"He calls you Ruan Ruan, so I can call you that too." Zhou Mingyu hooked his finger and looked at her with a smile, "He likes you very much and wants to confess his love to you."

"You're drunk." Su Zhiruan used busyness to cover up her panic, but when she put the bottle of wine on the ground, she changed her mind and thought, why should she be so panicked?

"You said I was drunk, so I am drunk," Zhou Mingyu said softly, his sleeves rolled up, his wrist bones curved beautifully, and the mechanical watch on his wrist was ticking. "When he is drunk, he can confess his love to you, so what can I do when I am drunk?"

"You said you were drunk. Do you have any evidence?" Su Zhiruan teased him deliberately. She moved closer and said, "A person who is really drunk cannot say such logical words. Mr. Zhou, then you..."

"If that's the case, then I won't say anything." He suddenly laughed, like a fox demon who had practiced for thousands of years, so touching and captivating. "Then you should feel it too, my Ruan Ruan..."

He was halfway through his words, and when his voice finally died away, he lost his voice in the entanglement of breaths.

"Someone is here!" Su Zhiruan broke free.

She didn't expect this man to be so bold.

Sitting opposite him was Song Lianqing, and on the other side was Su's father who had fallen asleep. This was still at Su's house, and even Su's mother didn't know when she would come down.

"I'm jealous."

Zhou Mingyu just held her down, and after a kiss, he let go of Su Zhiruan, looked into her eyes, and spoke quietly.

Jealous?

It was actually said by Zhou Mingyu himself.

"Why are you jealous?" Su Zhiruan looked at Young Master Song who was fast asleep across from her, "Because of him?"

"Yeah." Zhou Mingyu lowered his eyes.

Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol. Even though he could drink a lot, he really wanted to tell Su Zhiruan his true thoughts. He was just jealous and felt unhappy.

"If I had come a little later, he would have been the one to confess his love today. You two have been childhood sweethearts, so your feelings for each other should be even deeper," Zhou Mingyu said sullenly. He looked at Su's father again, "Uncle and aunt should like him more. A childhood sweetheart who grew up in front of them is naturally more suitable to be their son-in-law than me."

After Su Zhiruan finished listening, he even felt that the man in front of him was now soaked in jealousy! Every word he said was like a green tea.

This is Su Zhiruan’s real thought now.

Although it was absurd, it really happened! The usually cold and indifferent Prince of Jinghua, who seemed to have left the world, now showed weakness to her with red eyes and sour expression.

The contrast is so great, it feels like a dream.

"Shall I take you to rest?" Su Zhiruan asked tentatively, "You should be fine after a good night's sleep tomorrow."

"Okay." The man nodded obediently.

Su Zhiruan helped him go upstairs. Zhou Mingyu was not conscious yet, but he was more obedient after getting drunk. If asked to lift his feet or go upstairs, he would obey.

Her room was on the second floor, with a guest room on each side. The one closest to the stairs became her target.

Su Zhiruan pushed open the door and helped Zhou Mingyu in.

There was no light in the guest room, only the moonlight shining brightly through the window.

The three men had been drinking for a long time and it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Su Zhiruan took out a quilt from the cabinet and was about to let Zhou Mingyu go up to rest.

But at this moment——

Zhou Mingyu, the prince of Beijing who used to be indifferent to the world and was rumored to never be interested in women, knelt on one knee at the corner of the bed, pressing down on her like an overwhelming force, causing her to fall on the scattered quilt.

"Zhou Mingyu!" She stretched out her hand to push him away.

This was at Su's house! Her parents were there too! But Zhou Mingyu's eyes were extremely aggressive at this moment. As she stretched out her hand, Zhou Mingyu kissed her, sealing her mouth as she tried to continue talking.

His fingers continued to move down, hooking up pieces of clothes, and finally moving up along her waist.

There is a huge disparity in strength between men and women, and Zhou Mingyu insists on exercising every day, so he is quite strong.

The person under him was fragrant and soft, and she was the one he liked. Any normal man would not be able to refuse her, and Zhou Mingyu was no exception.

In just a moment, he hooked up the buttons of her clothes and unhooked the underwire.

He just touched it with his backhand.

The night is dark.

Even the moon shadow seemed to be covered, the room was pitch black, and countless tiny sounds were infinitely amplified.

After Su Zhiruan pushed open the door and walked out with unsteady steps, he suddenly felt that he had made a wrong decision.

He, Song Lianqing and Su's father should have been made to fall asleep on the dining table! !

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

Zhou Mingyu didn't finish it, but apart from this, he had already done most of the rest.

On the surface, this man is the prince of the Beijing circle, a Buddhist son in the world, and the eldest son of a noble family who practices asceticism.

But just now, she realized that this man was clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing!

Covering the powder marks on her neck, she went back and found two Band-Aids and put them on. For the lighter ones, she applied a layer of foundation, and for the heavier ones that couldn't be covered up, she just put one on.

After doing all this, she packed up and prepared to go to bed.

* Early the next morning.

Zhou Mingyu has always been accustomed to getting up early. Even if he is drunk, his biological clock still tells him that it is time to wake up.

After he sat up, the fragmented memories of yesterday gradually came back to him. Looking at the mess on the floor, he seemed to be thinking about something, then he got up and cleaned the guest room.

Su's father and mother also drank a lot, and they haven't gotten up yet. As for Song Lianqing, he has disappeared since early in the morning.

Su Zhiruan was still sleeping. Zhou Mingyu wanted to let her sleep a little longer, so he left directly.

He got in the car, and when the driver saw him coming, he quickly sat up and asked, "Mr. Zhou! Why didn't you come out yesterday?"

"I stayed overnight yesterday," Zhou Mingyu said, and then he opened a bunch of new emails on his tablet. After briefly browsing through them, he closed the tablet again and pinched his eyebrows tiredly, "I'll go back to the suburbs of Beijing first. I've postponed all my morning trips."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou." The driver carefully wrote down every word he said.

He is not only a driver, but also a secretary. When Zhou Mingyu gives an order here, he goes to the company to convey it.

After saying that, the driver drove past quickly.

* In the next few days, Su Zhiruan lived a relatively leisurely life. He went shopping with Miss Mu and Miss Jiang, chatted with Zhou Mingyu on WeChat, and explained to Su's father and mother how he knew Zhou Mingyu...

On this day, Su Zhiruan was walking on the street and accidentally saw Jiang Beiyu, whom she hadn't seen for a few days. He was accompanied by a woman who looked 70% similar to him. The woman looked to be over 50 years old, with black and white hair, a hunched body, and a hint of calculation in her eyes when she occasionally looked at people.

"Silly boy, you lost your child and even the money you earned! Now you're in trouble!" The woman patted Jiang Beiyu and yelled at him in a low voice.