Chapter 475

Wu Zhaoyun looked at Ji Rao's mottled body and said in dismay, "we were last night..."

Ji Rao really didn't want to say a word to Wu Zhaoyun. He trembled and put on his coat. When he got out of bed, his legs softened and he fell to the ground.

Wu Zhaoyun got out of bed to help him. His warm and generous body covered Ji Rao's back. Ji Rao jumped up like a cat with painful feet.

Ji Rao's face was distorted by the pain of her head.

"It's none of your business." Ji Rao picked up his trousers from the ground and put them on tremblingly.

Wu Zhaoyun just watched Ji Rao finish wearing. Even if Ji Rao looks serious now, he also knows how erotic the clothes are.

"Well, what's your name?"

Ji Rao's face was white. He took a look at Wu Zhaoyun and said in a trembling voice, "brother-in-law, you had drunk too much last night and recognized the wrong person. Let's not tell anyone Don't let my sister know, OK

Wu Zhaoyun looked at Ji Rao Xiji's eyes and couldn't help laughing.

"Then tell your brother-in-law what your name is."

"It's not too late to know my name the day my brother-in-law and my sister get married." With that, Ji Rao copied his coat and left in a hurry.

After Ji Rao left, Wu Zhaoyun couldn't help laughing. He leaned over and took out his mobile phone. After thinking about it, he turned on Baidu. Before the word "Ji" came out, a call came.

"Guo Shuo Shuo" occupies the middle half of the screen.

Wu Zhaoyun answered with a lazy voice and said, "Hey -"

"Hey, I'm in a hurry to take photos here. Where are you?"

Wu Zhaoyun pause for a moment, he then remembered that his endorsement last night was pushed to this morning.

"Wait for me. I'll be there in half an hour."

"Ancestors, please hurry up..."

Wu Zhaoyun didn't listen to her, hung up the phone and quickly washed and dressed.

After Ji Rao went back, she slept all afternoon with her quilt covered. She was awakened by a phone call in the evening. The ring of the mobile phone rings persistently. Ji Rao reluctantly gets out of the quilt and answers the phone without even looking at it.

"Hello?"

Ji Rao's voice is sharp pain, and his voice is lazy and hoarse. Maybe he cried too hard last night.

"Ji Rao?"

Ji Rao opened his eyes, heard the sound, his mind came back, Ji Rao coughed, "Mingshuo?"

"Ji Rao, what's wrong with your voice?"

"Oh, it's OK. I just woke up from sleep." Ji Rao pressed eyebrow horn, "Mingshuo, what's the matter?"

"Our repertoire has come down," Rhapsody of cigang ", should be the last performance. When you are free, let's practice the ensemble."

"Rhapsody of tsuoka"? It's still a little difficult. Let's go tomorrow. Just come to my studio. "

"Well, I'll be there at nine tomorrow."

Hung up the phone, Ji Rao tired with his arm to cover his eyes.

He's very tired now. He's aching everywhere he moves. Now, let alone getting out of bed, he's struggling to open his eyes.

Ji Rao reached out, took the cup on the table and drank all the water.

The water is a little cool. After swallowing the stomach, the coolness spreads from the esophagus to the whole body. When the sting in his throat was just a little better, he put the cup down.

It may be that he stayed up at night and was too tired. The next day he went to sleep. His head is still in a coma.