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Chapter 16(1/2)

Seeing that Chen Wang had no reaction, Meng Yingning was unhappy and kicked him and said coldly: "I didn't hear me talking to you, right?"

"You still dare to let me slip on my palace?" Meng Yingning shouted loudly: "Let me come down!"

The little girl had already kicked off her shoes, and she was lying crookedly on the ground beside the sofa, her bare feet were bent and her toes were round and cute. Under the light of the large screen of the song machine, her thin feet looked cold and white, which formed a sharp contrast with her black pants.

Through the hard fabric of his pants, Chen Wang felt the soft pressure on his legs, with a slight temperature.

Before he could speak, Meng Yingning paused for a second, suddenly came back to his senses, his fingers fell on his brow bone and slowly slid down.

Her body temperature was a little high due to alcohol. Her fingertips touched her nose with the temperature too high, and then fell on her pale lips.

Meng Yingning followed him to the corner of her lips, her eyes fixed for a long time, and murmured: "I have forgotten that you are a mute, a dog that barks without making any sound."

Erpang looked at Chen Wang's face and was a little worried, for fear that Chen Wang would swing the girl in his hand in the next second.

He licked his lips, raised his hand and grabbed Lu Zhizhou's arm next to him, and said carefully: "Brother Chen Wang, the fox is drunk, don't pay attention to her."

Meng Yingning was still immersed in his own world, touching the corner of his lips and said in a daze: "What a handsome slave, even if he is a eunuch, he is still a mute."

Chen Wang had no expression on his face and finally spoke: "What are you talking about?"

Meng Yingning turned his hand around his neck, shook his head and approached him, and narrowed his eyes from a high place: "You slave is really arrogant. What can't you say about the dignified queen of this palace? Is it your turn to teach me a lesson that I didn't know?"

It was Chen Wang who was carrying her, but now she hooked her arms around his neck, raised her legs, and took the initiative to hang it on him and rush up.

The little girl was red from the ears to the corners of her eyes. The apricot eyes were squinting in confusion, her eyes were a little dispersed, and her little head was shaking unconsciously, and her body was so soft that it rushed up and then fell down unconsciously.

It's not pretending, it's really drunk.

Chen Wang didn't want to argue with a little drunk, so he turned his arms across and hugged her so that she wouldn't fall off.

Meng Yingning adjusted a comfortable position, raised a finger and looked at him with his eyes down: "I want to..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Yingning suddenly stopped, put his neck with one hand, opened his mouth slightly, facing his face, and quieted for a few seconds.

Then he burped loudly at him: "Himmer—"

Chen Wang: "..."

Chen Wang's eyelids hopped and he slowly closed his eyes.

In the dim light, Erpang saw Chen Wang's cheeks move slightly, and his back teeth grind and grinded them. The veins on the forehead jumped clearly.

Erpang was frightened and thought about it. For the sake of Meng Yingning's life safety, he bravely took a step forward and said tremblingly: "Brother Chen Wang, either the fox should be given to me..."

Chen Wang opened his eyes and laughed.

Chen Wang's voice was as cold as an evil ghost crawling out of hell, and every word seemed to squeeze out from his teeth: "What do Empress want to do?"

Erpang shivered.

Meng Yingning put the tip of her chin on his shoulder, she tilted her head and thought quietly for a while, and said slowly: "Empress, I want to eat a peach."

Chen Wang kicked her off high heels and said, "Okay, the queen comes home and eats a peach."

Meng Yingning took his chin away from his shoulder, raised her head, and suddenly looked at him and said, "Why don't you ask the Queen why she wants to eat a peach?"

Chen Wang held her with one hand, and with the other hand came out with no other hand, grabbed her bag from the corner of the sofa, and cooperated casually, "Why."

Meng Yingning was in high spirits, and her feet swayed twice, and said happily: "Because that bastard Chen Wang is allergic to Taozi!"

Chen Wang: "..."

The bag that Chen Wanggang picked up fell on the sofa.

Erpang quickly ran over humbly, picked up the bag and handed it over with both hands: "Forget it, Brother Wang, Brother Wang, forget it."

Chen Wang took a deep breath, pulled the bag and hugged the man and walked out with a cold and hard voice: "I'll take her home."

Erpang thought to himself, are you sure you are sending her home, aren’t you sending her on the way?

Erpang sighed, stuck out his butt and picked up Meng Yingning's high heels from the ground, and chased him happily and ran out: "Shoes! Brother Chen Wang's shoes!"

Meng Yingning didn't plan to drink much.

