(Cat flutter Chinese Although Su Xiaomi was taken away by Wei Junliu in advance, the game in the private room continued. Probably because Mr. Qi is too invincible on weekdays, so this time, everyone seemed to cooperate tacitly, and they were stunned to unite and pour Mr. Qi down.

Wen Liang hadn't drunk like today for a long time, and in the end, although he wasn't as drunk as Qi Ye, he was more or less confused.

The only sober people on the scene were Murong He and Hei Xiusi. The others were pretty much drunk.

Qiao Xinying fell into the arms of Black Xius, and kept shouting: "Yeqing, don't rob my second brother with me, my second brother is my daughter-in-law since I was a child...... Oh no. Husband...... You're no match for me!"

But if Yeqing can be half awake, he will not talk back at this moment. However, at this moment, she pulled Qiao Xinying and fell aside, and then looked at Qiao Xinying who was lying on the sofa and asked, "Who is your husband?"

Hesius's face was a little heavy.

Qiao Xinying looked at Hei Xius innocently: "He!"

"I'm not. Black Sius reached out and held Yeqing.

Yeqing nodded, looked at him with an approving expression, and said, "I know, if she marries you, she will be blind." ”

Murong He, who had just come back from the bathroom, couldn't help but hear this, covered his mouth and snickered, then looked at Hei Xiusi and said, "The others will be handed over to me, and you and Yeqing will be responsible for sending the third couple and Qiao Xinying back?"

Hei Xius glanced at Qiao Xinying, and then turned his head to look at Murong He with a cold gaze, which seemed to ask him, 'Are you teasing me'.

Murong smiled with a clear smile: "I know, I know, Qiao Xinying will hand it over to me, you can send the third couple back!"

As soon as Murong He's words fell, Yucheng suddenly grabbed Murong He's hand like a corpse: "Drink, continue to drink!"

Young Master Murong withdrew his hand: "Drink your uncle!"

"Uncle, stinky and shameless, come and drink two more glasses with me......"

Heisius glanced at the two of them meaningfully, and said, "Don't sleep next to the imperial city tonight, be careful that the evening is not guaranteed." ”

After speaking, he bent down and picked up Yeqing, and then ordered his subordinates to take Wen Liang and Qi Ye to the car.

glanced at Qiao Xinying, and finally Hei Xiusi still spoke to Murong He: "I'll take her back by the way, and you can watch and deal with the rest." ”

Murong He turned his head and poured a glass of wine from Yucheng: "So capable, you can get drunk to death!"

Lengthened Lincoln car. Wen Liang is not particularly drunk, but there is some alcohol on his head, and his brain is a little dizzy.

Qi Ye is considered to be a good wine, and after drinking, he fell asleep directly in the car, but Qiao Xinying was not. After drinking, she was extremely excited, and took Hesius's hand and yelled: "Big nephew, why are you more and more similar to Hesius?"

"Your eldest nephew is over there. Black Sius glanced at Qi Ye, who was lying next to Wen Liang.

Qiao Xinying was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly reached out and hammered Qi Ye's shoulder with a punch: "Big nephew, get out, Hei Xiusi and I are going to shake the car!"

Seeing Qi Ye frowning and opening his eyes, Hei Xius grabbed Qiao Xinying's hand that hit him, and then pushed her away: "You get out." ”

Heisius frowned slightly, and turned his head to look at Yeqing, who was leaning against the window and was still quiet, "Fortunately, your wine is good." ”

As soon as the words fell, the woman next to him, who was still quiet, suddenly grabbed his hair with her backhand and threw him on the Xiaoice box in the car: "Get out! You rolled out of my world back then, now don't roll me back!"

Qiao Xinying, who was still making a fuss just now, was instantly frightened and shrunk her neck, and quietly hugged Wen Liang's arm.

Heisius rubbed his forehead, it wasn't that he couldn't lift her just now, he was afraid that he would hurt her, she was good, and she was happier than anyone else when she shook herself off. It caused him to crash into the Xiaoice box, but it was powerful!

"Eleven, give me the rope!"

