221 Chapter 220 of “Quick Wear: A Delicate Flower Is Hard to Grow (H)”

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Her voice suddenly rose a bit, and she seemed to have a tendency not to give up until she achieved her goal.

Zhou Jinyuan’s forehead twitched, and when he saw Song Tingyu’s bright smile, some of his original anger also dissipated.

He stepped forward, hugged Song Tingyu, and supported her as she walked outside.

With support, Song Tingyu became even more arrogant. She hugged Zhou Jinyuan with her arms and stuck together tightly.

The two of them were already dazzling in the crowd, but now together, everyone couldn’t take their eyes away.

“Kiss.” Song Tingyu looked at Zhou Jinyuan with a hazy face, and in front of everyone, she held Zhou Jinyuan’s face and kissed him.

When it was removed, two big red mouth marks were left on the face.

From the corner of his eye, Zhou Jinyuan could see the disbelieving looks of his subordinates. They all covered their mouths and looked at them in surprise.

He looked down at Song Tingyu, who was lying limply on top of him, with a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth.

Now, everyone knew what was going on.

Her relationship with him was completely exposed by her.

Although there was nothing shady about this relationship, the subtle feeling of being exposed to others still made him have other thoughts.

After getting Song Tingyu into the car, Zhou Jinyuan made a few calls.

When I got home, it was already very late, the streets were deserted, and only a few scattered shops were still open.

When taking the elevator upstairs, Song Tingyu, who had been leaning quietly and honestly next to Zhou Jinyuan, opened her eyes in a daze.

After watching the current scene for a while, he tilted his head and pointed at Zhou Jinyuan: “Why are we back?”

Zhou Jinyuan helped her body: “You are drunk.”

Song Tingyu frowned and thought for a while, then said: “I’m not drunk…”

Zhou Jinyuan didn’t care about whether she was drunk or not, and nodded: “Okay, I’m not drunk, let’s go home.”

Before she really reached home, Song Tingyu tilted her head, rolled her eyes, and said nothing.

As soon as she entered the house, Song Tingyu completely let herself go.

Pushing Zhou Jinyuan away, while he was staggering, he stepped forward in two steps and reached his generous back with one jump.

She crossed her hands on his chest and jumped excitedly: “Ride a horse.”

Zhou Jinyuan almost fell due to the force of her rushing from behind. The unused weight behind him made him subconsciously grab Song Tingyu’s two thin legs.

“Be good, don’t move.” He said, believing that Song Tingyu would be a ghost.

Her wine taste is really not good at all…

Song Tingyu made up her mind not to let Zhou Jinyuan have an easy time tonight. She had three points of sanity, but after being sober for such a long time, it became five points.

The remaining five points turned into her courage to cause trouble.

The hard work, the hard work of making him worry, made him dumbfounded, with a look of helplessness on his face, unable to do anything to her, and finally gave her a sweet kiss.

She thought well, but in fact, she couldn’t care about so much after playing so crazy.

He ran from bed to sofa, like Zhou Jinyuan’s conjoined twins, carrying him wherever he went.

It’s not just a hug, it’s Zhou Jinyuan who wants to have fun with her.

“Hi, hi, hi!” Her dark eyes were watery, and the clothes on her body were hanging loosely as she ran.

Zhou Jinyuan pressed her beating temples, restrained her hands, hugged her and put her on the bed: “If you don’t sleep, I’ll fuck you!”

I really don’t know how to treat her.

“You do it, you do it! Who is afraid of whom!” Song Tingyu was as proud and arrogant as a villain.