The top daily GL of the former boss [Transmigration Book]

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Chu Zixiao moved away from the crowd and came into contact with other people pinching their waists, which made her sick to her stomach, especially when she thought of Li Manting inside, she felt even more disgusted.

She called Li Manting again, but the phone was still turned off without any suspense.

Just when she was about to lose her temper, the noise in one place caught her attention.

"Don't touch me." The familiar voice could hear anger.

It didn't take much effort, Chu Zixiao heaved a sigh of relief and went straight over.

Two men surrounded Li Manting and started to touch her: "What's wrong with having a drink, such a big temper?"

Li Manting leaned against the bar, a black short skirt with deep V suspenders made people unable to take their eyes off, and a smooth lace scarf wrapped around her neck, hanging over her heart.Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were tear-stained, and her lips were trembling with anger.

Seeing this, Chu Zixiao swears, "Okay, come to this kind of place."

"Beauty, since you are here to play, please be happy." The two men were still reluctant.

"Get up!" Chu Zixiao pushed away the person standing in front of him, and took a beer bottle over.

Those two people saw her coming, sized her up, and under the stimulation of alcohol, their malicious intentions rose again: "Beauty, join us together?"

Disdainful in his heart, Chu Zixiao slapped his left hand with the beer bottle, and suddenly slammed the beer bottle at the high chair beside him. The beer bottle burst instantly, leaving only a sharp bottle body.

Amidst the fearful gazes, she raised her right foot and swept aside the chair and the green glass shards.

The music stopped suddenly, and the movements of the people around were still. The two men knew that she was not easy to mess with, so they dared not make a sound.

And Chu Zixiao said with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, but I'll take my friend home."

The drunk Li Manting looked at her with red eyes and said bluntly, "Who is your friend?"

……

As soon as she got out of the bar, Li Manting, who had been tugging with her all the way, vomited while holding the tree.

Chu Zixiao covered her nose, took off her coat and put it on for her. Li Manting stood up straight and shook off her outstretched hand.

Not daring to look at the place where Li Manting was in contact with the air, Chu Zixiao forcefully put the coat on her body: "Just treat it for my own good, okay?" Her heart beat violently when she accidentally touched the warm skin .

However, within two seconds, her coat was thrown on the pile of vomit by Li Manting. Li Manting was so noble and flamboyant, she said disdainfully, "Please come and see me make a fool of myself at night."

Chu Zixiao didn't care as much as she did. It's a good thing that Li Manting can argue with her here now.

"boarding."

Regardless of the clothes, she pulled Li Manting's wrist to push him into the back seat, but she didn't pay attention to Li Manting's condition, and Li Manting knocked her head accidentally.

"..."

Li Manting was knocked into a daze, she supported him, and put him on the back seat with great effort, but now he stopped making trouble.

Chu Zixiao sat in the driver's seat, looked back at Li Manting, who was unconscious and messy, and the corners of her mouth curled up: "I don't know how to drink, but I drink so much, who are you torturing?"

She shrugged and drove home.

Li Manting didn't wake up on the way, and she didn't wake up when she got out of the car. Chu Zixiao dragged her all the way to the room, already sweating profusely.

Throwing the person on the bed, seeing that Li Manting's clothes were vomited dirty, Chu Zixiao smacked her lips, found a looser mid-length white short-sleeve from the closet, and helped Li Manting change her clothes irritably.

Li Manting's skin seemed to be soaked in milk, and her graceful figure was much better than Bai Xiaoxiao's. Chu Zixiao almost wanted to run away. During this period, she didn't dare to aim her eyes randomly, and her movements were also cautious.

The moment the silk scarf was pulled off, Chu Zixiao frowned. Under the silk scarf was a scar the size of a one-yuan coin.

The skin on the scar is wrinkled and the complexion is dull.

Therefore, Li Manting doesn't like to wear low-necked clothes.

Her eyes froze for a moment, everything was finally over, she quickly closed the door, and finally fled the scene.

When she walked to the middle of the living room, Chu Zixiao suddenly felt a spasm in her stomach, she immediately squatted down reflexively, and put her fist on her stomach.

Gan vomited for a long time, but nothing came out, but his stomach seemed to be stabbed by a knife.Her head was buzzing, and she suddenly felt that the light in the living room had been turned off, and she curled up and fell to the ground.

Bai Xiaoxiao's stomach is clearly fine!

Chapter 4 Eat Breakfast (Revise)

The sun is slightly intoxicating, and there is a smell of ginger tea and brown sugar water between breaths.

Li Manting slowly opened her eyes, looking at the strange room in a daze, her head hurt a little, and she turned to one side to feel the pain.

Looking around, she saw the clothes she was wearing yesterday, and her mind gradually became clear.

where is this?

And Chu Zixiao, who spent the night on the ground last night, got up early in the morning and made ginger soup. Now she opened the bedroom door with a bowl in her hand, and seeing Li Manting's ice-like face, she knew why she was going to suffer.

Desperate for beauty.

But Li Manting was not happy to see her, the corner of her mouth was lowered, and she sat on the bed like a wooden person: "It's you."

Chu Zixiao smiled palely: "Who else could it be if it wasn't me."

Recalling the events of last night bit by bit, Li Manting was in a complicated mood, with a cold face: "Whatever I do."

"Is it possible to let you fend for yourself?" Chu Zixiao approached, and asked her in a friendly and approachable tone, "Drink, I cooked it specially for you."