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"Hey, Director Han, come, keep drinking..."

"Let's have another drink..."

The bosses began to toast Han Ziyu again, and Han Ziyu, who was already in a sore brain, couldn't refuse, so he could only take the glass of wine handed over.

"Director Han..."

Yuan Lina regained her strength and wanted to block the wine for Han Ziyu, but those bosses poured wine on Han Ziyu hard.

"Oh, why are you still drinking, Director Han's house is calling..."

Su Jin came from the other end of the dance floor, and the first sentence began to put pressure on these bosses.

"And Mr. Duan, Mr. Hu, Mr. Li... Your wife's phone calls are all on my phone... Wait for Director Han to sober up, and see how he settles accounts with you!"

Su Jin said as he helped up the drunken Han Ziyu.

"This..."

Many people were a little nervous when they heard Su Jin's words, everyone looked around speechlessly, and they all let Su Jin help Han Ziyu stumble out of the dance floor.

"Jiaojiao..."

Even though Han Ziyu was drunk, he still leaned on a soft woman by himself, and he subconsciously called out Lin Jiaojiao's name.

"Hmph, Director Han, Yuan Lina, Lin Jiaojiao..."

Su Jin helped Han Ziyu to the elevator and pinched Han Ziyu's arm fiercely.

"Shhhh

Han Ziyu was pinched by those long nails and it hurt a lot.

"Slippery and tender..."

Han Ziyu's hand stroked up and down on Su Jin's waist.

"You don't come!"

Su Jin pushed Han Ziyu, she had already seen Han Ziyu and Yuan Lina flirting in the corner after dancing, she was so angry that her face turned green, but she didn't rush forward. Instead, he deliberately waited until Han Ziyu was dazed by the wine before he walked over.

"What's so good about that Yuan Lina..."

Thinking that Han Ziyu had just been so close to Yuan Lina in the exchange, Su Jin hammered Han Ziyu's chest a few times with his small fist. It's just an old woman, and she actually came to seduce Han Ziyu? She pretended to be best friends with Yuan Lina, but because the Su family needed the help of the forces behind Yuan Lina, she actually didn't look down on Yuan Lina's coquettish woman. Su Jin continued to scold Yuan Lina hundreds of times in his heart.

"Be nice..."

Han Ziyu held Su Jin's dough ring, put it on the corner of his mouth and kissed it.

"I hate it..."

Su Jin wanted to take his hand back, but Han Ziyu held it tightly and kissed it repeatedly.

"Did Xiaoyu sleep?"

After getting off the elevator, Han Ziyu thought he was back home, and his body staggered and relied on Su Jin's support.

"Where is your son..."

Su Jin swiped the room card, helped Han Ziyu into the room, and locked it with his backhand.

"Su Jin... It's you..."

Han Ziyu was drunk and lost his usual seriousness, called Su Jin's name, and Su Jin helped him to fall on the big bed.

"You, now you finally know me..."

"Ah, what are you doing..."

Su Jin was pulled by Han Ziyu's big hand and fell on him.

"Su Jin, Su Jin..."

Han Ziyu eagerly shouted Su Jin's name, and the kiss kept falling on Su Jin's cheek. With a pair of hands, she was about to go behind Su Jin's back to untie her tight cheongsam.

"You... Let's go take a shower first!"

Su Jin hated that Han Ziyu still had the smell of Yuan Lina's perfume on her body, and she used all her strength to push Han Ziyu away.

"Let's wash it together..."

Han Ziyu's mouth was full of wine, his eyes were staring at Su Jin deeply, and he directly picked up Su Jin and walked to the bathroom.

"Well... Let go of me, Han Ziyu..."

Han Ziyu directly turned on the shower and pressed Su Jin into the bathtub, and Su Jin didn't care about it at all in a hurry.

"Su Jin..."

Han Ziyu suddenly grabbed Su Jin's wrist and tied it to the top of her head, and shouted Su Jin's name in a low voice.

"Han Ziyu..."

Su Jin had completely fallen into Han Ziyu's deep eyes, the strong male hormones in his body were constantly invading her, and his kisses began to fall on Su Jin's face and neck.

Han Ziyu's lips were slightly cold, probably because of the shower, not only were their clothes soaked, but even their lips were moist with moisture.

"Well... Ahh

Su Jin opened her small mouth, Han Ziyu kept plundering in her mouth, and their kiss was lingering and passionate.

Han Ziyu's hand had already reached out to the zipper of Su Jin's cheongsam, and he pulled it casually, and peeled Su Jin's fragrant body out of the cheongsam.

"Well... Han Ziyu... Huh..."

Su Jin's small hands tightly wrapped around Han Ziyu's neck, and she knew that the close-fitting petticoat in her cheongsam was also being pulled by Han Ziyu.

"Ahh

Su Jin didn't expect that the drunk Han Ziyu directly tore his close-fitting petticoat to shreds, and those poor fabrics floated in the bathtub.

"Su Jin... Little fox..."

Han Ziyu's hand rubbed Su Jin's bulging peach.

"Huh... Uh-huh... Director Han... Han Ziyu..."

Su Jin was confused, and shouted Han Ziyu's name in his mouth.

"Su Jin, help me take it off..."

Han Ziyu suddenly let go of Su Jin and put the naked Su Jin on himself.

"Yikes... You're so annoying..."

Su Jin was weak and weak, her whole body was pale, and the two lumps on her chest swayed slightly after her skin touched the water, but she still stood up and untied Han Ziyu's shirt.

"Well... Don't..."

Han Ziyu's hand kept igniting a fire on Su Jin's body. Su Jin endured the messy hands on her body, and it took a lot of effort for her to undo every button.

"Alright..."

When Su Jin finally unbuttoned Han Ziyu's shirt, he looked up and saw that Han Ziyu was actually asleep in the bathtub.

"You're a man..."

Su Jin shook her head helplessly, she frothed up for herself, she had to clean herself up first and then solve Han Ziyu's big trouble.

"It's finally good!"

Su Jin helped Han Ziyu, who was wearing the same bathrobe as himself, and the two fell on the bed at the same time, God knows how tired Su Jin was to help this one-meter-eight man take a bath and help him back to the bed, Su Jin looked at the man who was sleeping with a steady breath beside him and covered them with a quilt.

"You're such a nuisance..."

"Kiss me first tonight, why did you kiss that Yuan Lina again... How disgusting an old woman is..."

Although he knew that he couldn't get any response from the man around him, Su Jin still crawled beside Han Ziyu and kept muttering.

"You say, can you clean yourself in the future!"

"I have a bowl and I want to eat the pot... Men are all like this..."

The delicate woman looked at Han Ziyu with a handsome face and continued to chatter.

"You, you, I'm going to punish you!"

Su Jin mischievously pinched Han Ziyu's nose.

"Don't make a fuss..."

Han Ziyu opened Su Jin's hand, turned over and hugged Su Jin in his arms.

"Su Jin... Don't make a fuss..."

Fortunately, Han Ziyu is calling Su Jin's name now, otherwise Su Jin himself doesn't know what she will do if another woman's name pops out of his mouth at this time.

"Hmph... You big pig's trotters, you don't know anything..."

"People have liked you for a long time..."

Su Jin's small hand drew Han Ziyu's thick eyebrows on Han Ziyu's face.

"Well..."

Han Ziyu took off his guard and buried his head in Su Jin's white neck.

Su Jin had a rare opportunity to touch Han Ziyu's black hair, and her smile became sweeter and sweeter.

"Hey, hey, hey... At least for now, you're mine..."

Su Jin closed his eyes and fell asleep with Han Ziyu.