Chapter 952

The young lady paused and said, "hello..."

Xi Jinyan heard a voice that was not thin tilt, and a pair of ink eyebrows frowned gently.

"What about thin tilt?"

The little sister was so fascinated by the sound that she forgot to think. She quickly replied, "she's drunk. Now she's in the Huangdu hotel."

Xi Jinyan: "

Drunk, and a woman answered her phone

Bo Qing, you're good.

Xi Jin Yanjun's face was suddenly overcast. He bit his teeth and hung up the phone directly.

"Hello..." the little sister frowned as she listened to the busy voice on the phone.

What a pity, I can't hear the little brother's voice.

She put her mobile phone next to Bo Qing, found a pen and paper, wrote a note, and left.

When Xi Jinyan arrived, there was only Bo Qing himself.

She slept soundly. Because she drank too much, her little face is still red, like a red rose in full bloom.

What was particularly striking was the red lip print on her cheek.

Xi Jinyan clenched his fists, and his anger burned in an instant.

Bo Qing, you are getting worse and worse.

Xi Jinyan now wants to tear thin inclination to pieces, but he finally suppresses that impulse.

After seeing Bo Qing sleeping, Xi Jinyan's eyes fell on the note beside Bo Qing.

He leaned over to pick it up and saw that it said

Don't worry, boss. I won't tell anyone that you are a woman. My mouth is very tight

After all, the little sister knows very well that she can't provoke people like them, so she just needs to take the money and never make trouble.

Xi Jinyan held the note tightly in his hand, as if he wanted to make it into powder.

Even if she is a woman, Bo Qing

Thin tilt.

Xi Jinyan's eyes were dark and his face was extremely gloomy.

He called Bo Qing's name in his heart and gnashed his teeth every time... What he wants to bite most now is Bo Qing's neck.

After taking a deep breath, Xi Jinyan came forward, picked up Bo Qing and left the hotel with a big step.

He drove here by himself tonight, so he had to put himself in the back seat.

Soon, the car stopped at the door of the thin villa.

Xi Jinyan got out of the car, opened the rear door, took Bo Qing out again, strode upstairs, returned to the bedroom and put Bo Qing on the bed.

Then, he went to the bathroom to get a basin of water out, wet the towel, wiped the whole body for Bo Qing, took off his clothes, went to bed and took Bo Qing into his arms.

……

The next day.

Bo Qing opened his eyes at more than five o'clock, but although his consciousness was very clear, he had a bad headache.

Bo Qing raised his hand, tapped his temple with his wrist, and groaned impatiently.

My head hurts.

"Wake up." a low voice suddenly sounded without warning.

Thin Qing's heart thumped and suddenly raised his head, and his vision fell on Xi Jin Yan sitting on the sofa.

What happened before she got drunk yesterday was like a fast forward shot in a movie. It was staged again in her mind.

Bo Qing took a breath, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were stretched out. But at the moment, her eyes were completely out of their old spirits, replaced by a touch of panic and panic.

It's over, it's over, it's really over!

How did she get back last night?

Xi Jinyan told her not to drink, but she was drunk. She was dead this time.