The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

The next day, Wang Zichen was woken up by the loud doorbell.

He managed to open his eyes and looked up, only to find that his head seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and it was as if he had been beaten violently. The pain was unbearable... He slumped down again,

He sighed and fixed his eyes on the scene in front of him.I realized that I was in the living room on the first floor at this time, and I was lying on the sofa now.

Fragments of memory about last night flashed past in pieces, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to be drunk, and even dropped the wine bottle, and the pieces fell on the ground...

Then, Lan Xinhui came, he was worried that she would step on the debris, so he hurriedly let her go.

Lan Xinhui? !

How did she come? !

Wang Zichen didn't know where the strength came from, so he sat up suddenly.

However, because his head was too heavy and painful, he fell back on the sofa.

He looked up at the bar, and saw that it was as tidy as usual, and looking at the ground, it was still clean and clean.

Was it Lan Xinhui who cleaned up all these things?Wang Zichen suddenly remembered the joke he had made with Lan Xinhui about the "snail girl".

He stood up, tried his best to stabilize his shaking body, suppressed his dizziness, and shouted: "Lan Xinhui!"

No one answered, so he called again, but still no one answered; he continued to call, "Lan Xinhui!"

"Lan Xinhui!"

"Lan Xinhui!"

"Lan Xinhui!"

……

Shouting all the time at the top of his lungs, suddenly, a figure in a pink dress stepped down from upstairs.

"Lan Xinhui!" Wang Zichen rushed over in ecstasy and stumbled.

"It's me." Miao Miaomiao stood on the stairs, looking at him with pity.

Wang Zichen rubbed his dry eyes, blinked again, widened his eyes to look, and finally saw that it was Miao Miaomiao: "Miaomiao? Why are you here?"

Miao Miaomiao said calmly, "I've been here for a long time."

Wang Zichen patted his head with a splitting headache, and only then remembered that Miao Miaomiao also lived in this building.

Seeing him slumped on the handrail of the stairs, Miao Miaomiao sighed and said, "Go up and rest for a while!"

"Where are you going?" He asked as he watched her go downstairs.

Miao Miaomiao said, "Someone rings the doorbell, I'll answer it."

Yes, someone rings the doorbell!Only then did Wang Zichen realize that the doorbell was ringing relentlessly.

"I'll go, I'll go!" Wang Zichen turned around and staggered towards the gate.

Wang Zichen rushed to the door and opened it abruptly, only to see a woman in a white dress standing outside.

Even more dizzy due to running, he fell against the door, raised his hand to press his headache-crushed head, only to feel that his eyes were so white that he couldn't open them.

"Come in, please!" Miao Miaomiao who came over greeted the visitor.

"Thank you!" Xin Tiantian walked in, seeing Wang Zichen leaning against the door with a pale face and a haggard expression, she couldn't help asking with concern: "What's wrong with you, Zichen?"

"Are you feeling unwell?" Xin Tiantian said, she walked over and reached out to touch his forehead.

As she approached, Wang Zichen smelled the perfume on her body and couldn't help feeling sick. He waved her hand away and took two steps back: "Don't come over!"

Xin Tiantian froze, her raised hand froze.

Seeing this, Miao Miaomiao quickly explained: "My brother drank a lot of wine last night, and he still hasn't sobered up yet!"

"Brother, she is Tiantian, Tiantian is here!" Miao Miaomiao said to Wang Zichen.

However, Wang Zichen leaned against the wall by the door, closed his eyes, and didn't know if he had listened.

Miao Miaomiao sighed: "It seems that the wine is not sober yet, I feel uncomfortable!" She greeted Xin Tiantian: "Come in and sit down first!"