While pondering, Jiang Ping kept pouring strong wine into his mouth, hoping to use the strong wine to anesthetize his disordered state of mind.

He still remembered how happy he was when he came to the cliff and saw that the other party was still safe and sound. He felt relieved. His heart fell to the ground like a stone. Then he rushed forward without hesitation and vented his anger on the behemoth beast that made him worried and almost killed her life.

Later, the Bemon beast made the beggar beg for mercy. The two left Wangqing Cliff. Then, after the other party insisted, they took the other party to the top of the sky cliff and saw the innocent flower on the top of the cliff.

The vengeful flower was not kind enough. She asked for help to recover from her injuries. It actually exchanged her life for her life, and of course she would not agree. She insisted on going to the top of the Sky Cliff, and it turned out that she wanted to obtain some juice from the vengeful flower fruit and restore the vitality of the Mayan predecessors.

Because of this, he annoyed the vengeful flower, which led to the poison of the vengeful flower. His vitality quickly disappeared. He remembered that when he watched the other party's vitality disappear in front of him, he was unable to save it. How sad he was, like a sword piercing his heart and vowed to avenge her. Later, the other party longed for his love, and he gave the other party love without hesitation. This also accidentally solved the poison of the vengeful flower in her. Under the affection of the two and bewitched by the vengeful flower, the two had a relationship that should not have originally happened.

These scenes flashed through Jiang Ping's mind, forcing him to admit that the other party had indeed left a deep mark in his heart and had an irreplaceable weight.

But now he understood that it seemed too late. Should he give up like this? But he felt a deep reluctance.

Do you want to forgive the other party? Did she have any difficulties? Is it not her fault, she is just a victim?

Jiang Ping's heart was in chaos, and countless voices intersected in his mind, making him not know how to make a decision.

"Bang--"

He poured all the bottle of wine into his belly, and he threw it casually and smashed it to pieces.

"Ding ding ding-"

At this time, the phone on the desk rang again. Jiang Ping grabbed the phone suddenly, but didn't even look at it, and threw it out casually. With a "bang" sound, the phone fell into pieces. The call prompt sound also stopped abruptly, and the whole world became quiet.

"I won't answer your phone!" Jiang Ping murmured, grabbed another wine bottle, opened the bottle cap and started drinking.

A plane came flying and landed in front of the gate of the official residence. The door opened. A young and beautiful female major jumped out of the car and rushed straight into the gate.

At the gate, several guards saw it and were about to come to stop him and ask, but a sharp-eyed man hurriedly grabbed his companion and said, "It's the new secret commander."

The guards knew it and stood attentively at the person who came under the leadership of the captain. The female major ignored them and rushed straight into the building of the official residence.

The person who came was Fujiwara Masami. She called Jiang Ping just now, but she didn't expect that the other party would not answer and hung up directly, and then she couldn't get through. This made her feel a little angry and strange, so she ran over to ask for punishment. Anyway, she lived not far away. She was right next to her dormitory compound of the Military Information Department.

"He dared not answer my phone call, and I wouldn't scold him for being terrified!"

Masami Fujiwara thought, and went straight to Jiang Hei's residence upstairs, opened the door and broke in.

When she opened the door and saw that the scene in the room made her stunned.

I saw the hall full of wine bottles and glass shavings that were smashed into pieces. The smell of alcohol came from the room. The person she was about to seek punishment was now leaning on a table, holding a bottle of wine, and pouring it into her mouth. The expression on her face was a bit drunk and a bit desolate.

She was stunned for a moment, and didn't bother to ask the other party for a moment. She rushed forward and grabbed the bottle of wine from the other party's hand. She asked loudly: "Kang Pingjun! What's wrong with you? What happened to you? How could you drink like this!"

"Wine, wine, give me the wine back, I want to drink!" Jiang Ping reached out to grab her, muttering unconsciously.

Masami Fujiwara moved the wine on the table far away, walked over and grabbed him, shouting, "You can't drink it anymore!"

"I want to drink, I want to drink, don't stop me..." Jiang Ping stumbled and stood up, trying to find wine. A strong sense of alcohol rushed up, making him unable to stand steadily anymore, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

Masami Fujiwara hurriedly stepped forward and helped him, and said anxiously: "Kang Pingjun! Be more awake, you are so drunk, you still have to drink! Stop drinking, I will help you up and lie on the bed!"

"No, I, I'm not drunk, I still want to drink, don't worry about me..."

Jiang Ping murmured, but his body was already being held by Masami Fujiwara and walked towards the bedroom inside.

His entire heavy body leaned on Masami Fujiwara. A strong smell of alcohol, mixed with a strong masculine aura, rushed towards him, making Masami Fujiwara feel panicked, her cheeks flushed, as if she was drunk.

