You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 437 This Was a Mistake II
Madeira drove the car to the parking lot of Garleton's apartment.

Seeing Mo Mengchen's car, his bodyguard Luca Adriano hurried over to check.

"This is?" Adriano smelled the alcohol on Mo Mengchen's body as soon as he opened the car door.

Madeira explained: "He drank some wine."

Adriano can understand, he lost a crucial game tonight, drink some wine to relieve his sorrow, every man will do that.

"Do you need my help?" Adriano didn't think that Madeira would be able to help the 85kg Mo Mengchen from the parking lot to 250.

His contempt annoyed Madeira, although she looked thin, she still had some strength, Mo Mengchen was not completely incapacitated, he just walked unsteadily.

"No need." Mo Mengchen took the initiative to say, "Amir is enough, you go to work."

Adriano was still worried and followed behind them.

It was rare for Medela to get so close to Mo Mengchen. She supported Mo Mengchen and moved forward slowly.

Coming downstairs to the apartment, several security guards were playing cards with several old security guards who had been maintaining order here for a long time.When Mo Mengchen first moved to the Garridon apartment, he thought that these old guys had some specialties—otherwise, why would there be no burglars and robbers in the Garridon apartment for more than ten years? Later, he found out that the location of the Garridon apartment is just good. That's all.

They pretended to care about Mo Mengchen, but in fact their attention was always on the cards.

If Madeira wants to play a prank, she can definitely ask them to help, even if they don't want to, they can't leave the drunken employer alone.

Fortunately, Medela just wanted to take Mo Mengchen upstairs alone.

"Be careful, the steps may be slippery," Madeira said.

Even though it was summer, Mo Mengchen felt a chill.

Slowly, Mo Mengchen and Medela went up to the second floor.

250 entrance
When he came to the familiar door, Mo Mengchen just wanted to go in quickly and find a place to lie down.

He took out the key from his pocket and violently inserted it into the keyhole, but he didn't realize that he had inserted the key backwards, and violently twisted the key while he was drunk.

With such a furious look, those who didn't know thought that Garleton Apartment finally ushered in the first thief in history.

If it was really a thief, this technique was too poor, and it took a long time to pry the door lock.

"You'll do it like this..." Medela was about to tell him to stop when she heard a snap.

Mo Mengchen picked up the key that had been twisted off on the spot, and said dazedly, "How did this key become shorter?"

Madeira quickly pressed his hand down to see the appearance of the key clearly, yes, the key was really broken inside.

"The key is stuck inside and broken." Madeira notified Mo Mengchen of the unfortunate news.

Mo Mengchen felt his eyes go dark: "Can't I go home?"

"This..." Madeira secretly glanced at room 280 on the right.

According to the procedure, Mo Mengchen should be sent to Ephraim's room now.

However, a bold idea suddenly appeared in Madeira's heart, and she looked at her room number - 210.

"How about this, you just rest in 210 for one night?" Madeira only gave Mo Mengchen one option.

As long as Mo Mengchen's thinking is clearer, he should immediately react - I can go to 280.

Right now, the alcohol has paralyzed his brain, he feels cold, he just wants to hide under the quilt, so he quickly agreed to Madeira: "I will only sleep with you for one night."

He said for sure.

"Hmm." Madeira hurriedly opened the door, and glanced at the corridor before closing the door.

Then immediately close the door and lock it.

She let out a long breath.

"What am I doing? Ephraim treats me like a friend, how can I."

Then, she saw Mo Mengchen open her room directly.

"On this night, he was drunk, and I also drank some alcohol, so."

Madeira's mind was very confused. When she walked into the room, she found Mo Mengchen lying on his bed with only his shoes off, wriggling. What is this for?
"Are you cold?" Madeira asked.

Obviously it is summer, why?
Mo Mengchen shrank into the quilt and said, "A little bit."

Madeira picked up the towel and walked to the bathroom.

She didn't know what to do, a single mistake would lead to a big mistake.

She washed her body over and over again, then wrapped it in a towel, and slowly opened the bathroom door.

One side is your own room and the other is the guest room.

She can go to the guest room, nothing will happen that way, Mo Mengchen is just spending the night at her house, it's nothing.

If you go back to your own room, then this may be the way to go.

Mo Mengchen didn't know that he was lying on Madeira's bed, but he began to realize that if his key was broken in the door lock, why didn't he go to 280 to find Ephraim?

Why didn't he think of it at the first time?Even if he didn't think of it, could it be that Madeira couldn't think of it?She took a sip or two of wine.

The chill was getting stronger, maybe the bar was too warm, or maybe his body couldn't handle so much cold alcohol. For some reason, he felt very cold, like he had a cold.

He couldn't think at first, closed his eyes, and tried to fall asleep.

There is a slight fragrance from the quilt. This smell is very familiar. Why does the quilt in the guest room have a fragrance?Madela often washes the quilt in the guest room?

At this time, Mo Mengchen heard the movement at the door.

The door was opened.

There was no light in the room, but Mo Mengchen still saw Medela who was naked and only wrapped in a bath towel.

What does she want to do?
An obvious answer could explain the strangeness of the night, but Mo Mengchen was unwilling to accept it.

Madeira didn't say anything, she closed the door and walked straight forward.

Mo Mengchen watched her approach without panic or curiosity.

He had moved beyond strangeness or fear and was looking at her with dry, empty, indifferent eyes.

Her Rachel McAdams-like pretty face was framed by thick hair, and her bath towel covered every inch of her flesh below her collarbone. Like a fallen leaf, she floated slowly to Mo In front of the dust.

Madeira stopped in front of Mo Mengchen, her pale blue eyes seemed to see through his soul and understand his pain.

There was no make-up on her face, what appeared in front of Mo Mengchen was a pure and natural pretty face, even so, Mo Mengchen could still recognize at a glance that this was his assistant.

Medela went to bed, she broke a leg in front of Mo Mengchen, and he sat cross-legged against the oak tree.She leaned forward and kissed his lips.

The successive shocks before had already made Mo Mengchen dizzy, and even this kiss couldn't surprise him.

Madeira cupped his face and kissed him again, with that hungrily energy, like a person drinking cool spring water after a long, thirsty and dry day.

If there is a heaven in this world, then it should be like this, but Mo Mengchen can't go along much.

His judging function is out of control.What little rational thought he had left disappeared, and he was able to let his body do its own thing.

They lay like this for a long time.The heat of her body warmed him thoroughly.

He fell into a slight trance, which seemed brief, more like a daydream than real sleep; but when his eyes opened, his mind cleared.

Mo Mengchen looked at the woman beside him, he didn't know what to do next.

This woman who was with him day and night actually slept with him.

He was still worrying about Noah Sievers before, and now there is another one.

Compared to those two things, losing the season doesn't seem like a big deal.

　During the sensitive period, a little bit was deleted.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)