Chapter 231

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Even if you are drunk, you can't bite her!

I've heard of people singing and dancing after drinking, but what's wrong with biting people when drunk?

Huo Qi, the "culprit" who was stared at by Mu Jiao, seemed to realize that he had hurt Mu Jiao. Although he did not apologize, he suddenly took action. Huo Qi took the advanced treatment instrument on the table with one hand, and stretched out the other arm that was around Mu Jiao's waist, and accurately grasped Mu Jiao's bitten hand.

It looked like he was going to treat the bite wound on Mu Jiao, but his action... made him hug Mu Jiao even tighter.

On the sofa, a tall man held a petite woman in his arms, carefully examining the blue tooth marks on the base of the woman's hand.

"If Jiaojiao is hurt, I will feel more pain than Jiaojiao. But I am hurt, but Jiaojiao is not hurt. Jiaojiao will only avoid me and would rather beg Zejiu not to come to me."

Not knowing what he was thinking, Huo Qi stared at the teeth marks on Mu Jiao's hand for a while before he quickly and accurately aimed the treatment device at Mu Jiao's wound. Within three seconds, the teeth marks on Mu Jiao's hand disappeared.

Then he threw the treatment device casually and held Mu Jiao's little hand again. He gently rubbed the tooth marks on the base of the little hand with his thumb, which had disappeared, while talking to Mu Jiao.

Mu Jiao thought to herself, "Hey! There's no way around this topic. Why is it brought up to Ze Jiu again?"

Although she was complaining in her heart, Mu Jiao's brain was working at a rapid pace. There was nothing she could do. Someone was rubbing the bitten spot on her hand. She was really afraid of him biting her again. What should she do?

At this moment, Huo Qi felt the soft skin on Jiaojiao's little hand, but he felt a bit of morbid regret in his heart...

It turns out that leaving his mark on Jiaojiao is such a satisfying thing for him.

It's a pity that Jiaojiao will feel pain this way. Next time, I'll think of a better way...

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The best way to deal with a drunk person is to go along with them. This was the solution Mu Jiao came up with after her brain raced through the few drunk people she had seen in her two lifetimes and some movies and TV shows.

"Why would I ask Zejiu for help, Brother Qi? I was afraid of disturbing your rest and I felt sorry for you.

Look, as the head coach, you are so busy every day and so tired. It is so late at night. I just did something trivial. I felt bad for waking you up in the middle of the night.

Besides, Brother Qi, I'm actually very distressed that you were injured just now. Look, you were bleeding just now, you know, I came over quickly to check your wound..."

A long string of somewhat cheesy words came out of Mu Jiao's mouth. She suddenly paused as she spoke, and then suddenly realized something that made her feel a little unlikely, but also seemed to be true...

If it was really... I don't know why, Mu Jiao just felt her face getting hot. The two of them were very close, and Mu Jiao only felt the faint, elegant scent emanating from the man in her nostrils, and the man's strong heartbeat in her ears...

Then, the man's heartbeat seemed to speed up, causing her heartbeat to also speed up.

In the quiet space, apart from breathing, the only sound that could be heard was the heartbeats of the two people, which were entangled together and about to jump out of their bodies.

The autumn night was quiet and cool, but the atmosphere in the room seemed scorching hot.

The big hand around Mu Jiao's waist tightened a little bit, and as Mu Jiao spoke, it seemed as if he wanted to rub the person in his arms into his bones and blood.

"Jiaojiao~" His girl, speaking sweet words, simply made him unable to control himself. Huo Qi unconsciously pulled her as close to him as possible, but was careful not to let her get hurt.

"Brother Qi, you..." Could it be that you like me?