Mu Shaohua turned to look at Lin Yinuo, pointed to Su Qingyao who was leaning against the chair, and said to her, "Keep an eye on her, I'll go ask the waiter to clean her up."
Lin Yinuo withdrew her gaze, pursed her lips, and muttered to herself, "Little girl, she's really good at pretending..."
Hearing Mu Shaohua's words, he immediately came to his senses, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's clean up the table first, then make a cup of tea to sober up, and we can ask the waiter to clean up the rest tomorrow."
Mu Shaohua thought it was a good idea and nodded in agreement. The two then began to clean up the mess, gently placing the empty wine bottles on the table into the cardboard box one by one, and then carefully wiping the small wooden table with some tissues.
On Lu Qingzhou's side,
He bent down and gently placed Leng Yue on the bed. Just as he was about to straighten up, Leng Yue suddenly stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his neck, her movements quick and urgent. Caught off guard, Lu Qingzhou lost his balance and fell down on her, his lips landing squarely on Leng Yue's luscious red lips.
Lu Qingzhou looked at Leng Yue lying with her eyes closed, and his face was momentarily blank. His eyes widened, and he thought to himself, "This must not have been intentional on my part."
With her eyes closed, Leng Yue felt her heart suddenly race and her face flush.
My body tensed up instinctively, like a startled rabbit.
She suddenly opened her mouth and bit Lu Qingzhou's lips with her pearly teeth.
The pain from the blow sobered Lu Qingzhou up a bit, and a look of pain appeared on his face. He hurriedly cried out, "Shu Kou (let go), let go quickly."
Two seconds later, Leng Yue loosened her teeth, but was still muttering something, "Come on... keep drinking."
She seemed to be talking nonsense while drunk, but she was secretly delighted. She was also a little afraid that Lu Qingzhou would find out that she was pretending to be drunk, so she could only continue to pretend to be confused.
Lu Qingzhou, having escaped the tiger's jaws, rubbed her lips and looked at Leng Yue, whose breathing had become even. She was both amused and exasperated.
"If you weren't drunk, I would have beaten you up."
As he spoke, he touched his slightly sore lips.
That woman is ruthless; her bite hurts so much.
No, we can't just let it go like this.
With a final grit of his teeth, he raised his hand and struck at Leng Yue's shapely buttocks.
With a crisp "snap",
Lu Qingzhou felt much clearer-headed.
P.S.: I'll be quite busy at work tomorrow, so I'll probably have to take the day off. Sorry!
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