Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Opening her blurred eyes and seeing the handsome face so close, she blinked, "Why are you here?"

Seeing her confused look, He Junlin clasped her arm harder, "Do you know who I am?"

Being pinched by him, Yang Zhuoying exclaimed, "He Junlin, you pinched me!"

Seeing that she was not too drunk to recognize anyone, He Junlin snorted coldly, "It's okay if it hurts." If it doesn't hurt, why is he pinching her?He was unhappy, and she would naturally feel pain.

"Sir, what is your relationship with Miss Yang? She seems very uncomfortable, can you let her go?"

Although he felt that He Junlin was not easy to mess with, Ye Wei still mustered up the courage to step forward, wanting to take back the ownership of Yang Zhuoying.

At this time, Yang Zhuoying shouted without fear of death: "Let go of me, you hurt me."

He Junlin's face was so ugly that he stared at this drunk and ugly woman. If he didn't come, would she just have a room with this man?
Thinking of the way the two hugged each other just now, He Junlin looked at Ye Wei as if he was looking at a dead person.

"I'm her man!" The tone was loud and loud, and Ye Wei's legs softened due to the invisible coercion, and he almost knelt down on the spot.

"Miss Yang, she's drunk. I originally wanted to take her home, but now that you're here, I'll hand her over to you and take good care of her."

After finishing speaking, Ye Wei turned around and walked back to the bar as if fleeing.

Let him escape fast!He Junlin snorted coldly, lowered his head and glanced at the woman who couldn't stand firmly in his arms.

In the next second, he bent over and carried Yang Zhuoying on his shoulders.

Yang Zhuoying, who was dizzy at first, felt a blur in front of her eyes, and her whole body was lifted up, her stomach was pressed against her hard shoulders, and she almost vomited out the wine in her stomach.

"He Junlin, let me down. I'm going to vomit!"

He Junlin's body froze, and he warned sharply, "Don't vomit! Hold on to me." As he spoke, he walked quickly to the sports car and stuffed her into the passenger seat.

Yang Zhuoying was slumped on the seat, trying to get up, but her hands and feet were weak, so she had to lean her little face against the back of the chair, her eyes were glistening with water, her red lips were half parted, panting, she looked like a drunken beauty.

He Junlin glanced at her coldly, with disgust in his eyes, this woman was already beautiful, but now she was drunk and her charms were showing, but he had no intention of admiring her, instead he was full of anger.

Thinking of how she might be admired by other men, he became irritated.

"Is this how you seduce men everywhere?"

Responding to his taunt, she covered her mouth with her hand, "I want to vomit."

"Don't spit, or I'll throw you out of the car!"

As if against him, Yang Zhuoying vomited on him with a loud splash.

"Yang Zhuoying, you're doomed!" He Junlin slammed on the brakes, the sour smell on his body made his handsome face contort, and he looked at her, as if he wanted to tear her apart.

Facing his murderous eyes, Yang Zhuoying just blinked her big innocent eyes, "I'm sorry."

"It's useless to apologize, get out of the car!" He Junlin gritted his teeth and opened the door, pulling her out of the car.

Yang Zhuoying just got out of the car, and immediately covered her mouth again, He Junlin's black eyes narrowed slightly, and a sense of foreboding flashed past, "Don't spit!" The two stood too close, she would definitely spit on him.

He wanted to push her away, but she couldn't even stand firmly at this moment. If he really wanted to push her away, she would definitely fall down. When he was hesitating whether to push her away, she opened her mouth and vomited into his chest.

He Junlin was going crazy, this woman vomited on him twice and treated him like a trash can, he couldn't bear it!
After vomiting, Yang Zhuoying felt much more comfortable and her mind was clearer. She smelled the sour smell wafting from him, and she took two steps back in disgust.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. But would you like to clean this up first?"

He Junlin laughed back angrily, "How do you think it should be cleaned?"

She vomited all over him, and now she still thinks he stinks, this woman really deserves a beating!

Sensing the deep malice from him, Yang Zhuoying reminded: "There is a clothing store in front, why don't you go and buy a change?"

There is no hotel nearby, and it will take at least 10 minutes to get home. Can't we just drive home like this?

"Wait here." Leaving this sentence behind, he took off his filthy and expensive coat with a free and easy movement, threw it into the trash can beside him, turned and walked towards the clothing store.

After walking two steps, he heard footsteps coming from behind, and turned his head to see that it was Yang Zhuoying who followed.

He Junlin frowned, seeing that her footsteps were flimsy and wobbly, making one suspect that she would fall in the next step.

"Be careful!" In the next second, Yang Zhuoying stumbled and fell forward, and He Junlin quickly supported her.

"Can you stand still?"

How could Yang Zhuoying stand still? If he hadn't grabbed her arm, she would have slipped to the ground. Seeing this, He Junlin picked her up and walked towards the clothing store.

"Don't spit again, if you spit again, I will throw you down."

"Oh." Yang Zhuoying, who was lying on his back, responded and yawned, feeling very sleepy.

Walking into the clothing store, He Junlin wanted Yang Zhuoying to get off, but found that someone had fallen asleep on his back as a bed.

When the clerk saw a handsome guy coming in, his eyes lit up and he immediately came forward to meet him.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

He Junlin looked around the store, and his eyes fell on the sofa next to the cashier. Then, he walked to the sofa with long legs, and threw the woman on his back on the sofa politely.

"Is there any men's clothing for me to change into?" Scanning the clothes here, he found that this place sells women's clothing, and there are no clothes suitable for men at all.

The clerk approached him, and at this moment he also smelled the sour smell wafting from his body, and then glanced at Yang Zhuoying who was lying on the bed, sleeping unconscious, and knew it clearly.

"Sorry, I only sell women's clothing here. Ah! Wait a minute." She turned around and walked to the cashier counter as if remembering something, squatted down and searched under the table for a while, and when she stood up again, there was an extra piece of men's clothing in her hand. shirt.

"Can you take a look at this one? I originally bought this dress for my boyfriend. If you want it, I'll give it to you."

He Junlin took the clothes and took a look. The material and style of the clothes were very popular. Normally, he would naturally look down on them, but now he can only reluctantly accept them.

"Where is the dressing room?" Not in the habit of changing clothes in front of strange women, He Junlin looked around, but did not find the dressing room.

The clerk walked to a full-length mirror, stretched out his hand to reveal the room inside, and turned on the light, "If you need anything, you can call me anytime, handsome guy."

He Junlin nodded, walked to the dressing room, glanced at the narrow space, and subconsciously resisted going in, but the smell on his body was really unbearable, so in the end, he went in anyway.

After closing the door, he couldn't wait to take off his smelly clothes. Just as he was about to put new clothes on, the lights in the room went out.

In the darkness, He Junlin suffocated for breath, turned around and rushed towards the door, trying to open the door, but found that the door couldn't be opened.

"Open the door!" The air around him seemed to be thinning, and he felt as if he was about to suffocate, so he slammed on the door and shouted.

Hearing the knock on the door, Yang Zhuoying rushed to the dressing room, slammed open the door forcefully, and a figure rushed out from inside, almost bumping into her.