Looking at the vomit on his pants, Zhao Ningchu covered her mouth and nose and squatted in front of him: "Ji Xiuran, wake up~"
Ji Xiuran didn't react at all. He walked forward, bent down and reached out to pat his face, trying to wake him up, but before his hand could touch the other person's face, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.
Then a strong force pulled her forward, and she crashed directly into Ji Xiuran's strong chest.
Ji Xiuran panicked and tried to push the person away, but couldn't.
"Ji Xiuran, you bastard, let me go."
After saying that, he hit and pinched her, hoping that Ji Xiuran would let her go.
The next second, Ji Xiuran opened his eyes and looked at her with squinted eyes, but he refused to let go.
After a while, he stammered and said, "Huh, cruel woman."
Zhao Ningchu saw that the person was awake and said with a cold face: "Let me go, you are disgusting."
This sentence somewhat angered the drunk man, and Ji Xiuran hugged her tighter.
"Disgusting? Zhao Ningchu, why do you find me disgusting?"
"Madman, please let go now, or I'll be rude to you."
"You are such a cruel woman, you only know how to threaten me."
This was the first time that Zhao Ningchu had seen Ji Xiuran like this. She was a little childish, a little innocent, and pitiful. Anyway, the emotions that she usually couldn't see were all vividly displayed at this moment. For a moment, she was a little at a loss.
"Let me go first, you're drunk."
"I know I'm drunk."
Otherwise, how could you show up.
Zhao Ningchu:......
Come on, talking to a drunkard is like playing the piano to an ox.
Zhao Ningchu reached out and grabbed the big hand around her waist, pulled it away forcefully, and quickly got up from his arms.
Seeing that Ji Xiuran's vomit was also stained on his body, Zhao Ningchu cursed in a low voice.
Damn, this is so disgusting.
She raised her foot and kicked the drunk man: "I don't care about you anymore!"
After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the door, but within a few steps, the man who had fallen on the ground suddenly rushed toward her. Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough and jumped to the side. She only heard a thud, and the man jumped directly to the door.
He fell to the ground and fainted.
When Uncle Chen heard the noise, he was so frightened that he hurried over to see what was going on.
When he saw Ji Xiuran lying on the ground with his upper body naked, he was stunned.
"Madam, what's going on?"
Zhao Ningchu smiled awkwardly: "He's drunk and crazy. Help me pick him up and throw him in the bathtub!"
Uncle Chen stepped forward, helped Ji Xiuran up, who had fainted, and walked towards the bathtub.
"Madam, please come here and help me take off my pants."
Zhao Ningchu's cheeks were slightly red, and she walked forward slowly and unbuttoned his trousers. This was her last line.
Uncle Chen didn't say anything more, just supported Ji Xiuran and placed him in the bathtub.
"Uncle Chen, thank you!"
"Madam, please help me clean it up. I'll go down and take a look at the hangover soup!"
As soon as Uncle Chen left, there were only two people left in the bathroom.
Zhao Ningchu looked at the man leaning in the bathtub, her eyes fell on his forehead, and there was a big purple bump on it.
Were you injured when you fell down just now?
Zhao Ningchu brushed aside his messy hair and took a closer look. It was about the size of a coin and looked quite serious.
She muttered: "Who made you rush towards me suddenly? You deserve it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man who had fainted suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Ningchu intently.
Zhao Ningchu was so frightened that she fell back and sat on the ground: "Oh my god..."
Ji Xiuran felt that his forehead had a severe headache, and he was in a daze now. He looked down at himself and then at Zhao Ningchu.
"Why are you here?"
Ji Xiuran narrowed his eyes and looked at her.
Zhao Ningchu came to her senses and slowly got up from the ground: "You, you, you are drunk!"
When Zhao Ning saw that he didn't say anything at first, thinking that he was awake now, she whispered: "Since you're awake, clean yourself up. I'll go out first."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Ji Xiuran suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, saying childishly: "Don't leave!"
Zhao Ningchu turned to look at him. He should be sober in this state, but how could he still say this tone...
"Let me go!"
Ji Xiuran didn't say anything or let go.
Zhao Ningchu pulled away: "Ji Xiuran, let go of your hand. Now that you've woken up, clean yourself."
Ji Xiuran's eyes were fixed on her. The next second, he reached out and grabbed the girl's waist, and suddenly pulled her over.
Zhao Ningchu couldn't stand upright and threw herself directly into the bathtub, on top of Ji Xiuran.
