I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot Chapter 177

   Chapter 177 How Much Thinking

   After so many years, she is very promising and can drink.

   Dare to be so drunk outside alone.

   I don't even know if it was sold.

  Sang Minglang was on fire in his heart, settled the bill, and carried her into the car.

   It was impossible to send her home. Ruan Xiaoshuang was so drunk that she couldn't answer any questions.

   Take her back to her place, even more impossible.

  Sang Minglang has no habit of bringing women home, especially the relationship between this woman and him is unclear and unclear.

  Sang Minglang drove directly to the hotel and reserved a room for her.

   hug Ruan Xiaoshuang into the room and settle down, Sang Minglang is about to leave, think about it, and search the Internet again, how to hangover faster when drunk.

   The answer is to drink honey water.

  Sang Minglang went downstairs to buy a bottle of honey in the hotel supermarket. When he came back, he opened the door and found that Ruan Xiaoshuang got off the bed and staggered around the room.

  Sang Minglang frowned suddenly, "Ruan Xiaoshuang, what are you doing?"

   He suddenly made a sound, Ruan Xiaoshuang was shocked, staggered under his feet, and fell to the ground with a "thump".

  Sang Minglang was speechless, put down the honey in his hand, and went over to help her.

   She raised her drunken and misty eyes, her eyes fell on Sang Minglang's face, and she was stunned.

   Obviously she was drunk, but when she looked at her like this, Sang Minglang was actually the boss feeling uncomfortable. He raised his hand and turned her head away, "What are you looking at? Get up."

   wrapped her shoulders and waist, and helped her to sit on the edge of the bed.

  Sang Minglang turned around and made her a glass of honey water and fed her a drink.

   The drunkenness in her eyes seemed to subside, and Sang Minglang asked, "Are you calling your house and having someone come to pick you up, or stay here for one night?"

   Ruan Xiaoshuang didn't speak, a pair of eyes filled with drunkenness and water mist stared at him for a moment.

  Sang Minglang found that he still couldn't communicate with her, so he simply gave up.

   helped her lie down, Sang Minglang pointed to the mobile phone beside the bedside table, "The mobile phone is here, if you have something to call, you can call your family or me."

   Ruan Xiaoshuang didn't know whether he heard it or not, and didn't respond at all.

  Sang Minglang didn't hesitate anymore and was about to leave.

   Ruan Xiaoshuang suddenly turned over and sat up, Sang Minglang thought something was wrong with her.

   In the next moment, she hugged Sang Minglang's waist tightly, rubbed her head against him, and said softly, "Minglang, I want you to accompany me."

  Sang Minglang's heart seemed to be hit hard by something, and his face changed.

   Years ago, Ruan Xiaoshuang, who was only 20 years old at the time, liked to hold him, rubbing his head in his arms and acting like a spoiled child.

   And Ruan Xiaoshuang like this, no matter what request, Sang Minglang could not refuse.

   Seven years later, this woman was drunk, and she still knew how to soften his heart.

   is his **** nemesis.

   Ruan Xiaoshuang hugged him and did not let go. Sang Minglang had no choice but to send a message to Sang Qianqian, saying that he would not be returning today.

  Sang Minglang actually didn't plan to have anything with Ruan Xiaoshuang.

   He wasn't really that sleazy either. I didn't know Ruan Xiaoshuang's intention to find him before, so it was enough to deliberately humiliate her.

   Now I understand that Ruan Xiaoshuang went to him several times, not because of guilt, but because she couldn't forget him and wanted to reconcile with him, and she really didn't lie before, she really hadn't been married all these years.

   That wicked thought was also dissipated.

   As far as Sang Minglang is concerned, the past between him and Ruan Xiaoshuang, be it hatred or resentment, is over.

Sang Minglang doesn't know what will happen between    and Ruan Xiaoshuang in the future, but if he is a friend, he can face it calmly.

   This is Sang Minglang's true thoughts when he stayed and decided to accompany Ruan Xiaoshuang.

