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Tang Jiyang frowned and looked at her, not intending to make a waste of speech to a drunkard.

He walked to Zhou Hanruo, slowed down his movements gently, and gently picked her up.

Zhou Hanruo leaned against his chest, his long thick eyelashes trembled slightly, opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Do you want to take me home?" she said, shaking her lips.

"Yes." Tang Jiyang responded.

After hearing this, Zhou Hanruo raised the corners of his lips and suddenly a mocking smile came out, but tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Tang Jiyang, can we go back?" she murmured.

Tang Jiyang had beautiful sword eyebrows, and ink-colored eyes, there seemed to be a bottomless vortex rolling. "Let's talk about it when you go home."

After he finished speaking, he hugged Zhou Hanruo and turned around and strode away.

In front of the bar, only Xie Qiqi and Mingcheng were left.

Mingcheng leaned against the bar lazily, and pointed his slender fingers on the table gently, "Sister Xie, you are fat, you don't need me to hug you, hurry up, take a few steps by yourself, and the car parked at the door of the bar."

"Whoever is calling you fat, your eyes are getting fat." Xie Qiqi glared at him fiercely, stood up from the seat and walked out of the bar.

Mingcheng drove her back to the hotel, and it was two streets away, in the blink of an eye.

At the entrance of the hotel, Xie Qiqi politely declined him to take her upstairs, but Mingcheng insisted on sending her to the door of the room.

"Thank you, go back." Xie Qiqi blocked the door of the room. It was obvious that if he didn't leave, she wouldn't go into the room.

Mingcheng wrapped his arms around his chest, stood opposite her, staring at the closed door, and said with a smile: "What are you blocking? Get out of here, I'll go in and see my godson."

After hearing this, Xie Qiqi's head buzzed, and he was clearly half drunk and woke up instantly.

"You, you know? What about Tang Jiyang? Do you know too?"

"He doesn't know for the time being. I've come out to pick you up before I can report it. It's really time to get drunk." Mingcheng said lazyly.

Xie Qiqi reached out to hold his forehead and suddenly felt that things were a little troublesome. If Tang Jiyang and Xiaozhou did not reach an agreement, a battle to seize the child was about to break out, and some lawsuits would be fought.

But when he thought about it, he was so angry that Tang Jiyang signed the induction surgery book so resolutely and forced Xiaozhou to take off the child. How could he still have the face to fight for Tongtong's custody?

"Report? What can you report? Do you dare to tell Tang Jiyang everything about how Xiaozhou has lived abroad in the past three years? At most, you will tell Tang Jiyang. Congratulations, you have a son. Your ex-wife took the risk of giving birth to the child."

Xie Qiqi's tone was full of sarcasm and sarcasm, "It's easy to say the word 'adventure', but for Xiaozhou, how painful it is, can Tang Jiyang understand? He knows nothing."

After Xie Qiqi finished speaking, he took out the room card and opened the door neatly. As soon as he was about to close the door, he was blocked by Mingcheng's outstretched arm.

"My godson..."

"I'm asleep, don't wake him up. If you want to see the child, make an appointment in advance." Xie Qiqi finished speaking, pushed his arm away, slammed, and the door closed in front of Mingcheng.

...

On the other hand, Tang Jiyang and Zhou Hanruo returned to Longwan Villa.

After entering the door, Tang Jiyang found a clean pajama and gave it to her, "Go and take a shower first."

Zhou Hanruo was silent, took the clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Tang Jiyang was boiling water in the kitchen, preparing to sober up her tea. As soon as the tea bag was placed in the cup, he suddenly heard a sensational sound from the bathroom.

He walked quickly to the bathroom and knocked hard on the door, "Xiaozhou, what's wrong?"

There was no response inside, and Tang Jiyang directly opened the door with the spare key.

In the bathroom, Xiaozhou stood in front of the washbasin, his hair was soaked around his waist, and there were bottles and jars of toiletries and skin care products scattered under his feet. The plastic bottle was fine, but the glass bottle fell to the ground and broke all over the ground, making the ground mess.

These things were originally placed on the washstand, but if they were accidentally touched, they would not fall together. Obviously, they were pushed to the ground by Zhou Hanruo.

She rarely loses her temper, but it does not mean that Zhou Hanruo does not have the temper of a young lady.

Tang Jiyang just frowned slightly, without any blame in his eyes, and more of helplessness and worry, "Isn't hurt?"

He stepped through the mess on the ground, walked to Zhou Hanruo, picked her up, left the bathroom, and returned to the living room.

Tang Jiyang carefully carried her to the sofa, half-kneeled in front of her, checking whether she was injured by the glass fragments.

Zhou Hanruo had no wound on his body, and he breathed a little relieved.

"Sit here, don't move around, I'll give you sober tea." He finished speaking, and was about to get up, he found that she kept holding his arm.

"I'm not drunk." Zhou Hanruo said, his beautiful eyes were so dark that they could not see the light. Big tears kept pouring out of his eyes.

"Did you have a headache when you get drunk?" Tang Jiyang held her face with his palm and gently wiped away the tears from her cheeks with his long fingers.

However, Zhou Hanruo pushed him away a little out of control and almost growled, "I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk!"

After she yelled, her body curled up, nestled on the sofa, and cried tremblingly.

"I'm not drunk, I'm just too self-righteous and overestimated. I thought that as long as I come back, I could come back to you at any time. I thought that as long as I look back, you will definitely stand behind me... It's just my wishful thinking.

In three years, I was the only one who stood there, and you were no longer there.”

"Xiaozhou." Tang Jiyang's deep eyes slowly changed color, and his eyes were full of care. He gently hugged her and put his forehead on her forehead.

"I've been here. Xiaozhou, don't think about it, go to bed obediently. I can explain Fang Zixin's affairs."

Zhou Hanruo's emotions calmed a little a little, and he nodded with tears in his eyes. But her hand still clutched the collar of his chest and murmured, "Tang Jiyang, do you still love me? Tang Jiyang, are you in love with someone else?"

"Love. No one else." Tang Jiyang looked into her eyes and answered extremely solemnly.

Zhou Hanruo was probably tired of being noisy, and the effect of alcohol made her fall asleep quickly.

Tang Jiyang gently pulled the quilt for her. Then, he sat beside the bed and looked at her quietly.

Tang Jiyang held his forehead with one hand, wondering if it would be contagious if it would be drunk. He felt that he was probably a little drunk, and his mind was repeated, all of them and their past.

...

Tang Jiyang remembered that he also met her in a bar that day.

She wore a bat shirt, black leather skirt, long hair loose, beautiful makeup, and danced on the dance floor with many people.

She twisted her soft waist, like a water snake, beautiful, charming, and very dazzling.

A man came beside her and took advantage of the opportunity to dance, deliberately rubbed her on her from time to time, but she didn't realize it at all.
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