My whole body was wet.
Ji Xiuran supported his body with both hands and glared at Ji Xiuran: "Are you sick?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Xiuran wrapped his hands around her waist and pressed the girl on him: "Zhao Ningchu, Zhao Ningchu..."
Zhao Ningchu was upset now and struggled to get up: "Let me go, you are helpless!"
Ji Xiuran didn't finish speaking, but hugged Zhao Ningchu tightly, stepped forward and rubbed her neck.
Then he bit the girl's neck hard, and ambiguous red marks suddenly appeared on the fair skin.
Zhao Ningchu froze and pushed the drunken man away: "Ji Xiuran, you are crazy..."
Gu Bei also said that Ji Xiuran was very good when he was drunk. This was obviously a drunken act to take advantage of him.
Zhao Ningchu struggled to reach out and pull away Ji Xiuran's hand from around her waist, struggled to crawl out of the bathtub, turned around and was about to leave, when she heard Ji Xiuran murmuring from behind, "Xiaochu~"
Zhao Ningchu's footsteps suddenly stopped.
Xiaochu!
This is the first time Ji Xiuran calls himself that.
No, it's not the first time. When he first met Ji Xiuran, he also called him that. Why did it change later?
She doesn't know.
Zhao Ningchu sighed and turned to look at Ji Xiuran.
"Ji Xiuran, why did you agree to marry me in the first place?"
Zhao Ningchu asked the question that he had been wondering about for more than half a year.
Ji Xiuran looked at her blankly and said nothing.
Zhao Ningchu said to herself: "Forget it, nothing matters, we are already divorced anyway."
After saying that, she turned to leave. Ji Xiuran reached out and held her back: "Don't leave!"
"Are you looking at my computer?" Zhao Ningchu asked tentatively.
Ji Xiuran still pulled her and repeated what he said just now: "Don't leave!"
Zhao Ningchu was speechless. This man was so drunk now. Why was she asking this?
"You clean yourself, and I'll bring you sobering soup."
After saying that, he slowly opened Ji Xiuran's hand and walked out of the bathroom.
Zhao Ningchu glanced at Uncle Chen in the kitchen: "Uncle Chen, Ji Xiuran is awake. You can bring him sake and boil it in later."
After saying that, he turned around and returned to his bedroom.
After a long night of hard work, Zhao Ningchu was now extremely tired and just wanted to sleep.
She returned to the bedroom and went directly to the bathroom.
More than ten minutes later, when I came out of the bathroom, I saw the man who was downstairs coming up to his bedroom for some reason and lying naked on his bed.
Zhao Ningchu's mouth twitched slightly, and she was speechless. She ran out of the bedroom: "Uncle Chen..."
When Uncle Chen heard the commotion, he quickly came up with the sobering soup.
"Mrs.~"
"Why is he in my room?"
"I don't know, I've been making hangover soup."
Zhao Ningchu has a big head now.
This lunatic doesn't stop even when he's drunk.
"Madam, why don't you bring this sobering soup in for Mr. Ji to drink."
Zhao Ningchu refused without even thinking: "I don't want it!"
"Madam, maybe Mr. Ji sobered up after drinking the hangover soup and went back to his room?"
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, he reluctantly took the sobering soup and turned back to his bedroom.
At this moment, Ji Xiuran had already sat up, and when he saw Zhao Ningchu coming in, he just stared at her blankly.
Suddenly she remembered the plan she had written on her computer.
It turns out that all the pretense is just to leave.
Zhao Ningchu felt a little uncomfortable when Ji Xiuran looked at her, so she walked forward slowly: "Um, hangover soup. After you drink it, go back to your room."
Ji Xiuran ignored her and stared at her: "Zhao Ningchu, why are you so eager to leave me?"
Zhao Ningchu was stunned for a moment, then said: "Why is there no reason?"
"Do you hate me because I tacitly allowed you to kill that bastard?"
Speaking of children again, the atmosphere between the two became extremely depressing.
She took a deep breath and looked at Ji Xiuran: "Yes, I should hate you. You don't know how much I hope to have my own child, but what did you do? What did you Ji family do to me again?"
What?
It's obviously your child. If you don't believe it, that's fine. I can give birth to my child and support myself, and it has nothing to do with you. But what about you?
Now that the child is gone, it is useless to say more, Ji Xiuran, it is impossible for us to go back."
"I said, give you a child!"
Zhao Ningchu immediately laughed when he heard Ji Xiuran's tone of giving.
