After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 181 What are you doing, Sheng Xifang?
The old lady Sheng stared at Zhao Chumian upstairs with dilated pupils, rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and looked again, Zhao Chumian's small face was even brighter.

"When did you come back?" she asked sharply.

Originally, she didn't want to come back, but she was concerned about Lu Jin's reputation.

Since he didn't want to leave, she went home and let him and Liang Kuanzai live in the house.

Anyway, their two iron buddies also told him the password to log in.

However, Songyu Yipin has a strong secrecy, so it should not be easy to be photographed.

Sheng Xifang strode up the stairs, holding on to the handrail of the stairs, staring at her smiling side face with blurred eyes, the deep dimples actually gave him the urge to stretch out his fingers and poke them.

He approached her step by step, stretched out his long arms, and put them on her white shoulders, his hot palms were tightly pressed against her delicate and soft skin, and his head full of wine smelled close to her.

His voice was hoarse, "Grandma asked you something..."

Reeking of alcohol, was Sheng Xifang pushed into a wine barrel to soak overnight?

Zhao Chumian tilted her head in disgust, "Why, grandma doesn't want me to go home?"

Old Madam Sheng suddenly turned her head and glared at the servant next to her.

The servant trembled in fright.

The servant expressed her innocence. Not long after she hung up on Aunt Rong's call, the eldest and young mistress came back.

But the phone call was just an ordinary greeting, I don't know that the old lady would come over in person and say something like that...

"Mianmian, grandma is just worried about your safety. It has no other meaning, don't think about it..." Wan Mei sat in a wheelchair and looked up at them.

Brother Sheng's entire body was almost on Zhao Chumian's body.

However, Zhao Chumian turned her head away, and Sheng Xifang's tall nose lightly touched the side of her face.

It's like the lingering love between an intimate couple.

Both ambiguous and dazzling.

"Whether I am thinking or not, it has nothing to do with you..." Zhao Chumian turned cold, "Give Miss Wan and Grandma a good rest, and we young couple will go back to the room to rest first."

Wan Mei was taken aback, she was too rude.

Not pretending at all.

Old Madam Sheng was so angry that she couldn't hold back a word. The woman who went out to have a tryst with other men unexpectedly came back!
As soon as she left, Sheng Xifang followed her.

As if unconscious, the hand on her shoulder slid down, and finally grabbed her slender waist with a big hand.

her waist...

Thin and soft.

Entering Sheng Xifang's room, Zhao Chumian turned cold and pushed him away.

Sheng Xifang's footsteps were flimsy, he staggered a step, and moved closer to her again.

"Drunk?" Zhao Chumian put a weight on his shoulders, "Stop pretending, weren't you fine when you went upstairs?"

"A little dizzy." Sheng Xifang closed his eyes.

He really wanted to ask her, since she left with Lu Jin, why did she come back?
Her heart is still on him...

It has not been transferred to others, and it is still inseparable from him.

That's why I came back.

"If you're dizzy, go to bed and sleep, don't rely on me!" Zhao Chumian's expression turned pale, and her slender hands pulled him weakly.

But he is like a sculpture, with a stable chassis.

Helpless, she had no choice but to take a step forward.

Sheng Xifang was obedient and followed her step by step.

When they entered the inner room, the two stood beside the big bed.

She turned on the light, and the warm orange light on the bedside shone, through the dim light, she could clearly see the blush on Sheng Xifang's cheeks.

The dignified President Sheng actually knows how to drink and get drunk?

Why, Wanmei's health is not good yet, and she can't satisfy him, so she borrowed wine to relieve her worries?
Zhao Chumian pushed him onto the bed, but Sheng Xifang grabbed her nightgown, and she fell down too.

Smelly man!
She subconsciously protected her lower abdomen, turned her body slightly, and stared at his blurred and drunken face.

"Do you know how much you weigh?" Zhao Chumian tugged at his shirt, "Sheng Xifang, don't get drunk and mess around, you see who I am! I'm not your sweetheart!"

Sheng Xifang opened his eyelids, and looked at her cold face in a daze. In his memory, she didn't seem to look at him with this look and expression...

Every time she sees him, she is happy and jumping for joy, the love and nostalgia that cannot be hidden in those peach eyes.

He could even recall the shyness on her cheeks flushed when she peeked at him.

But now...

are gone.

"Ah! Sheng Xifang, what are you doing riding a horse?"

(End of this chapter)