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Chapter 390 Drinking and Chatting

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    "I know, I know" Thea was speechless.

    Without further words, she tried her best to help him into the suite

    "Sheng Jianan, do you want me to fill you with bath water?"

    "No need!" Sheng Jianan raised his hand, he couldn't even take a bath in this state.

    Glancing at his son who was already lying on the bed, he pointed to the sofa in the living room outside, "I'll sleep on the sofa tonight!"

    "I'll help you there right now" Thea nodded, afraid that he would startle Xiao Baozi with the smell of alcohol all over his body.

    Seeing his muscular body leaning on the sofa, she turned back and went to the bedroom, took the pillow and quilt, and then closed the door lightly.

    When he came back again, Sheng Jianan had already changed to a supine position, with one arm resting on his eyes, and the other arm was pulling down his trousers, and in an instant, only a pair of boxers were left on his body.

    Thea walked over quickly, closed the curtains, picked up the clothes on the ground one by one, and looked at an exhibitionist with a headache.

    She squatted beside him and lightly touched him with her hand, "Sheng Jianan, drink this glass of warm water first!"

    "Hmm." Sheng Jianan barely propped up his upper body.

    After taking it, he raised his head and drank it all.

    Thea was completely helpless, and could almost imagine how he and Yan Feng drank in the bar. It seemed that he was really drunk at this time, and it seemed that it was the first time he had seen him drink like this.

    She couldn't help but leaned closer, and asked curiously, "Sheng Jianan, what did you do with Brother Yanfeng at night?

    "Drink." Sheng Jianan pursed his thin lips.

    "Just drinking?" Thea frowned.

    "Well, there is still chat." Sheng Jianan raised his hand and stroked his chin.

    "Chat?" Thea was surprised, she couldn't help pursing her lips, and asked cautiously, "You what are you talking about?

    Hearing this, Sheng Jianan suddenly turned his face to look at her, his deep and deep eyes were half-closed lazily, full of drunkenness, but seemed a little hot.

    Thea was stared at by him a little hairy, her mouth opened, and before she could make a sound, he suddenly stretched out her hand and dragged her over.

    In a blink of an eye, the ceiling is already visible when looking up.

    Thea struggled under him, and in the next second, he suddenly held her cheek.

    In the evening, Sheng Jianan and Nan Yanfeng chatted a lot. The most important point is that a misunderstanding that had been grudged but never spoken four years ago was clarified.

    "Ya'er, it's my fault!"

    The quiet voice was a little hoarse after drinking, and she was puzzled by his sudden self-blame, "What"

    "You are mine!" Sheng Jianan declared drunkenly.

    "Okay, I'm yours" Thea sighed, not being as knowledgeable as a drunkard.

    She stretched out her hand and pushed him, trying to get up, but Sheng Jianan covered her completely, pressing her tightly, and raised her hand to throw the pillows that were in the way next to her on the carpet, making a lot of noise.

    Thea reminded helplessly, "Keep your voice down, Xiaomi Dou is already asleep"

    "Then keep your voice down later!" Sheng Jianan whispered in her ear.

    Then, it began¡ª¡ª

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