Su Qing was in a hurry and climbed out of the bathtub.

She forced herself not to look at the man in the bathtub.

It took a lot of effort to breastfeed, and then he helped Qiao Mohan up from the bathtub and leaned on it half-sitting.

At this time, all the water in the bathtub has been discharged.

She casually pulled out a clean bathrobe and put it on Qiao Mohan's body, and before she even had time to tie his belt, she forcibly dragged Qiao Mohan out of the bathroom.

Fortunately, probably because at this time, Qiao Mohan's alcohol had subsided slightly.

Although he still hadn't woken up, he also knew that he leaned the weight of his body on her shoulder, and followed her out half-pushing.

"Whew"

Wasted the power of nine cows and two tigers.

Su Qing finally helped Qiao Mohan and walked to the edge of the big bed.

Seeing the big bed, the string that had been tense in her head broke in an instant.

In the body, the last bit of strength was drained at this time.

Qiao Mohan was so heavy that her whole body leaned on her, even if she had more strength than ordinary girls, but after tossing for so long, she couldn't bear it anymore at this time.

Su Qing felt that the strength in her body was being withdrawn little by little, and it seemed that her head was also groggy because of the strength of the wine and the steam in the bathroom.

Instinctively, she used her last bit of strength to throw Qiao Mohan hard against the big bed.

Then, Su Qing's whole body lost strength and fell forward.

That's it, straight and straight, propping up the edge of the bed, and planting it.

Knees, right on the carpet next to the bed.

And the hands are propped up on the edge of the bed.

The smell of alcohol was surging, and even his eyelids were a few points heavier than usual.

She held her head, afraid that she would faint.

After Su Qing eased up for a while, the feeling of dizziness in his head was rising, and then he retreated a little.

At this moment, Qiao Mohan was lying on his back on the big bed.

Because he was thrown on the big bed by Su Qing at will, the messy bathrobe, although it was still wrapped around Qiao Mohan.

But Su Qing's action of putting on a bathrobe for him just now was too hurried.

At this time, the bathrobe without a belt spread out as Qiao Mohan fell on the big bed.

He just lay on the bed, his eyes closed, and his two long legs casually resting on the edge of the bed.

Under the bathrobe, he wore nothing.

Su Qing had just regained some of her senses and slowly raised her head, wanting to see Qiao Mohan's situation.

As a result, I just raised my eyes.

looked at the hem of Qiao Mohan's open bathrobe.

The face, with a bang, turned red.

The rest of the wine, with a faster and faster heartbeat, rushed straight to the brain.

At last.

I didn't have time to say anything.

Just like that, with a bang, it fell completely.

The one who didn't die fell between Qiao Mohan's bathrobes.

Su Qing was too shocked to see the picture, and after fainting, the man who was pretending to be drunk on the bed quietly opened his eyes.

Danfeng's eyes were full of deep smiles.

The big palm covered Su Qing's pink face, looking at the little wild cat whose face was flushed and had already fainted.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, evoking a wicked smile.

"Little Wildcat, this time, you can't escape anymore"

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