Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

  Chapter 439 Zhuo Li's sweetheart is Mo Han?

  Yao Rong walked to the corner and saw someone sitting there, with wet clothes and many wine bottles beside him.

   "Zhuo Li?" She saw her profile face, and stepped forward in surprise.

  Yao Rong squatted down, Zhuo Li smelled her, he raised his head slightly, and when he saw her, he moved.

   "Are you okay?" Yao Rong watched him drink so much, he didn't want to bother him.

  But Zhuo Li always felt uncomfortable, as if she was sad, she couldn't help asking.

  Zuo Lin said nothing, stretched out his hand and held her in his arms, holding her tightly.

   "Zhuo Li, don't take advantage of me by drunk crazy, I'm not easy to mess with." Yao Rong struggled, Zhuo Li hugged her tightly, his chin resting on her shoulder.

  He took a drink, squinted at the front, and hugged her tightly with his palms.

   "Han will be very sad for him, but I can't help anything. Do you think I'm useless?" Zhuo Di murmured after taking a break.

  He searched all the people he knew, but he refused.

  From small to large, everything can be solved with a clever mind, but he really can’t do this.

   "What's wrong?" Yao Rong listened. She wanted to push him away, but her little hand fell on his back. She gently patted and asked, "What happened?"

   Zhuo Lin seemed to have not heard her talking, he murmured: "She won't die, she can't die, otherwise, what should Han do?"

  Vaguely from his words, I heard a lot of bad things.

  Yao Rong comforted, until Zhuo Li leaned on her shoulder and fell asleep.

   "Yao Rong." At this moment, someone stepped forward, unable to distinguish the situation, and pulled her up. Zhuo Li was thrown away and his head hit one side.

  He was in pain, drinking too much, and although it was painful, he did not wake up.

  "Who is this?" Yao Shengba pointed to Zhuo Li, and when he smelled alcohol on her body, his old face couldn't help.

  Yao Rong looked at him, but she was silent.

   "I agree with you to move out. That's how you gave me the face of Yao's parents?" Yao Shengba asked.

  Yao Rong turned around and helped Zhuo Li up. Yao Shengba strode forward. Before his hand touched Yao Rong, he was caught.

   "Dad, let her." Yao Shengming's voice sounded.

   Hearing his voice, Yao Rong raised his head and looked at him deeply, ironically.

  Yao Rong made no sound, helped Zhuo Li, turned around, dragged him into the elevator, touched for a long time, but did not find the key from him, she could only help him back to her apartment.

   "Cold... I'm sorry." Zhuo Di murmured.

  In my sleep, when drunk, I feel very guilty.

   Hearing him calling "Han" all the time, Yao Rong wiped his face with a hot towel and said, "It's been a night since I called, who is Han? Is that someone you like?"

  If you are not the one you like, how can you be so memorable.

  Thinking of this, Yao Rong smiled, put the quilt on him, but stayed up all night, always feeling a little empty in his heart, how can he be dissatisfied.

  She took her mobile phone and sent a message to Gu Chuyan, but found that she did not reply.

   "Hey, I didn't reply to my message." Yao Rong stared at the phone, reached out and picked up the phone, went to the balcony and looked at it, and found that the signal was full.

  Yao Rong leaned there, bit her finger, and dialed her phone.

   "Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off." Hearing this, Yao Rong moved his phone away and looked up at the night sky.

   Hearing a vague voice, she looked down and saw Yao Shengming standing not far downstairs, leaning against the car and staring at her.

   "Rong Rong." Yao Shengming called her in the air, his lips moved, and he thought for a while and said, "I'm sorry for today's matter! I shouldn't come to visit you with my father.

  PS: Well, two days later, Brother Han has meat to eat. Many people say that they haven’t eaten meat before, and they are so hungry. Eat enough in two days, in various postures. Cough, after the time has finished eating, come to a field battle again? How about?! The author is going to be taken badly, cover his face (*/?＼*).

  (End of this chapter)