After all, she couldn''t get rid of him in bed.


    Maybe it''s really psychological. After eating mints and green tea, wenjo thinks it''s better.


    She stood outside the hotel, blowing for a while. The luxury car came slowly. Wenjo licked her dry lips, and the car stopped steadily in front of her.


    Qin Bei gets out of the car and opens the door for her.


    She was wearing a long dress of champagne, covered with a beige knitted shirt, and the night wind had a delicate and moving flavor.


    Wenqiao approached the door, hesitated a little, the man''s big hand extended, grabbed her slender wrist, gently pulled, Wenqiao fell into his arms.


    Wenqiao''s heart was smothered. He didn''t dare to breathe. He was afraid that the wine gas would reach the man''s nose.


    Fu Nanli sniffed gently. Wenqiao was about to step back, but he was forced by the man to come to him: "drinking?"


    Wenjo put his hand over his nose: "a little bit."


    Fu Nanli pressed her hand: "do you think you can''t smell it by covering my nose? Wenjo, is that self deception? "


    Wenjo''s hand was still on his face: "half a cup."


    As the dim lights flashed past the carriage, Fu Nanli saw her face flushed and touched her. It was hot.


    "I don''t remember what I said, do I?"


    Wenjo was like a little rascal: "what do you mean by all that talk?"


    Fu Nanli put his hand on the window and left a crack. The night wind came in, and the little rascal pillowed on his arm, smiling and touching his heartstrings.


    "Don''t drink outside. You still drink like this."


    Wenjo was probably a little drunk, but at least not as drunk as before. Now he was a little drunk and still hooked his chin: "what? Yeah? What is it? "


    Fu Nanli''s eyes darkened and he said, "Wenqiao!"


    As soon as Wenqiao was drunk, he was a little silly and naive. He gathered around the man and said, "Hey, brother, I''m here."


    The northern part of the Qin Dynasty raised the clapboard very well. There was a sound coming from behind. The two people in front of him did not move like a mountain.


    Wenqiao didn''t expect that the price she paid for her drunkenness was really not small, which led to someone who couldn''t control her. On that night, she really gave her up.


    Fu Nanli has not touched her before, there is a layer of concern.


    Because of her physical reasons, later found out is the blood reasons, and because his blood can save her, so he has not dare to move her, for fear of causing something.


    So that night, Fu Nanli has been observing her body.


    It''s OK.


    Nothing happened to her.


    After taking a bath, Wenqiao leans on the bed, the client is very sorry, she has nothing to do with what?


    Another client was very calm and restrained and called Li Fang: "you come to my apartment."


    The opposite person''s voice is unable to hide the sleepiness: "now?"


    "Now."


    Wenqiao wrapped up the small quilt on his body: "what do you call president Li to do now?"


    Fu Nanli hung up the phone, went to the bedside, reached for her forehead: "let him examine you."


    Wenjo: is that necessary


    "Yes."


    There are stethoscope and blood pressure meter in the room. When the eldest young master called, President Li arrived in half an hour. His hair was still in a mess, and his buttons were all wrong. Obviously, he had just crawled out of the bed and rushed in a mess.


    "What''s the matter? What''s wrong with warm body? "