Half an hour later, Mi Xiaojia sent the drunk An Ran to the villa, and with the help of the driver, he reluctantly brought An Ran into the house.

Mi Xiaojia took out An Ran's wallet, gave the fare, thanked the driver repeatedly, and then looked back at An Ran who was lying on the sofa and was as soft as mud.

In such a large villa, there are no living people, if you die here safely, won't there even be anyone to collect the body.

Thinking of this, she called Jack, afraid that Jack would worry about what had happened to her, so she looked at the sleeping An Ran in a daze.

"Hey, wake up, go back to your room and rest. Mi Xiaojia slapped An Ran's face hard, but An Ran didn't move at all, and didn't move.

"Why are you so drunk?" Mi Xiaojia looked at An Ran in a daze, and looked at the man's handsome face in distraction.

Even when I'm asleep, I'm so handsome.

The eyebrows are thin and the lips are thin, the bridge of the nose is straight, the eyes are closed and you can't see the arrogance and --- energy on weekdays, and the eyelashes are so long that she wants to cut it.

If a man is half a devil when he is awake, then he is like half an angel when he is asleep.

"It's so beautiful, if only my doll was as good-looking as this person. Mi Xiaojia sighed lightly.

She felt that she was so old, and she couldn't have a man without a man, but she still wanted to give birth to a little doll to support the elderly. When you die, someone will die, right?

It's a pity that there are so many natural resources in the night, she has never been able to poison her, she is typical of astringent heart but not astringent, she is actually very powerful, if she really wants her to make a move, she can't do it.

No wonder Gesasa said she was useless, and she also felt useless. If you close your eyes and your heart is horizontal, can't you make a man real?

"The surname is An, you sleep slowly, I'll go first. Mi Xiaojia said and got up.

Anyway, it has been delivered to the house, but it has not been delivered - in the end, it should not be able to catch a cold.

Even so, she still went to the bedroom, planning to find a blanket to cover An Ran, which could be regarded as sending the Buddha home.

Who knew that when she came out of the bedroom again, she found that An Ran had actually rolled to the ground. The funny thing is that I haven't woken up yet.

She stepped forward and wanted to help An Ran onto the sofa, but who knew that the bloody plot happened, because the strength was not strong enough, her hand slipped, An Ran's body slid down, she wanted to pick it up, but she was pressed to the ground by An Ran.

The air in her lungs seemed to be calendered, and she couldn't breathe smoothly, and An Ran's face pressed against her face, and she couldn't move.

"Next time, I won't do good deeds again!" Mi Xiaojia didn't feel sad and angry: "Hun Qiu surnamed An, don't think that if you pretend to be drunk, I won't know that this is your trick, wake me up!!"

She tugged at Enron's ear with all her might, and her fingertips pierced Enron's arm.

An Ran felt very noisy, so he casually clasped Mi Xiaojia's waving hands, hugged her body tightly, pressed his head against her chest and rubbed it twice, and continued to sleep.

"God, you are so unfair, why do good people always end up so miserably?!!" Mi Xiaojia looked up to the sky and roared, accusing God of injustice.

No one answered her, she unwillingly tried to push it a few more times, and found that a woman's body structure is congenitally weak for men, otherwise she would not have been dying for more than ten minutes and couldn't push away An Ran, who was pressed on her.

In the end, she resigned herself to her fate and chose to withdraw her hand, telling herself that she would never do good things again.