"Depend on!"

Tang Luo looked at the sleeping Han Ruobing and squeezed out a word from his teeth.

He looked at his phone and then Han Ruobing, and he felt even more depressed.

He felt even more unhappy with Assistant Zhang. If she hadn't called, she might have already left the sheets by now.

Now that Han Ruobing is asleep, he can't get in there anymore, what should he do?

In that case, he will despise himself!

"Oh... Forget it, it's been several days, if you don't believe it, you won't have a chance."

Tang Luo sat on the bed for a while, finally shook his head and got off the bed.

He put his phone back to the bedside table, then helped Han Ruobing cover the quilt, turned off the light, and left the bedroom.

He returned to the restaurant, looked at the candle that had not yet been extinguished, and blew it out in one breath.

Finally, he picked up the remaining little red wine and fucked it in one bite.

"sleep!"

Tang Luo muttered, put down the bottle, returned to the living room, and fell on the sofa.

Soon, he fell asleep, and snoring sounds came from the quiet room.

The night passed quickly.

On the big bed in the bedroom, Han Ruobing slowly opened his eyes.

She frowned slightly, raised her right hand, and rubbed her painful head.

A few seconds later, she suddenly sat up. Why isn't this her room?

After she looked around, she remembered that this was not a villa in Zhonghai, but a hotel in Yuecheng.

Then, she thought of something, her face changed, and she looked down at herself.

When she saw that her clothes were intact, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked outside.

Did he sleep on the sofa outside?

Han Ruobing shook his head gently and was a little dizzy. How much wine did he drink last night?

She thought about it carefully and found that she had an impression of it before, but after getting drunk, she couldn't remember it.

Even she had no impression of how she got back to bed.

A few minutes later, she got off the bed and slowly walked to the living room outside.

"Wife, are you awake and have a headache? Come on, have some sobering soup."

Tang Luo's voice came from the restaurant.

"I thought you would wake up in a while, so I had breakfast first and I'll order you one soon."

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Han Ruobing turned his head to look.

"Haha, did you sleep well last night?"

Tang Luo smiled, revealing nothing unusual.

However, he was also a little worried. She should have drunk a piece of it, and she doesn't remember it, right?

If I remember it, it would be a pity!

"Fortunately, it's just a headache."

Han Ruobing walked into the restaurant and sat on a chair.

Hearing Han Ruobing's tone, Tang Luo felt relieved and must have drunk the whole thing and remembered nothing.

Otherwise, she would not have had this attitude!

"Haha, if you drink the sobering soup, you won't have a headache."

Tang Luo smiled and handed the sobering soup to Han Ruobing.

"Yeah, thank you."

Han Ruobing nodded and took it.

"Last night...I drank too much, did you say anything?"

After drinking the sobering soup, Han Ruobing hesitated and asked.

"No, you drank too much and went back to bed, saying nothing."

Tang Luo shook his head.

"Oh, then how did I get back?"

Han Ruobing felt a little relieved and asked again.

"You can't walk steadily, I'll help you back."

Tang Luo took a bite.

"What's wrong?"

"nothing."

Han Ruobing shook his head.

"By the way, after you fell asleep, Assistant Chen from Mingwei Jewelry called you."

Tang Luo said something when he thought of it.

"Assistant Chen? What's the matter?"

Han Ruobing was a little curious.

"She said that the time she had made an appointment before didn't count. Mr. Zhu had something to do temporarily, so he pushed back the meeting."

Tang Luo was a little unhappy when he thought of this.

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"Depend on!"

Tang Luo looked at the sleeping Han Ruobing and squeezed out a word from his teeth.

He looked at his phone and then Han Ruobing, and he felt even more depressed.

He felt even more unhappy with Assistant Zhang. If she hadn't called, she might have already left the sheets by now.

Now that Han Ruobing is asleep, he can't get in there anymore, what should he do?

In that case, he will despise himself!

"Oh... Forget it, it's been several days, if you don't believe it, you won't have a chance."

Tang Luo sat on the bed for a while, finally shook his head and got off the bed.

He put his phone back to the bedside table, then helped Han Ruobing cover the quilt, turned off the light, and left the bedroom.

He returned to the restaurant, looked at the candle that had not yet been extinguished, and blew it out in one breath.

Finally, he picked up the remaining little red wine and fucked it in one bite.

"sleep!"

Tang Luo muttered, put down the bottle, returned to the living room, and fell on the sofa.

Soon, he fell asleep, and snoring sounds came from the quiet room.

The night passed quickly.

On the big bed in the bedroom, Han Ruobing slowly opened his eyes.

She frowned slightly, raised her right hand, and rubbed her painful head.

A few seconds later, she suddenly sat up. Why isn't this her room?

After she looked around, she remembered that this was not a villa in Zhonghai, but a hotel in Yuecheng.

Then, she thought of something, her face changed, and she looked down at herself.

When she saw that her clothes were intact, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked outside.

Did he sleep on the sofa outside?

Han Ruobing shook his head gently and was a little dizzy. How much wine did he drink last night?

She thought about it carefully and found that she had an impression of it before, but after getting drunk, she couldn't remember it.

Even she had no impression of how she got back to bed.

A few minutes later, she got off the bed and slowly walked to the living room outside.

"Wife, are you awake and have a headache? Come on, have some sobering soup."

Tang Luo's voice came from the restaurant.
To be continued...