The real daughter was spoiled by her ex-husband

Chapter 177
Qin Feng nodded and backed out.

After he left, Zhan Qingyuan stood by the bed for a long time, took a clean pajamas into the bathroom, and when he came out again, he was clean and refreshed.

On the bed, the woman murmured weakly: "Uncomfortable..."

He looked at her tightly frowned, pursed her thin lips, and walked out.

A few minutes later, he came in with a glass of water, sat on the edge of the bed, patted her face, "Drink water."

She didn't move, her expression was still pained.

Zhan Qingyuan glanced at the lower part of her neck, because of her struggling movements, the collar slipped down, revealing a piece of snow-white skin and delicate collarbone.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little charming.

He slipped his throat, looked away, and helped her up unskillfully, "Honey water, hangover, drink it."

The tone was still commanding, but it was much gentler.

Nanxi didn't have much consciousness, she just felt her mouth was dry and her head hurt. When a voice rang out, she thought to herself: Why does this voice sound like that doggy man Zhan Qingyuan, who was fed warm wetness into his mouth? .

She licked it, it was sweet, and then followed the man's movements, drank a whole glass, and fell back to sleep.

"..."

Zhan Qingyuan put down the cup, settled her properly, covered her with the quilt, and condensed her quietly for a long time.

After sorting out the complicated emotions in his mind, he got up, turned off the lights, and walked out.

After passing the living room, there were subtle shouts outside the door, as well as the continuous ringing of the doorbell.

He came to the door expressionlessly, set the volume of the doorbell, turned around and went in again.

Outside the door, Song Ci pressed impatiently and knocked on the door instead, but no matter how he patted, there was still no movement inside.

"Damn it, where did you take her!"

Song Ci was extremely annoyed, and he also thought that it is impossible for a person like Zhan Qingyuan to have only one residence.

So, after knocking on the door to no avail, he turned back and went home, and searched all the properties under Zhan Qingyuan's name on the whole Internet again.

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The next day, three poles in the sun.

Nanxi really woke up naturally after falling asleep, and opened her eyes in a daze.

Her mind was a little heavy, and she slowly stood up, remembering that she drank with Song Ci last night until she got drunk, and she forgot some things.

She seems to have hit someone, tsk, she seems to have dreamed of Zhan Qingyuan...

Nanxi pressed her temples, and glanced casually.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at her, you will wake up when you look at her!
"Fuck, where the hell is this!"

This familiar color and decoration, this... Isn't this Zhan Qingyuan's room?
So she didn't dream last night?He is really with her?
Nan Xi felt her head being swung by a giant hammer, and subconsciously looked at the clothes on her body.

The loose white shirt was on, but the collar was still unbuttoned.

She lifted the quilt again and saw that her bare legs were exposed, and her pants were missing.

Nanxi grabbed her hair and patted it on the bed angrily, "No... no way? This kind of thing will happen to me too?!"

Doesn't drunkenness only appear in novels?How could someone as strict and careful as her do such a shameless thing?
Nan Xi is really going crazy!
She didn't notice the bathroom door behind her at all, Zhan Qingyuan stood there with a sad face, and said coolly: "Where do you think this is?"

On the bed, the woman's back stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was a plank.

Nan Xi twisted his mechanical neck and looked over. The man was wearing pajamas, he looked more comfortable and lazy than usual, and he was approachable. His face was too good-looking.

(End of this chapter)