Chapter 212

Tang Qingge was so drunk that she felt as if she had eaten something delicious and would still move. She licked it carefully. She only heard the man's voice on the top of her head was inexplicably dull. It seemed that she was holding back something. "Sit down."

She won't!

Tang Qingge doesn't say anything. Inexplicably, the air is cold for several degrees.

A long time.

The buttock was suddenly patted twice by someone. It was not light but not heavy. It was patted on her soft buttock and shook twice with great elasticity. It was like punishing her. Tang Qingge's cheeks were slightly red and his eyes were moist looking at the man overhead.

Overhead, the man's voice was cold.

"Sit down."

The man's voice was murky, with obvious anger, and his eyes stared at her dark.

Even if she was confused, she also reflected that the big boss was angry. The big boss's arms were so hard and hard, and the smell was cold. She grabbed his shirt and couldn't hide it any more. Finally, she looked up at him with tears, and wronged him for being stingy and wouldn't let her continue biting and playing.

This wronged little look made Bo Qichen angry.

"Bad guy."

She murmured in a low voice. Wei qubaba threw his face on the window, like a poor grass, and looked at him with resentful eyes.

When Bo Qichen saw her, he suddenly pinched her jaw with one hand and forced her to wake up. His cold eyes stared at her, "see who I am."

Tang Qingge blinked at the man's face.

The man looked puzzled. "Are you sure you want to continue?"

"... no, no!"

After this shock, Tang qinggejiu woke up completely.

The car was as quiet as ever. Tang Qingge sat quietly and cleverly on the seat. Now no one could disturb Bo Qichen to read the documents.

Hearing the rustling sound of turning pages, Tang Qingge covered his stomach and frowned. He felt something uncomfortable in his stomach.

Suddenly, she felt something was wrong. She covered her stomach and counted the days. Her face was a little flustered.

Tang Qingge looked back at him pitifully, with a worried look on his face. When he looked at him, his face turned red, and he hurried back. Bo Qichen frowned slightly, watching her cover her stomach and looked out of the window.

A slight frown.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my arm.

Tang Qingge couldn't help it. She felt as if her day had come. Now she looked at Bo Qichen with tears, "I, I want to go to the bathroom. Is there a shop nearby?"

He frowned.

Tang Qingge was about to cry and bit his lower lip. "It seems that my day is coming."

"What day?"

"Just... Menstruation."

Tang Qingge blushed with shame.

The man wrung his eyebrows and looked at her sad and ready to cry. In a low voice, he immediately told the driver, "look for the nearest store to park."

"Yes, sir."

Well, she can bear it again.

On the way, Tang Qingge tried her best to be patient. She dared not move. She looked outside for a while, and then bowed her head and endured. The driver was already driving at the top speed, but Tang Qingge felt that her stomach ache was about to pass.

She had a bad stomachache after drinking tonight.

"Here we are!"

The driver shouted and stopped the car.

Tang Qingge's nervous tension reached its limit. Bo Qichen found something wrong with her. The next second, he saw that Tang Qingge's face suddenly turned pale.

She really cried.

"Boss, I, I seem to have dyed the cushion of your seat."