed in.

"Hey, you pervert, you really want to peek at me taking a shower..."

Ning Le let out a burst of laughter, and the tragedy happened.

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