   He really didn't want to take advantage of people's danger and want to be with Ruan Xiaoshuang.

  However, Ruan Xiaoshuang is too entangled, she not only wants him to accompany her, she also wants him to sleep with her.

   Just like when they lived together abroad, he must sleep beside her.

   She was really drunk and took his hand and said a lot.

   She doesn't seem to remember the unpleasant encounter between the two in Mingcheng, nor the bad attitude he once had.

   The drunk Ruan Xiaoshuang seemed to be immersed in the memory of the past.

   She said that her eldest brother was seriously ill and she had no choice but to agree to a marriage arranged by her mother.

   She said that she went to a foreign university to look for him, but couldn't find him. She went to Mingcheng to look for him, but couldn't find him.

   She said that she had waited for him for seven years, and she had always missed him.

  Sang Minglang looked down at her with a deep voice, "How much do you think?"

"Want it so so much."

   Her eyes were full of tears, and her hands were tightly around his neck, "Ming Lang, let's get married."

  Sang Minglang didn't know if it was her drunken remarks or her truthful remarks.

   But in his heart, turbulent waves suddenly turned up.

   Agitated emotions, Sang Minglang leaned over and kissed Ruan Xiaoshuang.

  The reunion seven years later, the affection of the year is still there, this kiss is love and instinct.

  The air is hot.

   The night was dark, the woman's long hair was soaked with sweat, and she fell asleep exhausted.

  Sang Minglang covered her with the quilt and stared at her for a long time.

   couldn't fall asleep, got up and went to the balcony, smoking several cigarettes.

   His cell phone rang at this moment.

   The person who called was Shen Hanyu.

  Sang Minglang glanced at the time, it was 4:40 in the morning.

   He picked it up, "So early to disturb people's dreams, what's the matter?"

   "My flight at six o'clock will return to Mingcheng."

  Shen Hanyu said, "When are you going back? If you can't come back, I don't have to leave today."

"What do you mean?"

  Sang Minglang realized something, and the veins on his forehead jumped, "You won't be at my house, will you?"

   "Qianqian is ill with a high fever of 39 degrees 2."

  Shen Hanyu's voice was a little low, "Aunt Zhao said that you had dinner last night, and she didn't answer your phone calls. You didn't answer for a long time, so I can only come over."

  Sang Minglang glanced at the phone call records. Aunt Zhao called her twice at eleven o'clock last night. At that time, he was so entangled by Ruan Xiaoshuang that he didn't pay attention to the phone at all.

  Sang Minglang frowned fiercely, what day was yesterday, everything happened.

   "How is my sister now?"

   "Took the antipyretic, now the fever is gone, and I fell asleep."

   "Then you can go, I'll go back now."

  Sang Minglang hung up the phone, took the car keys, looked back deeply at Ruan Xiaoshuang who was asleep, and strode out.

   hours ago.

   In the middle of the night, in front of an unremarkable building in the capital.

  Fang Lan sent Shen Hanyu into the car, "Leave early tomorrow?"

  Shen Hanyu nodded, "I'll leave the matter here to you."

   "Don't worry, you can invite all of them, but are you afraid of problems?"

   Fang Lan said with a smile, "No matter how bad it is, there is still you. You are the object of admiration and admiration for all of our ATT977 members, so there is no problem that you can't solve."

  Shen Hanyu pursed his lips, didn't say anything, opened the car door and got in the car, "Let's go."

When    comes back.

  The car passed by Sang Qianqian's residence, and Shen Hanyu glanced at the yard subconsciously.

   It was so late, the door was actually open, and the light inside could see Aunt Zhao looking up at the door.

   He turned into the yard next door, parked the car, and just got off.

   Aunt Zhao ran over quickly as if seeing a savior, and said anxiously across the carved fence:

   "Mr. Shen, Miss Sang is sick. No one answered Mr. Sang's phone. Can you come and have a look?"

   (end of this chapter)

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