She used to have a poor alcohol tolerance, but later she always mingled with Lu Zhihuan and Lin Jingnian. After a long time, she also practiced a little so that she would not get drunk and unconscious after drinking a little, but it was not too good.

After all, genes and foundation are there.

If you can’t drink, you can’t drink it. It’s true that you can practice this amount of alcohol, but as long as you don’t practice to the death, you can only go from “can’t drink” to “can drink some” at most.

The only thing is good. She basically won’t feel particularly uncomfortable when she wakes up the next day after she gets drunk, and she won’t be too distracted.

The only thing is good...

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, Meng Yingning got up from the bed.

She sat in a daze for a while.

Then she looked around and found that her house was just decorated with a simple style. The white window screen was layered with light gray curtains. The bedding was light and soft. People could fall into it when they were lying in. Meng Yingning was used to sleeping in a soft bed, and she specially chose it from top to bottom. Lin Jingnian had slept several times in the past and said that her bed was so soft that it hurts her waist.

After confirming that his own person was indeed at home, Meng Yingning leaned back to the head of the bed and slowly sorted out what happened last night.

She gnawed slices of bread at the barbecue stall.

I went to the newly opened bar and jumped into a dine.

In the end, it was very back to nature, and a group of people went to KTV.

Then what?

Then there was nothing.

She, Lu Zhihuan and Lin Jingnian, all three of them began to be confused until the last moment. At the last moment of consciousness, she wanted to sleep calmly and wait for the alcohol to pass, but Chen Wang came.

Meng Yingning remembered what she said yesterday and did, her lips turned white and her fingers trembled.

She raised her hand, pulled open the drawer of the bedside table, took out a small mirror from it, trying to see if there was any bruises on her neck that were almost strangled to death.

Meng Yingning hated that she was drunk so much that she kept playing. She felt that it was the appearance of the Queen Mother, Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, which made her barely save her life yesterday.

Chen Wang actually let her go yesterday.

She even sent her home.

It is a bit difficult to remember the details, but she still remembers what she said until the car drove to the door.

After that...

After that…what?

Meng Yingning only remembered that before entering the door, she pulled Chen Wang's sleeve and cried.

While crying, she pulled him and hugged his arm, as if she was crying and saying something to him, and she seemed to just cry for no reason and said nothing.

Meng Yingning felt his heartbeat stop.

She couldn't remember it, but she felt a little panicked for no reason, as if she had missed something very important.

Meng Yingning thought hard and only remembered the shadowy outline, like a movie that was watching in a daze when she was about to fall asleep. Her memory was very confused, and the pictures and sounds were not real.

The girl cried aggrievedly, curled up in the corner with her shoulders curled up and cried and talked to the man.

What did she say?

Meng Yingning climbed out of bed in a panic. She was still the same outfit she had gone out last night, and she didn't change it. She probably didn't take off her makeup on her face. Meng Yingning didn't care, so she quickly walked to the bedroom door and opened the bedroom door.

The living room was quiet, the curtains were not pulled, and the morning sun shone brightly in, and she was the only one in the whole house.

Meng Yingning didn't expect anything to appear, "sobering soup and breakfast appearing at the dining table in a hearty way, and the man is standing in the kitchen facing her and busy". This kind of scene that would never exist in the next life, and she now doesn't care about these things.

Her fear of slapping Chen Wang in the bedroom door with barefoot and calling him a dog slave who was not in a bad way was completely covered by the new panic. In comparison, these were nothing at all.

And in fact, if you have to tell the truth, she was not too afraid of him, especially now Chen Wang looks really gentler than before.

Rather than being gentle, it is…

Meng Yingning remembered what Lin Jingnian said to her before.

——He gives people a pretty indifferent feeling now, making people feel that he has no injustice to you.

——It’s not to you, it’s just that he seems to be quite careless about everything.

Meng Yingning closed her eyes in despair.

If she really said something last night, wouldn’t she betray herself?

And it’s been so many years, and so many years have passed!

What did she say to him!

Meng Yingning looked for a circle of bags, and finally pulled them out of the corner of the sofa, and found the phone from it.

I didn't charge last night, and the last ten percent of my phone left. Meng Yingning returned to the bedroom, plugged in the charger, sat cross-legged on the floor, clicked Chen Wang's name, and pressed the text message.

Meng Yingning racked her brains to think about how to send this text message for nearly ten minutes.

Either pretend to be stupid and pretend not to remember anything.

Did I go crazy last night?

Is it a problem for you?

Have you vomited?
To be continued...
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