Why hasn't there been a response... Tong Ran's heart skipped a beat, and he simply stretched out his hand and pressed the center of the pillow hard!

I made you drunk like this!

With his handsome face pressed against the pillow, Mo Nanjue felt that his breathing was momentarily blocked. The man was drunk and hazy, his handsome eyebrows were wrinkled, and his slender hand suddenly raised up and waved the pillow away from his face!

The moment he waved away the pillow, Tong Ran took the opportunity to turn over and instantly got out of the quilt that was wrapped in a ball!

The man took advantage of the situation and lay down on his side on the carpet. He tilted his head and pursed his thin lips, but did not wake up.

"call……"

Tong Ran patted her chest and hurriedly threw the pillow in her hand aside. She walked over and touched the man lying on the ground with the instep of her foot. When she found that he didn't respond, she breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to get the contract with confidence.

.

But as soon as she turned around, someone grabbed her ankle and dragged her backwards. Her foot slipped, her body swayed unsteadily, and she fell to the ground!

"ah--"

Depend on!

The moment he fell, Tong Ran couldn't help crying, why does this man still have so much strength when he's drunk?! It just so happens that he's so accurate every time!

Is he really drunk or pretending to be drunk?!

******

It wasn't until the next morning that Tong Ran was sure that Mo Nanjue was really drunk last night.

Because he never woke up.

In the early morning, Tong Ran managed to break free from the clutches of her clutches. She smelled of alcohol all over her body. She had no choice but to take Mo Nanjue's shirt cover and trousers and put them on, and climbed out from the balcony again.

Before leaving, I did not forget to print the man's handprint on the last page of the contract.

The ink pad had already been knocked over by his drunken behavior last night, and Tong Ran couldn't do anything about it. He simply bit his finger, smeared the blood on the man's thumb, and made a fingerprint.

This is the purpose of her coming here.

Now that her goal was achieved, she couldn't laugh.

Tong Ran wrapped his suit tightly around his body and walked to the bedside. The man was still asleep, obviously he hadn't sobered up yet, and the broken light of the early morning shone in, making his handsome face perfect and delicate.

But Tong Ran had no intention of admiring it. She frowned, thinking that last night he actually gave her to... Waves of anger and discomfort surged into her heart. She clenched her little hands tightly, then leaned down slightly and raised her hand to touch his handsome face.

Two slaps!

Snapped!

I told you to bully me!

Snapped!

Call you not a human being!

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When walking out of Dihao Longyuan, Tong Ran looked back from a distance.

Her eyes were hazy, as if what happened last night was just a dream, but the double discomfort in her body and heart told her that everything really happened.

She is no longer the same person she was when she climbed into the Imperial Dragon Garden...

When he turned around again, a gust of cold wind hit him. Tong Ran couldn't help but speed up his pace and stamped his feet on the ground hard several times!

Let that man take advantage in vain...

If she had known better, she should have slapped him more last night!

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This day is a terrible day.

Especially for Butler Zhou of Dihao Longyuan.

For the first time, he was a little unsteady in front of the coffee table in the living room on the first floor.

Mo Nanjue's slender legs were crossed, and he was nestled comfortably in the back of the leather chair. He was holding a white porcelain coffee cup in one hand and tapping it gently on the edge of the table with the other. It was very comfortable.

But his handsome face was covered with haze and... slap marks.
Chapter completed!