Masami Fujiwara supported the other person and walked to the bedroom inside step by step, came to the bedside, carefully supported the other person and leaned against the bed, and then took off her shoes for the other person.

"Stop drinking, lie down on the bed-" Fujiwara Masami persuaded in a low voice.

"No, I still have to drink and give it back to me-"

Fujiwara Masami was about to hold the other person and lie down on the bed, but she was not afraid of being pulled by the other person. The center of gravity was unstable and followed the other person and fell heavily on the bed.

Masami Fujiwara was shocked and was about to turn over, but was already pressed by a heavy body. Her delicate body was limp, her jade face was red, and her heart was beating violently.

"Wake up and let me get up-"

She pushed the other person with her hands, trying to push the other person down from her body, but found that the other person's body seemed as heavy as a mountain, and it was difficult to shake for a moment.

The two of them faced each other's heads and faces, and the smell of alcohol sprayed from each other's breath directly sprayed on her jade face, making her feel even more shocked and panicked.

What's wrong with me? Fujiwara Masami calmed down and spat secretly, gathered the remaining strength, pushed the other person's body away with all his strength. She was about to get out and get up, but she might as well tighten her body. She was already being held tightly by the other person from behind. Her body fell down again, and the two of them rolled in one place.

"Hiss--" A sound of cracking silk sounded crisply, and the other party took a large piece of her clothes off, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin.

"No, no, no..."

Feeling the other party's rough movements, Fujiwara Masami exclaimed in panic and struggled for a few times, but she could not stop the other party's irresistible power.

"Woo-Okay, I'll do it myself..."

She simply gave up her resistance as if she had accepted her fate, and gently removed her shirt for herself, revealing a charming slut fat like white jade. She turned around and hugged the other party like an octopus, shed a few crystal tears, and shouted in her heart, Kang Pingjun, Xia Zi is finally yours.

A trace of morning light shone in through the window frame, Jiang Ping opened his eyes and woke up.

He heard the sound of busy footsteps coming from the hall outside. He felt aroused in his heart, and his thoughts extended out. He saw Masami Fujiwara wearing an apron, just brought out a plate of hot broth from the kitchen and placed it on the square table in the hall, where there was already a table of exquisite and rich breakfast.

Why is Yami coming?

He shook his head hard and recalled carefully, as if he had remembered something, but he was vague and unsure.

He got up in his clothes and walked out of it.

Seeing him come out, Fujiwara Masami was stunned, then her cheeks flushed, she smiled sweetly at him, and said, "Kang Pingjun, you are getting up, I'm about to call you, come and have breakfast!"

Jiang Ping felt something was wrong with the other party, and felt more and more uneasy. He walked straight to the dining table and sat down. He reached out to pick up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed a few bites and applauded.

"By the way, Yami, why are you here?" As she ate, she asked inadvertently.

Masami Fujiwara was stunned, glared at him resentfully, and said, "You didn't answer my phone yesterday, I'll come to see you..."

Jiang Ping said: "So that's the case. By the way, when did you come?"

Fujiwara Masami's cheeks turned red, she glanced at the other party with resentment, gritted her teeth and said, "You really don't remember what happened last night? When I came to see you, you drank a lot of wine and bullied others..."

Jiang Ping's heart suddenly broke out, could it be...

He raised his head and looked at the other party. Fujiwara Masami's cheeks were flushed. He suddenly jumped over and threw himself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and murmured: "Kang Pingjun, Natsuko won't blame you, Natsuko likes you..."

"This, this..."

Jiang Ping's face changed, and he sat there with a bitter feeling in his heart. After a while, he said, "I'm sorry, I got drunk yesterday..."

Masami Fujiwara reached out to stop him and said shyly: "Stop talking, I don't blame you just..."

Jiang Ping shook his head, pushed the other person away, got up and walked to the window, and looked out the window silently, without a reaction for a long time.

Seeing him like this, Fujiwara Masami was surprised in her heart. She knew that something must have happened and said resentfully: "You drank so much wine last night. Tell me what happened, how could she drink it like that!"

Jiang Ping didn't say anything. He thought that things would have passed when he woke up, but it really passed, but he still felt that he couldn't let go of it for a while.

I felt a warm and soft body behind me pressing on me and hugging him tightly.

Jiang Ping turned around with difficulty, gently pushed the other party away, and said, "Yami, it's getting late, it's time to go to work at the MIIT."

Fujiwara Masashi whitened his eyes and said, "You are confused. You are off for the weekend. By the way, where are we going to play, you said?"

Jiang Ping looked out the window and suddenly remembered someone, and thought to himself, I don’t know how she is. If you have a break today, then go and see her. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. Read.)
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