"Tell David to come over. ”

The man didn't speak, stretched out his fingers with a headache, and pressed his eyebrows lightly.

Seeing this, Song Nanqiao called Dawei, Tang Jingze snatched her mobile phone, he raised his head and suddenly approached her.

"Don't you want to go back, why do you care about me. ”

His tone was a little impulsive, somewhat angry.

"I'll send you back to the office. She threw out a sentence in compromise.

Tang Jingze shook his head, "I'm not going back to the company." ”

She glared and helped the stumbling man out of the 'Ruyi Pavilion'.

He burst into laughter, a hot breath burning around her neck, "I want to go home." ”

Song Nanqiao felt powerless and took him in the direction of the parking lot.

It's just that when I chose a car again, I had a short hesitation.

"Drive your car or mine?"

Tang Jingze's speech was a little inarticulate, "Yours, otherwise how will you go back later." ”

Song Nanqiao helped him to her car, she opened the car door, and struggled to stuff him into the passenger seat.

She leaned over and helped him fasten his seatbelt.

Tang Jingze raised his hand to fix the back of her head, as if he wanted to kiss her.

Song Nanqiao subconsciously stepped back, "If you still have the strength, just walk back by yourself, and I'll help you call a car." ”

Tang Jingze was really obedient and honest.

Song Nanqiao returned to the cab, Tang Jingze turned his face sideways and his eyes were closed, he didn't expect this wine to have such a big stamina, he would feel dizzy, and his lips intermittently escaped a muffled hum.

She looked at him and seemed uncomfortable, Song Nanqiao opened the car window, "Are you okay?"

Tang Jingze did not respond.

The car started its engine and drove out for a distance before he suddenly spoke, "Nan Qiao, how are you doing in the past five years?"

A car in front of her stopped suddenly, she braked suddenly, and Tang Jingze's chest was filled with nausea.

He quickly pushed the door open, staggered to the bottom of the tree, and bent over to vomit while holding on to the trunk.

Song Nanqiao clenched the steering wheel, watching him stand up with a painful expression, her heart was upset for no reason, and a few seconds later, she still pushed the car door and got out of the car.

She stepped forward and patted him on the back, and said angrily: "Who made you drink so much wine, you deserve it!"

He was exhausted from holding on to the trunk of the tree, squinting his eyes slightly and smiling, "I feel uncomfortable!"

Song Nanqiao's movements paused, her heart seemed to soften, and she watched her legs slowly slide down.

She hurriedly helped him, wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and half-dragged and half-dragged to the car parked on the side of the road.

The car behind him honked his horn continuously.

The weight of his whole body weighed down Song Nanqiao's breath, and he finally managed to re-stuff it into the car with great difficulty.

Zuo's Group.

Zuo Chengxuan passed by Song Nanqiao's office.

Seeing that she was not there, she turned around and asked her secretary.

"Where's Mr. Song, who hasn't come back yet?"

The secretary raised his head and looked at him cautiously, "There is a temporary dinner arranged over there, and Mr. Song has gone to eat, this meeting should end the contract." ”

When Zuo Chengxuan heard this, his eyes flashed with gloom, "What did you say, why didn't you notify me in advance?"

The secretary turned pale with fright, "You...... You're in a meeting. ”

Zuo Chengxuan was angry, he took out his mobile phone to make a call, but no one answered after ringing for a long time.

Song Nanqiao sent Tang Jingze back to the villa.

It's been five years, and she's back in this place again.

Everything in front of you is still a familiar pattern.

Song Nanqiao rang the doorbell, but no one came out to open the door for a long time, today Wednesday, Xiaoyuan should be there.

Tang Jingze beside him muttered in a low voice, "After you left, I fired all the servants at home." ”

Song Nanqiao nodded calmly, "I've already sent you to the door, so go in by yourself." ”

"Aren't you going in?"

She didn't answer, turned around and was about to leave.

"Plop—"

There was a noise behind her, and she turned her head to see the man lying on the ground.

Song Nanqiao was helpless, turned around, and helped Tang Jingze to stand up, she was a little skeptical that he didn't mean it.

"Where's the key?"

“……”

She had no choice but to reach into Tang Jingze's trouser pocket and take out his key,

As soon as the door opened, he struggled to send him to the room, and was about to help him to bed, but the man suddenly pushed her away.

Walking to the bathroom with messy steps, Song Nanqiao then heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, obviously, he woke up drunk.

Song Nanqiao was about to leave, and his eyes inadvertently touched the painting hanging on the wall,

It's the red roses she painted.

It's so ugly, he still hangs him in such an obvious position.

Song Nanqiao couldn't tell what it was like to feel at the moment, nothing had changed in the room, and it was still the same as when she was before.

There were small ripples in her eyes.

Holding back his composure, he walked to the door.

"Bang-"

There was a noise in the bathroom, and she walked back, and there was a long silence inside.

"Tang Jingze?" she stood in the doorway, raising her hand and tapping.

Except for the sound of dripping water, the people inside did not answer.

"Tang Jingze!" Song Nanqiao slammed the door hard, but there was still no response.

She chuckled in her heart, vaguely uneasy.

The door was unlocked, and she pushed open the bathroom door and walked in quickly.

In the bathroom, Tang Jingze took off his clothes and pants and lay naked on the cold marble.

The water from the shower fell on him.

Song Nanqiao went over and hurriedly turned off and tightened, only to find out that it was cold water.

She pulled out her bathrobe from the closet and draped it over him, and the man seemed to snort.

"Tang Jingze, Tang Jingze......"

He didn't react at all.

Song Nanqiao wanted to cry without tears, with her strength, let alone take him out of the bathroom, it was difficult to pull him up.

She looked around, simply took a towel to cushion his back, grabbed his arms and began to pull out.

Dragged all the way to the bedside and went to her half life.

She tried her best to get him to bed again.

took away the towel wrapped around his back, but was gently taken by Tang Jingze.

She fell on his chest, and before she could get up, the man rolled over and pressed her underneath,

Song Nanqiao was shocked and reached out to push.

"Nan Qiao, are you blaming me?"

Her body shook, this man's usual careful thinking she hadn't been taught.

How can you believe that he is really drunk and unconscious.

Song Nanqiao struggled in annoyance, but he didn't know that this was a fatal hook for him.

His palm was amazingly hot, and the hand holding the back of her neck unconsciously pulled up, and the next moment, he sealed her lips fiercely.

"Uh-huh—"

Her eyes widened and she struggled, but he couldn't get up.

The long-lost touch, I can't hate to melt her into my own blood and bones.

But in the end, I couldn't bear it, for fear of hurting her, so I didn't attack strongly.

"Nancho ......"

He called her softly, trying to resonate with her.

"I miss you...... Would love to ......"

He slowly kissed her cheek to her earlobe.

She couldn't help but sneer, and only if she was stupid would she care about him.

"But I don't want to. She glanced to the side, and after a moment of deliberation, her voice was empty and terrifying, "I don't love you anymore." ”

The kiss he put on her ear paused, and Tang Jingze reached out and pulled her face towards him.

"Really, look me in the eye and tell me you don't love me anymore. ”

His eyes were deep when he looked into hers.

In Song Nanqiao's eyes, he was not half drunk.