[BL] I Heard You Are Going To Marry Me

Chapter 111 - 112

Chapter 111

　　Qi Jia helped Xing Biao to his bed, and Xing Biao scratched all over the bed, squinting his eyes to look for it.

　　"Where's my cell phone? Where's my wife?"

　　Qi Jia gritted his teeth and said, "Huh, he's still looking for his wife at this time."

　　"Brother Biao, Lawyer Su is on a business trip."

　　Xing Biao paused for three full minutes, his mind working very slowly. He was thinking slowly, Su Mo, is he on a business trip?

　　Oh, yes, he has been out for several days and hasn't come back yet.

　　"You go to sleep first. Lawyer Su is asleep now. Call him tomorrow."

　　Xing Biao hummed dully and fell on the bed.

　　Qi Jia smiled, took out her cell phone and pointed it at Xing Biao's face, taking pictures, full-body pictures, close-ups of his face, and then she leaned over to kiss him and took a picture of him too.

　　Humph, this is the evidence, the most powerful weapon to force Lawyer Su to leave.

　　The methods used are so despicable. I guess they learned this from TV. In TV dramas, mistresses usually destroy families in this way.

　　"Where is this?"

　　Xing Biao suddenly opened his eyes, and Qi Jia was so scared that he turned around quickly. He was afraid of Xing Biao, but also respected him, and wanted to get closer to him. Everyone would be afraid when Xing Biao was fierce.

　　"Home, didn't you say you were going home?"

　　Xing Biao said "oh" and closed his eyes again.

　　Qi Jia put away his phone.

　　"I'm going to take a shower, and then take some more exciting photos."

　　He went to the bathroom holding his shorts, humming a little tune. He felt that this was the beginning of his counterattack and he could definitely squeeze out Lawyer Su. He and Xing Biao were together.

　　This is not right. Even if Xing Biao is drunk, his body will not be wrong. He just reacts a few beats slower. His bed doesn't have this kind of fragrance. Su Mo and he don't like perfume. The bed sheet is not this color. Theirs is blue. And this bed is too soft. Their bed is not this soft. Lying down is like sleeping on a pile of cotton.

　　This is not his home!

　　Xing Biao suddenly opened his eyes, then sat up suddenly, his eyes were dazed from drinking, he shook his head and looked hard, it was definitely not his house.

　　Turning around, he saw a photo of Qi Jia, almost naked, on the bedside table. Xing Biao slapped himself in the face.

　　"If you drink a few gulps of cat urine, you will be confused. If you get raped one day, let's see what you will do."

　　Go quickly, before any mistake is made and before your wife finds out.

　　My feet felt like they were on clouds, and I couldn't care less. I staggered, holding onto the wall, and went out. I finally got downstairs, hailed a taxi, and left.

　　No one saw him coming to Qi Jia's place. Nothing happened between him and Qi Jia. He was just drunk. Who the hell dared to tell Su Mo that he was filled with cement and made into a statue!

　　Qi Jia came out wearing a seductive thong. Just as she struck a pose, she saw the person on the bed disappear.

　　Qi Jia was so angry that he screamed and kicked the bed.