True Love of the Named Family
Chapter 307 I changed the bed
Still angry!
The corner of Bei Mingye's lips curved up again, seeing Ming Ke pass through the front of the car and walk to his side, he placed his slender legs outside the car and stepped out.
Without saying anything, Yi Tang took his computer bag from Ming Ke. When the two turned their heads, they happened to see Bei Mingye coming out.
This guy really drinks a lot, his name can tell. When he came out, his tall body did not stand still, he was already shaken, and he clearly meant to get drunk.
She did not know what was wrong with her, so she subconsciously walked over and wanted to help her, but she had not yet approached, her consciousness became conscious, she was busy with steps, and turned to move away. .
Who knew that as soon as his long arm fell on his shoulder, he pulled it with a gentle pull.
"I think .. I'm a little drunk." He lowered his head, and hot breaths spread across his face, and at least a third of his body weight was suppressed.
With such pressure, his name was almost suppressed so he could barely breathe.
He raised his head and glared at her, wanting to complain, but after meeting her blurred gaze, he could not say anything when he complained.
He was really a little drunk, his eyes were sleepy, and he was very drunk.
“How much does he drink?” He could not help but ask the missing soup standing beside them.
The soup rubbed the corner of his brows, and after thinking about it for a moment, he said, "Red wine...I should've almost drank ten bottles."
Ten bottles of red wine, can ordinary people carry them? Not to mention ten bottles, some people would pour one bottle, and they would fall asleep after drinking at most three bottles. How could he still walk and talk like now?
Now that I don't want to care about my name, I care about a drunk. What else should I care about?
The three people walked into the elevator room and went straight to the 28th floor. Ming Ke was unwilling to leave the elevator, and looked at Yi Tang: "You can help him back."
“What do you do?” The answer was not the soup, but the tall man next to him.
Suppressing him again, he lowered his head close to his ears, his hot breath making him almost weak at his feet and almost fall to his knees.
“Are you going to the twenty-ninth floor? Do you still want to sleep in that apartment? Is the apartment more comfortable than my lounge?” Although the environment there was not bad, how could it compare to its place? He still had problems with her, but he didn't want to make trouble with her tonight.
The long arm was placed on his shoulder again, and he continued to press the weight on him. He whispered in his ear in a stupid voice, "Send me home first, I can't take it anymore, and you won't. fall with me." Falling here, right? After falling, I might not want to wake up again."
She bit her lips, why couldn't she hear the threat?
Seeing Yi Tang standing to the side and not intending to come and help at all, he seemed to understand that the two people were colluding. Is he going to be forced to go to that place again tonight? But he really doesn't want to!
But Bei Mingye did not give him a chance to think at all, clasped his shoulders, and stepped out.
With so much strength and walking so steadily, how could you look like a drunk person? Ming Ke was so sad that he raised his little fist, and wanted to fight again.
It's just that the wine in his body is very strong, and I don't know if he actually drank ten bottles of red wine like the soup said. Isn't it uncomfortable to drink that much red wine?
He still mysteriously refused when stepping into the waiting room, and did not want to move forward as soon as his legs were covered. Bei Mingye suddenly stood up straight. Seeing Yi Tang put down his things, he walked out, and closed the office door. He looked at Ming Ke, with a slightly serious expression in his eyes: "I changed beds. I'm calling someone to change it now. If you don't believe me, go and see.
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Ming Ke's heart trembled, and he suddenly raised his head to look at her, but he had a sincere look at her, his thin lips quivering, but he did not know what to say.
What does it mean to change the bed?
"Don't you think this bed is dirty? Since you have slept with other women and you are unhappy, then I will let them change. I'm not lying to you." He said seriously, when he lost his soul, he had already hugged her. He walked in with her.
Long fingers touched the wall indiscriminately, and with a "slap", the lamp in the waiting room was turned on.
Ming Ke subconsciously looked up, his bed completely changed, its color was still the same, but the head of the bed that was previously square-shaped, had now turned into a semicircle.
The sheets and beds are all new, and you can see at a glance that the entire bed has indeed been changed from head to toe.
Feeling sour, not only did he not feel relieved, he became even more angry, pushed him hard, and wanted to turn around and leave.
But he did not expect that he was pushing so hard, Bei Mingye staggered under his feet, suddenly not standing firmly, and fell heavily.
He did not know where the sharp corner of the coffee table was hit on his back, he took a breath, and his thick eyebrows immediately raised.
Ming Ke was startled by the painful expression on his face. Just now, he heard the sound of him falling and hitting a dwarf. He did not care about anything, and threw the bag in his hand, beside him. He crouched down and looked at his back: "How? Does it hurt? Where does that hurt?"
Originally, this fall was completely choking, even though he was a fleshy and bloody man.
The corner of the coffee table was really sharp, and his body was quite heavy, after this fall, others were already crying and wailing.
He frowned, completely feeling pain, but seeing the worry and anxiety in the eyes of this little lady, he felt comfortable returning, and the pain seemed to disappear in an instant.
"I was hit on my back, it shouldn't be a big deal" he said foolishly.
Ming Ke was still staring at his back. He heaved a sigh of relief when he did not see the bloodstains. As soon as he lifted his head, he saw a smile on his lips. He was bored and he immediately let go of his hand. Stand: "If it's okay, then I ..."
"Don't go." With a wave of his hand, he clasped his wrist and pulled it back before he stood up. His strength was seized, and he immediately fell into his arms, and he wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Bei Mingye, let go!"
"I've changed the bed. Are you still not satisfied?" He lowered his head and looked at his face seriously. His voice was no longer as indifferent as usual, but gentle, with a hint of drunken hoarse voice, and stopped at this moment. In my ears, it was as if the same wind was blowing gently in my heart.
So soft, so soft that it made people feel a little sad.
Ming Ke bit his lips and did not want to make trouble with him. Rarely does he have a good attitude now, but what could change a bed show? The bed can be changed, anything else? The populace? Can the body be replaced with a new one?