When I Woke Up, I Become a Coquettish B*tch

Even though he was very worried about Mao Jixiang's situation, Qin Yi still couldn't leave Tang Yutian behind.

He wanted to send Tang Yutian back quickly, but...he couldn't hold him back!

Qin Yi really felt powerless with his body, and within a few minutes of supporting Tang Yutian, his arm was already sore.

He looked around for a while, looking for something that could be used to borrow strength, but he suddenly met a secretive head hidden in the darkness.

Little subordinate: "..."

Qin Yi was taken aback at first, but when he came back to his senses, he felt that this head looked very familiar: "Hi, are you...the one who knocked on the door last time looking for a bracelet?"

After Qin Yi finished speaking, the little subordinate came out from the corner hesitantly, nodded and said, "Ah, yes, it's me."

Young birthday!Should he just turn around and run?Will the boss blame him for disturbing their sweet two-person world?

Thinking about it this way, the little subordinate took back the steps he had taken.

He was about to retreat when he heard the handsome man in front of him ask, "Excuse me, sir, what's your name?"

Well, you are very polite.

The little subordinate touched his head, and said a little naively: "I, my name is Hong Bao."

Qin Yi's two hands could no longer support the weight of the man on his body, and he was forced to take two steps back: "Mr. Hong, can... can I trouble you to send him back to the room?"

Hong Bao had never seen Su Qi before, and Tang Yutian seldom took him with him when he went out to do errands. He often stayed at home with Uncle De, so he didn't know that the handsome man in front of him was the legendary coquettish slut.

Words of such a polite request are simply too difficult to refuse!He hurried forward and took over his boss from Qin Yi.

After picking it up, he felt something was wrong.

He has been following the boss since he started drinking heavily at midnight. He tried to persuade the boss to stop drinking several times in the middle of the night, but the boss almost smashed his forehead with a glass bottle backhand.So he could only hide nearby and watch silently, for fear that the boss would not be able to figure out what to do for a while.Where he stood, the angle of view was empty, and he could have a panoramic view of all the actions of the boss.

Of course... including that kiss.

Hong Bao was seriously thinking, shouldn't he interfere in this matter?Give the two of them room to develop further?

However, it was useless for him to think, because that Mr. Su had already trotted away after thanking him.

Hong Bao could only carry the boss on his shoulders, and walked upstairs in three steps at a time. He was a little curious as he walked, what was so urgent... It didn't look like he was going back to sleep...

Qin Yi quickly ran back to the room, and used the landline phone in the room to call Mao Jixiang back.

"Beep, beep, beep..." Every 'beep' from the phone made his heart constrict violently.

The call was connected quickly, but the voice that came out of the phone was not Mao Jixiang's.

The voice sounded quite calm, like a bottomless pool of stagnant water, and only two words came out of this pool of stagnant water: "Hello."

Qin Yi: "..."

Qin Yi didn't think he was the kind of person who was good at associating, but before Mao Jixiang told him to help him, now in the middle of the night, the person who called and answered the phone was another strange man.

The words he was about to blurt out were stuck in his throat, and he swallowed them again.He didn't dare to ask where Mao Jixiang was and if he could answer the phone, for fear of causing any trouble to Mao Jixiang.

Of course, you can't hang up the phone, at least he can delay some time for him, or find out some clues.

Thinking of this, Qin Yi clenched the microphone tightly to make his voice sound more normal. He took a deep breath and said, "...Hello, I want a soup dumpling."

Bai Yu: "..."

"Crab roe flavor, less vinegar, how long will it take to deliver?"

Bai Yu half-lyed on the bed, lowered his head to straighten Mao Jixiang's messy hair, and responded casually: "You have dialed the wrong number."

Mao Jixiang was lying beside him pretending to be asleep. The two were sleeping together, and they were too close together. He could clearly hear the voices of his allies talking to their thighs.

How could his allies be so witty!Mao Jixiang was so moved that he was about to cry. He was afraid that his allies would blurt out, "What's wrong with you? Did something happen to the task of swallowing panties?" ' and so on.

You ask him why he has this concern?Because if it was him, he would really probably say that...

After he finished being moved, he found a palm touching his head, pulling him back to reality from the joy of hearing the voice of his ally.

Bai Yu hung up the phone, leaned over and kissed him lightly on the face, and whispered creepily: "Good night."

Mao Jixiang was on the verge of collapse. He lay beside Bai Yu, not daring to move, staring at the endless night outside the window, deeply feeling that life had lost its meaning.

