Lovely pet rich and cold wife: You must

The only thing Qiao Ran thinks of now is to calm down. His mind is too messy. He needs to calm down now, otherwise the consequences will become very serious!

Qiao Ran drove the car back to his apartment, took out two bottles of red wine from the inner compartment, opened it, and drank it straight away, even the glasses were useless.

He took a sip, the red wine flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and then flowed down, staining his shirt red. Qiao Ran panted violently, put the bottle aside with a "bang", and then quickly put the coat on his back. He took it off and dropped it on the ground.

Then he continued to hold the wine bottle, drinking non-stop, drinking non-stop, venting his own inexplicable emotions.

I...are...dividing...dividing...lines

In the early morning, Qiao Ran frowned tightly and opened his eyes in a daze. He felt uncomfortable all over his body. He rubbed his temples vigorously, and his head really hurt.

When he woke up completely, he realized that he was still sitting on the ground. Last night, he slept on the floor in the living room all night. No one was even on the sofa, but someone was directly on the floor.

Around the sitting area, there were still two wine bottles lying here and there on the ground, which were already empty. The two bottles of red wine were all taken care of by himself last night.

Qiao Ran sighed, and sat on the ground for a while, rubbing his temples with his hands. After feeling better, Qiao Ran stood up from the floor, and picked up the two wine bottles on the ground.

Then he wobbled to the side, threw all the wine bottles into the trash can, then turned around and dragged himself exhausted back to his bedroom.

Qiao Ran behaved very calmly, with a nonchalant look, as if nothing happened last night, he didn't do anything at all.

Back in the bedroom, he went straight into the bathroom, and soon heard the sound of running water.

The water poured down from the top of his head, Qiao Ran closed his eyes, and felt that he was much more relaxed. He could put everything aside and be lazy for a while, as if he had nothing to do.

About half an hour later, Qiao Ran came out of the bathroom. His hair was wet and the water was still flowing. He was just casually wrapped in a bath towel, with nothing on his upper body.

Holding a towel in his hand, he casually wiped his hair. After wiping the hair until it was almost dry, he put on another pair, and it looked brand new again.

Not long ago, he just woke up, and the man with a distressed appearance seemed to have nothing to do with Qiao Ran.

After Qiao Ran went out, she still didn't forget to buy breakfast, knowing that Li Wange's place had nothing left, and she was the kind of person who would rather starve than do anything.

When Qiao Ran passed by, Li Wange's door was open. He walked over to take a look, but he didn't see Li Wange, frowned slightly, and walked in.

Qiao Ran searched every corner of the apartment, but he didn't see Li Wange's figure. He subconsciously became nervous, and his whole body became vigilant.

Today is the weekend, Li Wange doesn't have to go to work, the door of the apartment is open, but she can't see her, everything in the apartment is still tidy, there is no messy feeling at all.