The chef is wide and fat, with a loyal and honest round face, Su Yiqing still believes in his evil. Moreover, the hungry Su Yiqing was already salivating in the face of the bowl of ramen that was full of color and flavor. In the end, after all, he couldn't resist the temptation of ramen and the coaxing of Song Yihuan, who had a black belly, and ate a bowl of ramen with the smell of wine.

Song Yiheng smoked a cigarette and made a phone call, only for more than twenty minutes. When he returned to the crystal box, his face instantly turned as black as a pot ash.

Su Yiqing's ruddy cheeks, slightly drunk eyes, leaning softly on Song Yihuan's body, her hands were crimson, her eyes were like spring, C wave, and she listened carefully to the content of Song Yihuan's comic book.

"This is **, this is little m*, and then two people ......"

"Hahaha......" The drunken Su Yiqing showed a stupid smile after drinking: "Young Master Huan, do you think I am a three-year-old child? I still understand this!"

Song Yihuan looked at the gaffe Su Yiqing, her sharpness was revealed, and her childish cheeks showed a cunning smile: "Oh! Sister actually understands! Let's draw a gourd to play? Let's take Bobo's mouth first?"

"Well, sister, I'll give you my first kiss!" Su Yiqing had lost her mind under the influence of alcohol at this moment, and her pink lips were about to approach Song Yihuan. Song Yihuan also pouted and wanted to approach Su Yiqing.

Song Yiheng walked over in a few steps, stretched out his hand and slapped Song Yihuan's head fiercely: "What are you doing? Do you know that you are still a minor?"

After the kiss failed, Song Yihuan raised his face and looked at Song Yiheng coldly, picked up the good-looking sword eyebrows, and said coldly: "I just gave Sister Yiqing a physiological ethics lesson." After speaking, he pulled Su Yiqing and prepared to continue the explanation.

"Enough. Song Yiheng snatched the magazine from his brother's hand, and said angrily: "Sure enough, they all came out of the same mother's womb." They are all the same virtues. As he spoke, he threw the magazine in his hand to the trash can on the side, and then pulled up Su Yiqing, who was already drunk, and strode towards the door.

"What did you say, what did you say?" Song Yihuan sat in place, a pair of angry eyes glaring at Song Yiheng's back viciously: "What did you say? Song Yihuan was so angry that he slammed the wine glass in front of him into the crystal glass wall to vent his anger.

After walking a few steps, Song Yiheng turned back to the hotel manager who served him outside the door of the box and said, "Open a room for him tonight and drive him to school tomorrow morning." ”

The manager nodded again and again, and respectfully sent Song Yiheng away. He knew that this was a chore, because the second son, who was full of boxes, couldn't be so obedient.

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Su Yiqing stumbled into the elevator of the hotel by Song Yiheng. The soft body seemed to have nowhere to put it, leaning on Song Yiheng's body. The big black eyes were covered with a layer of hazy mist, blinking and blinking, looking at Song Yiheng blankly: "You are the one?"

Song Yiheng frowned, looking at Su Yiqing unhappily. I don't know how much she drank, but what is certain is that she was really drunk.

"Who are you?" Su Yiqing's cold fingers swept over Song Yiheng's cheek: "Are you a god?"

Song Yiheng pulled Su Yiqing away a little and stopped her from rubbing against her. Fortunately, this hotel has an exclusive elevator for company executives, and there are generally no people, otherwise they will not know what kind of gossip will be caused when they are seen.

"Oh! I remember you! You are ......" Su Yiqing tilted her head to look at this Song Yiheng, and couldn't remember who this person was after thinking for a long time.

Su Yiqing rarely drinks alcohol, so as soon as she dips a little wine, she will fall into a state of chaos. At this moment, she is so drunk that she probably doesn't even know who she is.

Stuffing Su Yiqing into the car, Song Yiheng pondered for a moment and said to the driver: "Go to Jingxian East District." ”

Jing Xian is the name of Song Yiheng's late biological mother. In order to commemorate his mother, Song Yiheng named the real estate located in the center of S City "Jingxian New District". The new district has several districts, east, west, north and south, with many villas in the south and most of the wealthy people, while the north and west districts live in some ordinary households. As for the narrow area of the eastern district, it is mostly rented to some employees of Song's enterprises at low prices for welfare, and it is also regarded as a dormitory community for Song's enterprises. Although these areas all belong to Jingxian New District, they are still far apart. The Southern District is a treasure of feng shui, surrounded by mountains and sea, compared to the prosperity of the city, the southern district is quiet and comfortable. The North District faces the national highway with traffic coming and going, and it is noisy.

As soon as Su Yiqing got into the car, she consciously moved her body and hid away from Song Yiheng. looked at Song Yiheng timidly with aggrieved eyes, as if Song Yiheng had become a big bad wolf and she had become Little Red Riding Cycle.

This made Song Yiheng feel inexplicably annoyed, he didn't do anything to her, why did he guard against himself with such vigilant eyes.

"Su Yiqing, what are you doing. Song Yiheng almost roared.

"Stepmother, please don't catch me and sell me! I can still do housework!" At this time, Su Yiqing cowered in the corner of the carriage, cowardly and helpless like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Song Yiheng's eyes froze, this woman was really drunk!

"Please, don't let me pay off my debts! I work hard to pay off my brother's debts!" said with tears in his eyes, and suddenly took Song Yiheng's hand pitifully, and begged humbly: "Please!"

Song Yiheng looked at Su Yiqing with disgust, what kind of play is this? The fingers held in Su Yiqing's palm flicked stiffly, and he glanced at Su Yiqing's miserable expression coldly, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and wanted to shake Su Yiqing away, but ...... In the end, Song Yiheng endured the impulse in his heart.

Su Yiqing's brows were twisted, her stomach was boiling, her heart was sour, and she was so uncomfortable that she burst into tears. A pair of big watery eyes looked at Song Yiheng expectantly, as if he wanted to get some comfort and inner protection from Song Yiheng's body.

Such a puppy's expression made Song Yiheng a little overwhelmed, sighed deeply, and reluctantly pulled Su Yiqing a little closer, letting Su Yiqing's head rest on his shoulder, and his voice softened: "Enough, don't make trouble." ”

Su Yiqing was dizzy, her body was paralyzed, and she leaned her heavy head on Song Yiheng's body. As soon as I closed my eyes, the tragic experiences of the past were vivid in my mind. The dullness of the heart and mouth was so overwhelming that I couldn't breathe, as if I would suffocate if I didn't spit it out. Even when he fell asleep, he frowned peacefully.

The driver, Lao Wu, slowly parked the car in front of the east gate of Jingxian Community, was silent for a long time, and suddenly sighed sadly: "Miss Su is really miserable!"