Who can tell him why it became like this!

"So what happened?" Qin Yi received the call early the next morning. He heard Mao Jixiang sighing on the other end, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, "Anyway, as long as you are fine .”

Mao Jixiang: "Yeah, if I'm fine... no, no, no, I've got something to do. I've been hit hard all over my body and mind. I'd rather die than die. You're at Tang Yutian's house, right. I'm here to find you. I need it urgently." A place where white nerves can't find me."

"Bai Nervous? Are you talking about Bai Yu?"

"It's hard to say, you wait for me! Wait for me!"

Mao Jixiang packed his things in a hurry while talking, and left here quickly while his white thighs were being sold by him to buy fried dough sticks.

"But Mr. Tang..." Tang Yutian didn't like others coming in. If he saw it, Mao Jixiang would die even worse.

In this regard, Mao Jixiang is not afraid: "I am not afraid, I would rather die at the feet of the hero than at the feet of the white thighs."

"..."

Qin Yi wondered if he heard it wrong.

Mao Jixiang also felt that what he said was too explicit, but he had no time to explain, so he hung up the phone with pride after speaking.

After being disturbed like this, Qin Yi didn't feel sleepy at all, so he simply got up to wash up, and planned to go out to explore the wind.

At this point, Uncle De should be fighting Tang Lai.

With the breeze blowing outside the window, mornings are always a joy to start the day with dew, birdsong, and the rising sun.

Qin Yi carefully calculated how likely it was that after Tang Yutian went to the company, he would intercede with Uncle De to let Mao Jixiang in.

However, as soon as he went out for a stroll, the proud Uncle De walked up to him.

As soon as Uncle De saw him, he shouted happily: "Mr. Su, our young master is on vacation today, do you want to go somewhere to play together?"

Qin Yi almost lost his footing: "...He doesn't go to work today?" "Yes, this is our young master's first vacation in the past few years. I used to feel distressed, and he didn't listen when I asked him to rest more. I finally figured it out this time. No, I'm still sleeping."

That's right, I drank so much last night, and my body is not made of iron.Qin Yi can understand, but she doesn't complain about anything in her heart, she just feels that things have become troublesome.

After thinking about it, he decided to confess directly: "Uncle De, it's like this, my friend said he wanted to see me..."

Uncle De understood, and said secretly: "No problem, I will help you hide it from the young master."

This old man put on such a strange expression, which made Qin Yi couldn't help laughing out loud. Just as he felt a little more relaxed, he heard Uncle De say the second half of the sentence: "You guys talk more through the iron gate. Son, it's all right, don't be afraid, Uncle De will help you if something happens."

"..."

As a result, when Mao Jixiang came, he saw his lovely ally and a spirited old man from a distance through the big iron gate with exquisite retro black carvings.

Uncle De just came out to have a look, the friend of his young master's friend, that is, his friend.

Mao Jixiang waved at the old man in a daze: "Hi." After the hi, he almost wanted to chop his hands.

Bah, what is he talking to him about, what's going on? Well, can this be okay?

Uncle De was satisfied when he saw someone, and Xindao was indeed a well-educated and aspiring young man. He patted Qin Yi's shoulder with a smile: "You talk, you talk, I won't bother you."

Qin Yi was a little embarrassed, and after Uncle De left, he explained to Mao Jixiang.After listening to the explanation, Mao Jixiang has no love for this world at all.

Mao Jixiang, who has no love for the world, waved his hand: "Goodbye, I am very satisfied to meet a friend like you in my short life."

Qin Yi hurriedly persuaded him: "Mr. Mao, don't be so negative. People live with hope, and there must be other ways."

any idea!What else can I do!

In order to protect himself last night, he lied that he had been in love with thighs for many years, but because he couldn't hold back his love and desire, he had to masturbate to pay his respects, and finally stood on the bed with his eyes closed and confessed his love angrily!

He had calculated it, he had racked his brains to calculate it, and in this way, at most, Bai Thigh would just kick him away out of disgust.

Qin Yi was dumbfounded, and asked: "Then...doesn't he have any?"

"He hugged me and said three words to me with no expression on his face." Mao Jixiang's current expression can no longer be described by words, "He said, me too."

me too.

Me too!

What is it ヾ(｀Д)!

Qin Yi thought for a while, and really didn't know how to comfort him. After holding back for a long time, he couldn't help but said through the fence: "Mr. Mao, try not to lie in the future."

Mao Jixiang: "..."