You're not allowed to commit murder when you're drunk in the future

Shi qinglan hung up the phone in a hurry.

She glared at the man angrily and pinched his handsome cheeks. you're not allowed to kill me when I'm drunk in the future.

Bo Li Cheng's large palm gently wrapped around the girl's small hand.

After letting go of her hand, he naturally slipped his fingers between her fingers and slowly clenched her soft and boneless hand, with their fingers intertwined. if you're not drunk, I won't have a chance.

Shi qinglan's beautiful eyes were filled with anger.

She avoided his gaze and raised her fair foot to kick the man's abdomen. After pushing him away, she immediately turned over and sat up, rubbing her fluffy hair. get up and wash up!

As soon as she finished speaking, she ran into the bathroom.

Bo Li Cheng supported his head with one arm. He lay on his side and looked at the girl's back as she fled. He could not help but chuckle.

"Swish-"

His phone suddenly vibrated.