Song Qiancheng snorted, and then let go of his hand.

Wen Lishu regained his freedom and hurriedly stayed away from him.

Song Qiancheng frowned calmly and said, "This office is just such a small place, where else can you escape to?"

Wen Lishu was silent and let him speak.

Song Qiancheng had a lot of complaints about her drinking, and finally directly ordered: "Don't drink again in the future." ”

Wen Lishu felt that he was making a big fuss, and said unwillingly: "I only drank a little bit." ”

He was quite arbitrary, "Not at all. ”

Wen Lishu was unwilling, and scolded him angrily: "Then you asked me to accompany the wine a few days ago, you didn't say that much at the time." ”

"It was before, and now it is now. Song Qiancheng was confident, "Anyway, from today onwards, if you dare to drink, you can drink as much as you want above, and as much as you want below." ”

Wen Lishu really couldn't stand the garbled words in his mouth, and glared at him faintly in protest.

Song Qiancheng replied with a cold voice: "I don't want to be offended, so be obedient in the future, don't touch the wine." ”

How can it be possible not to drink a drop of alcohol these days, she retorted: "Then what should I do if I have a social, I can't stop drinking." ”

Song Qiancheng said a "perfect" solution: "You can write an application and wait for me to approve it." ”

Wen Lishu wants to vomit blood, this is still for approval, is it a banking business?

She wanted to argue a few more words, but Song Qiancheng was in no mood to deal with her, so he walked past her and walked back to the lounge.

And the ban on drinking alcohol was thus finalized by his dictatorship, and she could only be forced to carry it out.

Song Qiancheng had already walked back to the room, and she could only reluctantly follow back.

When he returned to the lounge, Song Qiancheng went into the bathroom to freshen up, seeing that he would not go out tonight.

Wen Lishu walked back to the bed and leaned against the head of the bed to wait for him.

Soon after, Song Qiancheng came out of the bathroom.

As soon as the door opened, a fresh aroma wafted into the air.

When Fang was waiting for him, Wen Lishu held back a doubt in his heart, and when he saw him come back, he couldn't help asking, "You opened this bar?"

Song Qiancheng groaned, and replied as he walked: "Half of it is mine, but the main thing is that I am managing." ”

Wen Lishu always felt that this kind of business was improper and risky, so she was worried and tentatively said, "You didn't do those bad things, did you?"

Song Qiancheng cast his eyes with interest, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you worried about me?"

Wen Lishu is very embarrassed, she is indeed a little worried, if it was before, she would have admitted it generously, but with the awkward relationship between the two now, it is a little difficult for her to admit it herself.

When he asked her like this, she was thin-skinned and blushed, she pursed her lips and thought about it, nodded slightly and admitted.

Song Qiancheng walked to the edge of the bed and replied lightly: "I am operating legally, not illegally." ”

As soon as the words fell, the topic stopped, Song Qiancheng obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, and she didn't want to ask again.

At this time, Song Qiancheng untied the bathrobe, revealing his sturdy back.

Wen Li's face was hot, and she hurriedly lay down, turned her body to the other side, and turned her back to him.

A few seconds later, the position next to her was concave, and as soon as Song Qiancheng lay down, he reached out and pulled her body back.

Then, the habit of mouth poisoning.

"Your back is so thin that there are only a few ribs left, and I lose my appetite when I look at it, and you can only sleep facing me in the future. ”

Wen Lishu said depressedly: "Isn't the front thin?"

Song Qiancheng gave a wicked smile and replied directly: "There is meat in front." ”