His little rose is sweet and wild

Chapter 115 Zhang Ying Runs Away

Zhuang Jing carried her to his car parked on the side of the road, unlocked it with great effort, opened the door and put her in the passenger seat.

After closing the door, he turned around and sat in the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and was about to drive when he suddenly remembered that her seat belt was not fastened.

After a pause, he had to turn off the fire of the car, got up and approached Zhang Ying, trying to pull the seat belt that was pushed to the right by her and fasten it on her.

From a close distance, he could clearly see every pore on her face, perhaps because of the makeup, her skin was extremely fair.

The cheeks are also very red.

She wasn't really completely drunk either, her red lips squirmed non-stop, as if she was talking or sleepwalking.

Zhuang Jing couldn't help laughing angrily.

This woman is also really bold.

She is already married and dares to get drunk late at night alone. If she hadn't met him tonight, she would have been miserable.

He touched the seat belt, and was about to go around her body and fasten it for her, trying to avoid the contact between the two of them, but she suddenly fell down and directly pressed against the insertion hole of the seat belt.

Zhuang Jing felt a pain in his head.

He pushed her, "Zhang Ying, get up."

It was the first time he called her name.

He saw it from her file.

Zhang, Ying.

It's a nice name.

But married...

Thinking of this, Zhuang Jing's eyes darkened a bit.

What lingers on the tip of the nose is the unique fragrance of a woman's body, mixed with the fragrance of wine, but the fragrance of wine still cannot suppress the fragrance.

He couldn't smell the fragrance, but it wasn't like the usual perfume, nor was it a floral fragrance. It was like a unique fragrance of wood, elegant and light.

But the scent didn't suit her at all.

Zhuang Jing didn't forget what his assistant said before, saying that the finance department came to the bone. He worked overtime 24 hours a day and almost half of the time. He was desperate for work and worked overtime until late at night.

I really didn't see it.

This woman is delicate and delicate, she is actually a workaholic.

But the immediate question is how to fasten her seat belt.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Zhuang Jing looked at her, in desperation, he had no choice but to pull her up.

Fortunately, she didn't resist and let him get it easily.

Finally seeing the gap in the seat belt, his eyes lit up, he picked up the phone's seat belt plug and plugged it in.

However, they did not realize that the distance between the two was extremely close.

Even just a few centimeters away, his face hit her chin.

Finally, Zhuang Jing helped her fasten her seat belt.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he was about to get up, Zhang Ying was caught off guard, and Zhang Ying lowered her head in a flash, and she lowered her head in a straight line.

He didn't even have time to hide, and those delicate red lips brushed past his lips.

Immediately afterwards, she tilted her head and continued to sleep.

Zhuangjing people were dumbfounded.

He never expected that she would lower her head.

What's more, they unexpectedly...kissed indirectly.

You know, this is the first kiss he has kept for 28 years.

Zhuang Jing's mind went blank.

The hands hanging by his sides were trembling uncontrollably.

A fact emerged more clearly in the brain.

She is married.

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The whole night, Zhang Ying did not go home.

When she woke up the next day, her head was still hurting badly, as if she had been beaten. She got up in a daze, but when she saw the luxurious decoration in the room in front of her.

The whole person is stupid.

where is this?
She only remembered that she drank at the bar last night, and then she seemed to drink too much, and then she had no memory.

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Zhang Ying was startled, she quickly lowered her head to look at herself, only to find that all the clothes on her body had been changed, and she was wearing a silk pajamas at this time.

By the looks of it, it's still a man's.

(End of this chapter)