There are bright stars in your eyes

Chapter 155 Misunderstanding (3)

After drinking, He Ziqian put the wine glass on the table with a "click", pulled up his suit jacket and said, "I'm leaving."

However, it was obvious that he was a little drunk, he pulled his coat twice before taking it off, his steps were extremely unsteady, and his eyes were a little distracted.

Seeing this, Mu Shaolei stood up and blocked his way, "You're drunk, stay here tonight."

"Who said I was drunk!" He Ziqian pushed him, and his body shook twice, "When did you see me, He Ziqian, drunk!"

As he said that, he pointed at Mu Shaolei's nose with his slender fingers, "Don't send someone to follow me, otherwise, I'll never end with you!"

Mu Shaolei smiled helplessly, "Okay, okay, I won't send anyone to follow you, please drive carefully."

Only when he was drunk would he have the chance to see He Ziqian lose his composure.

This aspect will make him feel that He Ziqian is just one of the mortal beings, not a god without joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

However, such opportunities are rare.

He Ziqian had gone a long way before Mu Shaolei realized that he forgot to bring his mobile phone to compensate Zhao Wanqing, so he chased him out again.

He Ziqian sneered and waved his hands, his eyes were distracted and out of focus.

"Have you seen when my woman lacked a mobile phone?"

Mu Shaolei looked at his staggering back, his face suddenly became serious, maybe He Ziqian would live that kind of vivid life earlier than himself, because he already had a place for a woman in his heart.
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"Bang bang bang" there was a strong knock on the door, Zhao Wanqing got up from the bed and looked in the direction of the door anxiously.

"Zhao Wanqing, open the door for me!" She vaguely heard He Ziqian's voice.Could it be him who was banging on the door frantically?
She sat on the bed, her heart beating like a drum.Open or not open, what will happen?If not, what will happen?
With a sound of "Chi--", the upstairs window was pulled open.

She heard the neighbor upstairs yelling, "What time is it, why don't people sleep?!"

The knock on the door stopped at that moment, but it started again with lightning speed.

It's just that this time it was more violent and crazier, just like the torrential rain in summer, "crackling" hitting the ground.

"Downstairs, if you don't stop, I will call the police!" The upstairs neighbor shouted again, with anger in his voice.

When Zhao Wanqing heard this, her heart sank.

If the neighbors call the police, He Ziqian will definitely be warned or fined.

If this matter spreads to the media, I'm afraid it will be heated up again.

Thinking of this, she tiptoed to the door and gently opened it.

He Ziqian stood straight outside the door, his eyes were as dark as the night outside, and his whole body was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

Neither of them moved, just staring at each other blankly.
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He Ziqian saw that she was wearing dark gray cotton pajamas, the length of which was just below the knees, and the pajamas had a pattern similar to chrysanthemums.

Her long, straight hair fell loose over her shoulders like a waterfall, and her bangs were a little messy on her forehead, some of which covered her eyes.

At this moment, she was staring at his face in fear like a frightened fawn.

Without saying a word, he grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her into the room.

Before she could react, he pressed down on her slender wrist with his big hand, confining her between the wall and his body.

She half-opened her cherry lips, and looked at her in fear, her eyes were not only shocked, but also shocked.

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(End of this chapter)