Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

But Tang Qian didn't seem to take him seriously from beginning to end.

He seemed to have put his fist on the cotton.

He had worked so hard for so long before he was praised by countless people, while Tang Qian only needed to learn casually, and even skipped class every day to get a competition prize back.

He seemed to have never been compared to Tang Qian.

But thinking that Rong Huang was with Tang Qian because he rejected him, Yin Ling felt a secret pleasure in his heart.

This time, Tang Qian finally won.

Yin Ling thought excitedly while going upstairs around the corner.

Before stepping on the stairs, he was thrown to the ground by a figure.

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Rong Huang drank the slice again.

Taking advantage of Dang Yue's lack of attention and Tang Qian's absence, Rong Huang quietly ordered a glass of colorful wine.

Then, get drunk.

Tang Qian looked helplessly at Rong Huang who was lying on the sofa singing.

Rong Huang's soft white face was pink, her hair was messed up on the sofa, like a little lunatic, she was still chanting.

Where is the spring, where is the spring...

Rong Huang's voice was originally arrogant and delicate, but now she sang nursery rhymes without the slightest sense of disobedience.

Tang Qian bent down to pick up Rong Huang in the posture of holding a child, Rong Huang subconsciously reached out to wrap his arms around his neck, rubbing his soft cheeks against Tang Qian's neck.

Almost made Tang Qian angry.

Tang Qian's eyes were deep, Don't move around, take her bag. The latter words were said to Dangyue.

Dang Yue quickly took Rong Huang's messenger bag and followed Tang Qian Rong Huang out the door.

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Early the next morning, Rong Huang woke up and found herself in a strange room.

Looking at the surrounding furnishings, it looks like a hotel.

Rong Huang sat on the bed with her messy hair in a daze for a few seconds, then looked around excitedly.

In the next second, will a handsome man with eight-pack abs and a face as if chiseled out by a knife and an axe come out of the bathroom and throw her a black card so that she will not have any thoughts that she shouldn't have?

Rong Huang rubbed her hands excitedly, a black card means a lot of money, right?

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According to the plot, the bathroom door should be opened at this time.

With a soft creak, the bathroom door opened.

Rong Huang's almond eyes widened, if that's the case, Mary Su Cheng is not lying to me!

Rong Huang looked over and saw...Tang Qian?

Ok?

Her pennies seemed to fly away.

Rong Huang thought with a blank face.

When Tang Qian came out of the shower, he saw Rong Huang lying on his back on the bed, looking hopeless.

Somewhat amusedly, he threw the towel for wiping his hair into the laundry basket, and Tang Qian approached with a hoarse voice, When I woke up, I got up, and I called you hangover soup.

Although Rong Huang didn't drink much, Tang Qian ordered a bowl of hangover soup just in case.

Rong Huang got up slowly, and wanted to go to the table where the hangover soup was placed, but was stopped by Tang Qian, Tie up your hair.

Rong Huang didn't move.

Rong Huang's head is full of her small money, and the money is gone.

I can't wait to swallow Tang Qian in one gulp.

With pampered eyes, Tang Qian took off the little cat's hairband that would never fall off her head, and smoothed her hair with his fingers in a strange manner.

It hurts. Rong Huang called out.

Be patient. Tang Qian, who was pinching his hair tie, was a little at a loss, but still tied a low-profile ponytail with super high concentration.

Okay, let's eat.

Why am I here? Rong Huang lowered his head and asked Tang Qian sleepily.

You were drunk last night. Tang Qian leaned lazily on the back of the chair, leaned over and stretched out his hand to pin Rong Huang's loose hair behind his ears.

and then?

And then you vomited all over me.