Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Ah Fei stared at the girl in his arms, her coquettish tone, lazy drunken eyes, and the coquettish look of a little girl made him stunned for a moment.

It felt as if someone had suddenly hit the softest part of his heart.

And it's been a long time since no one acted like a baby to him, and he thought of his little sister again.

But he could clearly feel that this girl was different from his sister.

In her coquettishness, there is a kind of charm and sexiness of a little girl...

She suddenly stretched out her finger, touched his lips, and said with a drunken smile: "Why are you looking at me like this, do you want to kiss me?"

A Fei took her hand away, picked her up horizontally, and walked into the community.

But she was lying in his arms, her eyes blurred, and she smiled like a seductive goblin.

Ah Fei was annoyed by his distraction just now, as if he was competing with himself, with a cold face, he walked on the corridor of the community with big strides, and his arms gradually tightened.

The person in the arms said dissatisfiedly: "You hug me too tightly, why don't you let me down."

"Be quiet." Ah Fei said coldly.

The girl pursed her lips and muttered, "What the hell..."

He carried Ling Ying into the elevator, put her down, and reached out to press the elevator, only to find that her eyes were red.

Ah Fei saw the top of her lips, the position in the middle of her face, and the mark of being pinched red by him, and sighed secretly, wondering if he was really being too unkind to the girl.

He cleared his throat, and said as if he had nothing to say: "Didn't you go to the amusement park, why did you make yourself like this?"

She nodded, and said vaguely and out of order: "Well... a lot of projects... it's too late... I can't play... I went to the bar..."

Ah Fei looked at her speechlessly, wanting to make her feel better in the future, go out to drink with a man she doesn't know well, and still drink like this, is this because he is afraid that he will not lose his dignity?

But these words were only thought in my heart, and I didn't say them out of my mouth.

He has no position.

After all, we've only met for two days, and you want to teach him how to live and behave?It seems redundant.

And she had already closed her eyes, leaning against the inner wall of the elevator, as if she had fallen asleep.

When the elevator reached the desired floor, Ah Fei carried Ling Ying down again, came to the door of the house, entered the password, entered the house, closed the door with his feet, and walked directly to her bedroom with Ling Ying in his arms.

But when passing the second bedroom, Ling Ying suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to grab the door frame, and said willfully, "I want to live in this room."

Ah Fei looked at the closed door and said, "I don't have a key."

When tidying up her room during the day, he discovered that the bedroom was locked.

He also remembered the situation in the room he accidentally saw, it wasn't messy, it seemed to be a space she cared about, maybe it involved her privacy, so he didn't think about going in to clean it.

She glanced at the door lock, "Oh yes, I locked it... Well, you go to my room, there is a key in the bedside drawer..."

Ah Fei put her down, leaned her against the wall, and strode towards her bedroom.

Walking to one of the bedside tables and opening the drawer, it was full of various sundries, including charging cables, lipstick, notepads, and even an empty cup... Ah Fei rubbed the space between his brows.

It seems that just helping her clean up the surface is not enough...

However, he still found a key among the pile of sundries.

When he came to the door of the second bedroom, he found that the girl was lying on the floor and fell asleep, and her mobile phone dropped to the ground.

A Fei picked up her mobile phone, took a photo of her and sent it to herself. When she wakes up tomorrow, seeing her embarrassment after being drunk may give her a long memory.

Then he opened the second bedroom door.

In front of his eyes was an extremely tidy room.

The bed sheet is light gray without a single wrinkle. There is a walnut wood writing desk at the end of the bed against the corner. There is only a blue notepad on the desk, and a pen is pinned to it, as if the owner of the desk just left the house in the morning. Go, I have to write in this book at night.

Next to the desk is a row of bookcases. Apart from the neatly arranged books, there are also some personal sundries on display, but they are all neat and orderly, not stacked casually.

The only thing that seemed incongruous was the two dead potted plants on the window sill, which enveloped the whole room in a dead atmosphere.

Just as Ah Fei was looking at the room, the person lying on the ground had already got up by himself, staggered into the room, and fell headlong on the neat bed, as if throwing himself into a warm and tolerant embrace.

Ah Fei helped her take off her shoes, put her in a side-lying position, then brought her a washbasin, put it beside the bed, and said to her, "If you want to vomit, throw it in the basin."

She closed her eyes and nodded: "Don't worry, I won't vomit if I suffocate to death, or my brother will be angry."

A Fei was stunned for a moment, he realized that no matter before or now, the "brother" she was talking about was someone else.

It must be the person who once lived in this house.

A Fei's eyes fell on the row of bookcases, and he walked over involuntarily.

There are some trophies and awards, it seems a very good person.

"Qiao Qingze." A Fei whispered the name on the certificate.

Was it really called that name?

Then he saw some pictures, framed.

There are life photos and graduation photos.There are his pictures, and there are hers.

He had her in his graduation photo in his gown, and she looked like a middle school student.

There is also her in the photo of him wearing a doctor's suit. She is already a big girl with long hair, standing on the steps behind him, lying on his back, she smiles brightly, and he smiles freshly.

Later she also put on a bachelor's uniform, and he put on a suit and shirt, very successful man.

Standing together, they are still brilliant, refreshing, and a good match.

Ah Fei suddenly remembered that the man he saw in the underground garage the day before, who was rude to Ling Ying, seemed to be the bastard in the photo, her ex-boyfriend.

Moving his gaze to the side, Ah Fei saw a burnt passport.

Half of the man's photo was left, and that delicate face had turned into burnt yellow edges.

Next to the passport is a glass bottle that seems to be just dirt.

At this moment, the girl on the bed suddenly groaned twice, and he looked back, only to see that she was pulling her neckline, frowning uncomfortably, as if she was retching.

Ah Fei hurried over, helped her lie down beside the bed, and helped her pick up the washbasin.

After Ling Ying finished vomiting, Ah Fei wiped her mouth with a tissue, took the washbasin, and brought her a glass of water to rinse her mouth.

At the moment, she is good-looking and doesn't make any more fuss.

Putting the water glass on the head of her bed, helping her to lie down again, her hair slid down, covering half of her face.

Ah Fei helped her brush away the messy hair on her face, hung it behind her ear, and stared deeply at her.

So, looking for someone like him, right?

Even if the other party is a bastard, as long as there is a face similar to him, are you willing to tolerate it?

Why bother.