The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 147 Mr. President, Gently Kiss (41)

"That's it, right?" Jing Qingran said, looking at his beautiful face.

He looked at Jing Qingran and didn't speak.

"Let's go back." Jing Qingran said, reaching for his arm.

"It's too far to go back," he said.

"It's not far, let's go back by car, it will be soon." Jing Qingran said.

"I don't want to go back," he said.

"Then, where do you want to go?" Jing Qingran asked him.

"I'm like here," he said.

"But, it's not too early now, and you've drank so much, it's uncomfortable to sleep in this place." Jing Qingran said.

It is now evening.

"It's fine." He shook his head.

"President, let's go back, I will help you go back." Jing Qingran said.

"The two of us will stay here and not go back." He said, and the next moment, he reached out to hug Jing Qingran again.

"President, do you want to sleep? If you want to sleep, I will take you back to sleep." Jing Qingran said.

"Go and ask if there is a room here for people to rest. If there is, you can open one." He said.

He doesn't want to go back.

Jing Qingran thought for a while, then nodded to his words.

This bar has rooms where people can rest, and then Jing Qingran asked the waiter for a guest room.

She helped cholera to the guest room.

Cholera looked obviously drunk and couldn't even walk steadily. His tall and slender body leaned slightly towards Jing Qingran, and Jing Qingran supported him steadily.

Cholera was not completely incapacitated because he was drunk, he could still walk, so it was easier for Jing Qingran to help him.

Not long after, the two of them walked to the guest room, Jing Qingran supported him, and slowly put him on the bed, and he sat on the bed.

"President, what else do you need? Tell me." Jing Qingran said, "I haven't eaten this dinner yet, are you hungry? If you are hungry, I will find a way to get you something to eat."

"Not hungry." He shook his head.

"That's it...then you... just rest...you are already drunk." Jing Qingran said.

"I want to go to the bathroom," he said.

"Oh, that's the bathroom..." Jing Qingran pointed over there.

"You help me," he said.

Jing Qingran looked at him, then nodded helplessly: "Okay."

Then, Jing Qingran helped him up again, and walked to the bathroom.

Cholera went to the toilet, Jing Qingran was about to walk out of the bathroom, but Cholera said: "You are not allowed to go."

"Uh..." Jing Qingran looked at him.

"I want to take a bath, you put hot water for me." He said.

"Uh... well, you go to the bathroom first, I'll go out first, and come in later." Jing Qingran said.

"Then you are not allowed to go."

"Okay... I, I won't go..." Jing Qingran said.

Then, Jing Qingran exited the bathroom first.

Not long after, Jing Qingran walked into the bathroom again, this man had already taken care of his physical needs.

Jing Qingran put hot water on him.

"You give me a bath," he said.

"What?" Jing Qingran was a little uneasy.

"Undress me," he said.

"President, you can do it yourself!" Jing Qingran said.

"I can't." He shook his head.

"You're not so drunk yet, you can take off your clothes by yourself." Jing Qingran said.

"Take it off for me." He said, a faint blush rose on his face again, and he looked even more cute.

Jing Qingran gritted her teeth and looked at him for a while. His appearance really makes people unbearable to be angry with him...

(End of this chapter)