MTL - Quick Transmigration, the Male Lead is Not Easy to Top-Chapter 2 The president is cool and handsome (2)

After Murong Ling finished speaking, the whole person fell forward again.

Liang Yu saw that the man was drunk enough to lose his mind, so he stopped him by the waist and hugged and supported him. With the other hand, he raised Murong Ling's chin, and looked at him carefully first.

The man's eyebrows are deep and stern, his facial features are like all domineering presidents, carved by the hand of God, and every line is sharp and cool.

At this time, his face was slightly red from the alcohol, and his brows were frowning in discomfort.

Hey, what a delicious meal.

Liang Yu finally felt that the depressed mood of the past few days was finally comforted.

It was rare for Murong Ling to get drunk tonight. Although it was the alcohol that made him dull, Liang Yu's offensive behavior made him open his eyes slightly in displeasure: "What are you doing!"

His vision was a little blurry, and the figure in front of him became a double image.

"You're so drunk, you should rest first..."

Liang Yu hooked his lips, hugged the person tightly, and walked to the hotel next door, using Murong Ling's ID card directly when opening the room.

Murong Ling felt dizzy and felt that she really needed a break.

When he got into the elevator, he felt something was wrong with his body again.

Normally, Murong Ling would never drink like this in a bar, he has always been a self-disciplined person.

But today, the incident with Sophie made him feel so depressed that even work couldn't make him meditate. He didn't go home after work, but went to the bar.

He needs a drink to rest.

Even the bar woman's approach did not refuse.

But when the woman had to stick to it, a sense of disgust suddenly rose in his heart.

So left.

Murong Ling leaned against the elevator and propped her head up, her brows furrowed. At this time, the abnormality of her body made him realize that he seemed to be in the way of approaching women, and he really shouldn't indulge himself too much...

The pain in his body caused his head to swell with pain.

He uncomfortably tugged at the collar of his shirt, not wanting to suppress himself any longer, and said to Liang Yu who brought him here, "Go find me a woman in a while, she must be absolutely clean..."

Normally he would never do such a thing.

But tonight, there are too many things in his heart that need to be released.

The unprecedented pain made him temporarily put his reason aside.

Liang Yu didn't say a word, just watched him frown in discomfort, slowly raised his mobile phone, and took a picture of him in this state.

"In order to prevent the president from turning your face and denying you tomorrow, I think I should leave some evidence..."

Liang Yu raised his lips viciously, stretched out his arms to hug his waist, Murong Ling leaned on his shoulder, Liang Yu picked up his phone and took a picture of the two of them.

"what…"

Murong Ling frowned at the flash of light, and he didn't even notice that he was leaning against his arms. The abnormal condition of his body made him so uncomfortable that he couldn't even think about it.

Want to ask again, the elevator has arrived.

Liang Yu helped people out, opened the door and went in. He helped Murong Ling into the bedroom and lay down on the bed. After coming out, he asked someone to bring some food.

His body is really hungry now.

After a while, the hotel waiter came in with the dining cart.

Liang Yu ate casually and drank a few sips of wine. When he felt that it was almost time, he went to the bathroom to take a shower and pushed open the bedroom door in a bathrobe.

At this time, Murong Ling had completely lost his mind. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurred by the fireworks, the corners of his hazy eyes were slightly red, and the collar of his shirt was torn open, revealing his delicate collarbone.

Murong Ling was curled up on the bed in discomfort, completely different from his usual cold and arrogant image.

It's kind of a pitiful feeling.

"Murong Ling, are you alright?" Liang Yu smiled and bent down, with a smile in his low voice.

"It's here? Why is it so slow..." Murong Ling could no longer distinguish between male and female voices, but found the voice very moving.

I was a little dissatisfied with his late arrival.

"Murong Ling..." Liang Yu leaned down and got closer.

As Liang Yu approached, Murong Ling could smell the faint fragrance of the shower gel on his body, and the fire in his body exploded directly. He stretched out his hand and pulled him up.

Murong Ling was happier than ever.

Although he vaguely felt that there was something wrong with him when he was drunk.

After the affair, Murong Ling fell asleep in exhaustion.

Liang Yu went to the bathroom. After coming out, he put on his clothes and stood by the bed and looked at him for a while, and the corners of his lips curled up with contentment.

He bent down and whispered in Murong Ling's ear, "I hope you won't be too violent when you wake up tomorrow..."

After saying that, he walked away.

Not because he didn't want to stay, but because he knew he wouldn't see himself when he woke up.

The next day, Murong Ling woke up later than usual. He sat up in a daze, feeling uncomfortable as if his whole body was being run over by a car.

The hangover last night made his head hurt like a burst.

But what shocked him even more was some discomfort in his body.

The messy bed and the residual smell were clearly telling him what happened last night, but no matter how he put it together, he couldn't fully understand what happened last night.

But sporadic memory fragments, combined with physical discomfort, made him unable to escape this absurd fact.

Xiang Zi's self-disciplined self had an affair with a man overnight!

And he is still on the next side!

This guy is such a big dog!

Murong Ling was shocked and furious, not to mention his status as the heir of the Murong family, he was the usual aura he had, and he didn't dare anyone to do anything indecent to him.

When he got out of bed, Murong Ling's legs were so weak that he almost fell over. He blushed and gritted his teeth.

Bare feet, but stepped on something on the floor.

Murong Ling bent over to pick it up, and found that it was a delicate square black diamond cufflink. It wasn't his, so it must be the man's...

How can a parking boy afford this kind of luxury jewelry?

Murong Ling's initial suspicion was directly denied.

But no matter who he is, who dares to offend himself, he will let him know how to write the word regret.

Murong Ling was full of anger, and when he was driving back in the car, he still had a sense of absurdity when he thought about what happened yesterday.

In one day yesterday, two of the most unbelievable things happened in his life.

He first met his first love, Sophie, in a shopping mall at noon, a woman he thought died prematurely.

Then at night because of Sophie, he used alcohol to drown his sorrows, but ended up having a ridiculous relationship with a man.

No matter how you think about it, it doesn't feel real.

But the anger and heartache in my heart are all real.

Angry because of that daring man.

The heartache is because of Sophie.

At noon yesterday, when he saw Sophie in the shopping center plaza, he once thought he was obsessed with her, so he had hallucinations again.

But she appeared so alive in front of her.

So excitedly grabbed his hand, so excitedly called out a ling.

Like they never left, like they were still lovers.

But in his memory, she was obviously dead.

So, she deceived herself.