Chapter 72
She has an appointment.
He Zhiqian stood in front of Ying Ning, his tall figure protecting her and blocking the view of those people.
His eyes were sharp, like a cold blade.
"Tsk, what bad luck." One of them, with a full beard, turned and left.
The others followed suit.
He Zhiqian was about to turn around when he felt a slightly hot body fall onto his back.
"Yu Yingning?" His voice still carried an inexplicable anger.
The person behind him did not answer.
"Yu Yingning, do you know..." He Zhiqian helped her turn around with one hand, and the usually successful businessman was speechless at this moment.
Then I saw the person in front of me with flushed cheeks and pink tinges on the ends of their eyebrows.
He was looking down at that moment, lost in thought.
"Yu Yingning, wake up?" He Zhiqian noticed the plum wine she hadn't thrown away yet, but suddenly realized that the plums soaking in it were gone.
It seems she ate the plums in the plum wine.
He Zhiqian could tell from her appearance that she was slightly tipsy from eating plums.
"Yu Yingning, can you hear what I'm saying?" He Zhiqian bent down and shook her head.
"Don't...shake me!" she said drunkenly.
"Dizziness..."
As soon as He Zhiqian's hand left her, he saw her dazed and about to fall.
For a moment, He Zhiqian also felt a bit overwhelmed.
"Yu Yingning, do you know who I am?" He gently supported her, his slender fingers lifting her chin and forcing her to look at his face.
In her hazy phoenix eyes, she seemed to have recovered her senses for a moment.
"Who are you..."
"yes..."
“Boss He!” she uttered a strange word from her red lips.
"Mr. He?"
He Zhiqian frowned slightly, wondering where she came up with such a strange way of addressing her.
“Right…Brother He…aren’t you a domineering CEO?” She reached out and touched He Zhiqian’s head: “You are Boss He!”
What kind of domineering CEO?
However, drunkards are illogical these days, and He Zhiqian has no intention of correcting her way of addressing them.
I never expected that she would actually eat the plums in the plum wine; now she can barely stand.
"Do you remember which hotel you stayed at?" he asked her softly.
"Wine?" She tilted her head, her eyes looking completely blank.
"I want to drink... plum wine!" Yingning said, trying to break free from He Zhiqian's arm, seemingly intending to go back and buy plum wine again.
He Zhiqian already knew that it was almost impossible to get her to reveal where she lived while she was drunk.
He had no choice but to half-coax and half-drag her out of the market and carry her to his car.
The driver was also somewhat surprised when he saw the drunk girl:
"Mr. He, what's going on here...?"
Isn't this the girl that President He was following earlier?
What happened?
[The two of them went to the market, and they got this drunk?]
"Drive back to the hotel." He Zhiqian helped the drunk girl in the back seat to sit down.
He simply couldn't stand other people's slouching posture.
A minute later, Yingning fell asleep again.
He Zhiqian, with a dark expression, helped her up again.
Two minutes later, He Zhiqian helped her up again.
......
Ten minutes later, He Zhiqian gave up.
Helplessly, he looked at Yingning, who was half-reclining in the back seat, and tried to pull the hem of his shirt out of her hand. Just as he took it out, he heard her mumble:
"...Don't...move."
“These are…my clothes…” she muttered.
He Zhiqian let her crumple the hem of his shirt into a ball and didn't reach out to stop her.
On the contrary, the tips of her fingers that I touched earlier were icy cold.
He gently draped his shirt over her body, concealing her beautiful figure.
"Turn the air conditioning up a bit," He Zhiqian said to the driver.
......
Luxury suite.
An arrogant man wearing a bathrobe walked out. He Zhiqian's dark hair was wet, and the bathrobe was only loosely tied at his narrow waist, revealing the V-line hidden deep inside.
He Zhiqian walked to the sofa and dried his hair.
The night that enveloped the city cast a blanket of moonlight, which also gave He Zhiqian a profound and austere air.
When we brought Yingning back, it was already very late, and there were no rooms left in the hotel.
He Zhiqian could only put Yingning on the big bed in the bedroom and prepared to make do in the living room for the night.
He had never slept in the living room before, but since tonight was destined to be an uneasy night, He Zhiqian simply turned on the computer again and decided to look at the preliminary review form for Yuexin Villa.
Not long after, he heard a "thump" from the bedroom.
He hurriedly got up and immediately opened the bedroom door.
“Yu…”
The bedroom lights were off, but by the moonlight, He Zhiqian noticed that there was no one or the blankets on the bed.
"Yu Yingning?" He walked over and saw a figure lying on the ground sleeping.
It seems that the sound just now was the sound of her falling.
"Don't sleep on the floor, go to the bed." He crouched down and spoke softly, his breath, like aged wine, spraying onto her shoulders, which seemed to tickle her slightly.
Because of her drunkenness, she felt like a small furnace, while He Zhiqian, who had just taken a shower, felt a slight chill and instinctively sought out the source of the cold.
"Sleep..." she muttered, then snuggled closer to He Zhiqian.
He Zhiqian watched as she pulled his palm and pressed it against her oval face. The cool temperature seemed to make her feel very comfortable, and she even pressed it even closer.
Under the moonlight, her features appeared even more beautiful.
The hibiscus flower took on a touch of pink hue tonight, and the Moon River rippled once more.
He Zhiqian had no choice but to reach out and gently pick up the girl, kneeling on one knee on the edge of the bed, preparing to put her back on the bed.
The ground is so cold; if I sleep on it for one night, I'll probably get sick the next day.
He placed Yingning on the soft bed. He was about to get up to pick up the blanket, but he slipped on the edge of the bed and fell directly onto her.
In an instant, He Zhiqian felt the softness beneath him and the tingling sensation of her shallow breaths on his neck.
A strange, surging sensation crept up from deep within his tailbone, causing an inexplicable heat to rise in his chest.
He could even feel her lips were extremely close to his.
The corners of her usually aloof and cold eyes were now tinged with a faint scarlet, casting a shadow beneath her raven-feather-colored skin.
He propped himself up and imprisoned the person beneath him.
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