Put her aside on the sofa, Rowan went to pick up Wen Jing‘s little girl.

"Pa Pa Pa" twice, patting the little girl‘s face, "Wen Jing? Wen Jing?"

Wen Jing completely closed his eyes and passed out.

Even a big man can‘t handle two drunks.

Call the manager and waiter Nong Wen Jing. Rowan held Claudia and a line of people came out of tea.

Pack the two and take them away. Rowan drove to his apartment outside.

He lived here all these days.

The car was parked downstairs in the apartment. Wen Jing, who was already lethargic, did not know how to wake up again. He cried, knocked on the window, sang and kept making a lot of noise.

Rowan really wants to knock her out again.

Claudia, on the other hand, has always been very good at wine.

Skewed on the seat, crazy smile, let a person can‘t tell whether she is awake or drunk.

"Pupil, is it okay?"

Rowan squatted in front of Claudia and asked softly.

Claudia licked his lips and poked his finger into his nostrils. "I‘m fine."

Rowan： "…"

Fending off her hand, he sighed and kissed her between the eyebrows. "Can you still go?"

Thoughtfully, Claudia shook his head seriously.

He suddenly smiled and opened his arms. "Do you want to hug you?"

She shook her head seriously again and said, "Yes."

With a spoiled smile, Rowan carried her out of the car.

Wen Jing, lock it in the car for the time being and let the little girl continue to exert her extra energy.

Claudia was sent back to the apartment first, and Rowan came down to pick up Wen Jing.

When Wen Jing was brought up, Rowan was dumbfounded.

Originally, Claudia was settled on the sofa by him because he was busy going down to get Wen Jing.

But at this time, people are not in the living room.

From the living room to the bedroom, there are women‘s jackets, women‘s A－line skirts, women‘s bra and women‘s pants winding all the way.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Rowan‘s eyes were shaken by the porcelain white on the bed.

She was lying on her stomach, all over her body, not covering an inch.

Instead, I stripped myself clean.

The long chestnut curly hair hung on the back, adding to the mysterious temptation in vain.

Rolling between larynx and fever in lower abdomen.

Rowan gritted his teeth and walked in step by step.

Go to the little woman who exudes fragrant fragrance, extreme temptation, and seduces him without knowing whether she is alive or dead.

Compared with the spring atmosphere that is about to emerge in the bedroom, Wen Jing, who was left on the sofa in the living room, is a bit miserable.

Her elder brother‘s well－established emphasis on color and neglect of younger sister is not ambiguous at all.

The thirsty little girl howled a few times and nobody paid any attention to her.

Knowing vaguely that she had been brought back by her brother, the little girl frowned and shouted, "brother! I want to drink water! I am thirsty!"

Of course, there will be no response.

The poor little girl got up with a flat mouth and staggered towards the kitchen.

It is also strange that she really found the kitchen at once.

There is no cup, and there is no need for that.

The little girl turned on the faucet, went straight to her mouth and poured half of cold water into her stomach.

On the day when she took part in the rescue abroad, she was also honed out and stronger than the average little girl.

After solving the thirst problem, Wen Jing really didn‘t have the strength to go back to the living room. He simply lay down on the kitchen floor, curled up and slept.

At that time, in the bedroom, Rowan gritted his teeth and sat on the bed, pulling Claudia‘s hair apart, revealing a charming little face.

He reached out his hand and pointed at her face, poking at her lip angle.

Claudia sobbed, and when his finger was coming and withdrawing from her lip angle, it was suddenly contained.

It doesn‘t matter if this is included. Rowan‘s scalp became numb after a "rub", just like electricity.

This goblin!

Owe flat, owe food goblins!

Leaning over, he breathed a sigh of relief into her face and called her, "Pupil, pupil."

"What‘s up!" Claudia shouted impatiently, slapping Mr. Rowan Jun relentlessly in the face.

He did not hold his finger and vomited it out.

Rowan bowed his head and curled his fingertips, sighing.

Pull thin covered her, turned out to find Wen Jing.