Su Qing climbed out of the bathtub in a hurry.
She forced herself not to look at the man in the bathtub.
It took all her might to lift Qiao Mohan up from the bathtub, and he half-sat down.
At this time, all the water in the bathtub has been drained.
She picked up a clean bathrobe and put it on Qiao Mohan without even having time to fasten his belt. She then dragged Qiao Mohan out of the bathroom.
Fortunately, perhaps because of this, Qiao Mohan's drunkenness had subsided a little by then.
Although he was still not awake, he knew what to do. He leaned his weight on her shoulders and followed her out reluctantly.
"call-"
It took a lot of effort.
Su Qing finally helped Qiao Mohan to the side of the big bed.
When she saw the big bed, the string that had been tense in her mind suddenly broke.
The last bit of strength in the body was drained away at this moment.
Qiao Mohan was too heavy, with his entire body leaning on her. Even though she was stronger than an average girl, she couldn't bear it anymore after being tossed around for so long.
Su Qing felt that the strength in her body was gradually draining away. It seemed that the alcohol and the steam in the bathroom made her head feel dizzy.
Instinctively, she used her last bit of strength to throw Qiao Mohan towards the bed.
Then, Su Qing's whole body lost strength and she fell forward.
Just like that, he fell down, straight and upright, holding onto the edge of the bed.
He knelt on the carpet beside the bed.
And his hands were resting on the edge of the bed.
The smell of alcohol rose up, and even his eyelids became heavier than usual.
She held up her head, afraid that she would feel dizzy.
After Su Qing relaxed for a while, the dizzy feeling in her head subsided a little.
At this moment, Qiao Mohan was lying on the big bed with his legs spread out.
Because Su Qing casually threw the bathrobe on the big bed, the messy bathrobe was still wrapped around Qiao Mohan.
But Su Qing was too hasty in putting the bathrobe on him.
At this time, the bathrobe without a belt fell apart as Qiao Mohan fell on the big bed.
He just lay on the bed with his eyes closed and his long legs casually draped over the edge of the bed.
Under the bathrobe, he was wearing nothing.
Su Qing had just regained some consciousness and slowly raised her head to see what was happening with Qiao Mohan.
As a result, he just raised his eyes.
His sight happened to meet the hem of Qiao Mohan's opened bathrobe.
His face suddenly turned red.
The remaining alcohol rushed straight to my head along with my increasingly rapid heartbeat.
at last.
There was no time to say anything.
Just like that, with a 'bang', he fell down completely.
As luck would have it, he fell between Qiao Mohan's bathrobe.
…
Su Qing fainted because of the shocking scene she saw, but the man pretending to be drunk on the bed opened his eyes quietly.
The upturned almond-shaped eyes were filled with deep smiles.
The big hand covered Su Qing's pink face, looking at the little wild cat whose face had turned red and had fainted.
The corners of his mouth lifted up slightly, revealing an evil smile.
"Little wild cat... This time, you can't escape anymore..." (To be continued)