Give?
This is Ji Xiuran, arrogant and arrogant, who always feels that he is superior and can control everything.
You never know how to respect others, let alone love.
"I don't want it anymore!"
"Zhao Ningchu, you don't know how to flatter me!" Ji Xiuran snorted coldly.
"Ji Xiuran, look, this is you, you are like this, why should I give you a child? You are not worthy!"
When Ji Xiuran heard this, the anger in his heart was immediately ignited.
With scarlet eyes, he said word by word: "Do you think I have to be you?"
Zhao Ningchu shook his head calmly: "No, Ji Xiuran doesn't have any kind of person you want, so how can you have to do it with me?"
Ji Xiuran was extremely angry at Zhao Ningchu.
This damn woman knows how to make him angry.
"Okay, okay, you want to leave, right? Then get out of here, as far away as possible!"
Ji Xiuran roared angrily.
Zhao Ningchu was stunned by his yelling, and was a little surprised after hearing what he said.
So Ji Xiuran allowed himself to leave?
If that's the case, that's great!
Zhao Ningchu handed over the hangover soup in his hand: "Drink this, it will make you feel better!"
The next second, Ji Xiuran reached out and knocked over the hangover soup in her hand. The hot soup spilled on the back of Zhao Ningchu's hand, causing her to scream in pain.
"Ah~"
In an instant, the fair skin turned red visibly to the naked eye.
Zhao Ningchu raised her hand and kept blowing air, glaring angrily at the man sitting beside the bed.
'Ji Xiuran, you are a madman!'
"Go away, don't show up in front of me again."
Zhao Ningchu was so aggrieved that she turned around and left her bedroom.
It's two o'clock in the morning.
It wasn't safe for her to go out so late at night.
When she came downstairs, Zhao Ningchu went to the bathroom and rinsed the back of her burned hands with cold water.
it hurts.
There are blisters all over
Ji Xiuran is a lunatic and a psychopath.
*
When Ji Xiuran woke up at around seven o'clock in the morning, he found himself lying in Zhao Ningchu's bedroom, his head hurting as if it was going to explode.
He reached out and touched his forehead, and it suddenly hurt.
Why did you come to her room?
"Zhao Ningchu..."
He called out, but there was no response.
Ji Xiuran got up and went back to his room, dressed and went downstairs.
When Uncle Chen saw him, he quickly said: "Mr. Ji, you're up!"
Ji Xiuran hummed indifferently and sat in the restaurant to have breakfast.
Suddenly, he said: "Where is Zhao Ningchu?"
Uncle Chen was a little surprised and said, "Isn't my wife in the room? What's wrong?"
"She's not in the room!"
"I got up at six o'clock in the morning, but I didn't see her come down! He took care of her all night last night. Is he sleeping in that room and not getting up yet?"
Ji Xiuran frowned: "She took care of me last night?"
"Yes, you were drunk, and your wife was taking care of you! I'll go to the guest room and have a look. Maybe my wife took care of you and then went to the guest room to sleep."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the guest room.
Ji Xiuran pursed his lips, thinking about what happened last night.
The memory of last night is intermittent and I can't connect it at all.
After a while, Uncle Chen ran over in a panic: "Mr. Ji, my wife is not in the guest room. I have checked all the rooms and she is not there!"
He clearly remembered that the two of them were fine last night. Could it be that something happened?
But since he got up so early in the morning, if Zhao Ningchu left, he would definitely know.
Unless you leave before six o'clock.
"Mr. Ji, how about I call my wife and ask."
Ji Xiuran didn't say anything, so Uncle Chen took out his cell phone and dialed Zhao Ningchu's number, but a mechanized female voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please call again later..."
"Mr. Ji, my wife's cell phone is turned off."
Without saying a word, Ji Xiuran got up and went to Zhao Ningchu's bedroom. Everything was there, but the bag was missing.
People are gone!
Thinking of this, Ji Xiuran got a headache.
Suddenly something kicked off the sole of my foot. When I lowered my eyes, I saw it was a bowl. The white carpet was covered with dirt.
The intermittent memories in my mind were connected.
[Okay, okay, you want to leave, right? Then get out of here, get away from me!]
【Go away, don’t appear in front of me again.】
Thinking of this, Ji Xiuran couldn't help but burst out.
Depend on.
So this damn woman is really gone.
She dared to leave just like that.
Ji Xiuran took out his cell phone and dialed Su Yang's number.