Those memories are like a box, and once opened, they start to run out in a steady stream.

Her younger brother, her parents, and the familiar grass and trees and the old courtyard.

Rong Zheng listened quietly, and couldn't help but feel distressed when he heard that Zhou Ling had gone out to study and was far away from home when he was a teenager.

It's just that Zhou Ling doesn't have much pain on his face, maybe too much time has passed, and the child who used to cry has grown into a person who is resolute and good at hiding his emotions.

She smiled, as if these old stories were a joke in someone else's house.

In the evening, Song Minghao sent a message saying that he wanted the three of them to get together again.

After Rong Zheng informed Zhou Ling, he went to the appointment.

As soon as he entered the door, he felt the malicious gazes of the two of them.

"Rong Zheng, how are you doing, are you going to see your mother-in-law?"

Song Minghao's tone was full of envy, and even a hint of jealousy.

Wen Zhuo was much calmer, but there was also ridicule in his eyes when he looked at Rong Zheng.

"How do you know?"

He didn't tell them, did he?

"Today you asked so many people in the office, I don't think it's even hard to know. Wen Zhuo smiled and explained, "It's a good thing, today's meal is for you." ”

Rong Zheng was a little embarrassed, "I'm a little worried." ”

"What are you worried about, a few of us are going to have a good drink today, just to exercise your alcohol consumption for your marriage. Song Minghao patted Rong Zheng's shoulder and said with a smile.

Rong Zheng was a little surprised when Song Minghao had learned these ridiculous words, but he still couldn't help but feel happy when he heard the word marriage.

"Okay, drink with you. ”

A sly glint flashed in Song Minghao's eyes, and he called the waiter outside to take a whole case of beer.

"That's too much, can we finish the three of us?"

"This beer is not very strong, so you won't get drunk. Song Minghao was flickering tightly.

As soon as the wine was served, Song Minghao poured a full glass into Rong Zheng's cup.

Rong Zheng was suspicious of Song Minghao's nonsense, and turned his gaze for help to Wen Zhuo.

Who knew that Wen Zhuo actually poured him wine.

The two of them were trying to get him drunk today.

After drinking one glass after another, Rong Zheng's face soon began to flush, and his eyes became a lot confused.

"Don't pour it, if you fill it again, he'll be unconscious. ”

Seeing that Song Minghao was still gearing up to pour wine on Rong Zheng, Wen Zhuo hurriedly stopped him.

"And what about him?"

Rong Zheng was drunk, and he definitely couldn't drive back.

Not to mention that there is danger, let's just say that Rong Zheng was found by the police to be drunk driving and taken to the police station for a trial, and his already unreliable identity is even more dangerous.

"Call Zhou Ling. ”

When Zhou Ling arrived at the place, he saw Rong Zheng lying drunk on the table, and there were more than a dozen empty wine bottles on the table.

Seeing Zhou Ling coming, Rong Zheng looked at Zhou Ling with some grievances.

There seems to be a layer of mist in his eyes, his cheeks that are red because of drinking are even more innocent and hazy, and his lips are bright and tender because of the moisturization of the wine, and he is even more handsome than usual.

Rong Zheng staggered to his feet and walked in the direction of Zhou Ling.

It is said to be walking, but in fact, when it comes to the last few steps, it is directly pounced.

Zhou Ling hurriedly hugged Rong Zheng, and he was able to stabilize his body so that the two of them would not fall to the ground.

With so many empty wine bottles, Zhou Ling glared at the two initiators angrily.

Song Minghao and Wen Zhuo touched their noses weakly, their eyes dodging.

In the end, Song Minghao couldn't help it, and took the initiative to come over to help Rong Zheng.

Rong Zheng is in Zhou Ling's arms, and Song Minghao must have contact with Zhou Ling if he wants to get Rong Zheng over.

Unfortunately, it happened that Zhou Ling knocked down a lot of wine bottles in front of him because of Rong Zheng's staggering, and Song Minghao, who was not paying attention, stepped directly on Zhou Ling with one foot.

As soon as the hazy Rong Zheng saw this scene, his blood suddenly surged, and he woke up more than half of his wine.

This kid really covets Zhou Ling!

Between them, Rong Zheng pulled the frightened Song Minghao away roughly, and smashed his fist directly into his face without saying anything.

Unapprehensively, he kicked several times in a row, grabbed Zhou Ling and yelled at Song Minghao viciously as if he had taken an oath: "Zhou Ling is mine! She is mine! You are not allowed to rob her!"

The childlike domineering tone made the three people in the room a little crying and laughing.

Especially Song Minghao, who was punched, was even more innocent, he covered his left cheek and looked at Rong Zheng angrily, "You madman, you are so ruthless!"

"Shhhh

It hurts him to death!

"Ahem, I'm sorry, why don't I take you to the hospital?" Zhou Ling was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't bear to see Song Minghao's miserable appearance.

Before Song Minghao could answer, Rong Zheng blew up first, "No! You can't care about him!"

This guy uses the strength of wine to show the characteristics of domineering and willfulness in his bones to the fullest.

He grabbed Zhou Ling's hand, and there was still grievance in his black pupils.

Song Minghao didn't get angry when he saw this, but laughed, "Excuse me, I don't want to be beaten by him again." ”

"He's fine, I'll take him to see it later. You take Rong Zheng home first. ”

Wen Zhuo spoke at the right time and solved Zhou Ling's embarrassing situation.

"Well, then I'll take him home first. Another day, he woke up, and I brought Rong Zheng to apologize to you. ”

The second half of the sentence is said to Song Minghao, after all, they have beaten people like that.

Song Minghao snorted coldly and glanced over.

Here, Zhou Ling finally helped Rong Zheng home, and he was even more angry when he saw him drunk.

angrily gave him a basin of water to wipe his face, but Rong Zheng willfully threw off the towel and threw himself into Zhou Ling's arms.

He couldn't stop muttering, "You can't do without me! You can't do without me." ”

His uncooperative appearance gave Zhou Ling a headache, and he hurriedly comforted him, "I won't want you, come, I'll help you wipe your face first." ”

"You lied to me! You just ...... He also smiled at Song Minghao!" Rong Zheng was unforgiving.

When did she smile at Song Minghao? Even if it was because Rong Zheng beat someone, she had to laugh because she apologized to others!

"Isn't that because you hit someone?" Zhou Ling said angrily.

Rong Zheng glared at Zhou Ling resentfully as if he had caught her handle, "Look, you still scold me for him!"

In this way, it looks like a bear child of Raipi.

At this time, she couldn't beat or scold, Zhou Lingqi gritted her teeth, eager to arrest him and teach him a hard lesson!

It's a pity that this man is drunk and has no skin and no face, and he doesn't listen to anything.

Zhou Ling is good at talking, so that he can be a little more stable for the time being.

Taking advantage of this effort, Zhou Ling hurriedly went to find out if there was any antidote at home, and boiled a bowl of hangover soup for Rong Zheng to drink.

Rong Zheng, who woke up a little bit of wine, was not so noisy, so he fell asleep.