Eleven in the front row heard the master's words and was a little innocent: "Sir, there is no rope, are the handcuffs okay?"

"Forget it......" Heisius sat back beside Yeqing, held Yeqing in his arms and pressed it, as if he finally understood that the third child was going to hold Wen Liang.

After making a fuss all the way, Hei Xiusi first sent Qiao Xinying back to Qiao's house, and then sent Wen Liang and Qi Ye back to the other garden, and the executive's family hurriedly stepped forward to support Qi Ye: "Ouch, how much did you drink, young master?"

"Can't die. Black Sius sent Qi Ye and Wen Liang back to their room.

Just as he was about to leave, Wen Liang suddenly stood up and rubbed his long hair in a daze: "Doesn't I live next door?"

After saying that, he walked to the next room in front of Black Sius in a daze.

Heisius turned his head to look at Qi Ye who was lying on the bed, and asked, "So you are still separated?"

Qi Ye turned his head, glared at Hei Xiusi unhappily, lifted the quilt and stood up, and said, "I also live next door!"

So he shook his steps and pushed open the door next door.

Black Sius was stunned at the door for a moment, then smiled helplessly, and then turned to leave.

Wen Liang had just slammed his whole body on the bed, when suddenly the door was pushed open from the outside.

Qi Ye was only wearing a pure black shirt and a pair of black trousers on the lower half of his body. He walked in with his grip on the doorframe. I didn't even look at the warmth and coldness lying on the bed.

One by one, the well-proportioned and slender fingers unbuttoned the shirt, and then walked towards the bathroom with a false step.

"Brother Qi?" Wen Liang stood up, and it took a lot of strength to stand firm, his confused brain was not very clear, but he was extremely sure that the man standing in front of him was Qi Ye.

In the bathroom, Qi Ye raised his head, his eyes locked on the direction of Wen Liang. The eyes, as deep as the vast stars, are filled with warm reflections.

He stood there quietly holding on to the door frame, looking at each other affectionately at a distance of four or five meters between the two.

Her little face, which had been drunk, was flushed. The hot water that suddenly flowed down from the top of his head instantly drenched Qi Ye's sight. The alcohol on the brain, coupled with the bath water pouring down, made the little woman opposite look dreamlike. Qi Ye patted his face, shook his head, and undressed.

Outside the door, Aunt Qiao was about to knock on the door with a sobering soup, but the executive's family grabbed Aunt Qiao: "The young lady is inside!"

"Then this soup ......"

"Wait for them to wake up tomorrow morning before drinking!" the executive smiled, a little relieved.

Aunt Qiao thought about it, handed the decanting soup to the executive's house, and then put her ear to the door and listened to the movement inside.

But there was silence inside.

"I see that the young lady was not too drunk when she came back before, don't worry about it, the little couple is together and beautiful, you old woman sent the sobering soup to the door?"

Probably thinking that this was reasonable, Aunt Qiao also nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, I'll get up early tomorrow morning to make sobering soup!"

Aunt Qiao left with the executive's house.

Inside the house.

Wen Liang finally made up his mind and suddenly rushed into the bathroom.

Mr. Qi, who had already drunk too much, was unstable, and was frightened by the coldness so much that he took a step back, and sat down towards the bathtub behind him.

The apologetic Wen Liang reached out to pull him, but her weight was not his opponent, so he was pulled into the bathtub with him.

She pressed almost all of her body against Qi Ye's body, her red lips against the man's collarbone. There is no bathtub filled with water, and it is filled with warm and cool and Qi Ye at the moment.

Wen Liang, who was still quite awake, quickly propped himself up, and looked at Qi Ye with some embarrassment: "I...... I didn't mean to...... Hmmm......"

The man's large hands pressed against her neck and pressed her head down.

The woman's red lips were sealed by him, and she was completely speechless, her hands clenched tightly on the edge of the bathtub, and a cold touch came, and her thoughts were much clearer.

Each other's chaotic breathing was intertwined, and the warmth was shivering.

The kiss twisted from the corner of her lips to her neck, her delicate skin rubbing against his fine black hair. The kiss was heavy and light, as if she had been boiled with warm water.

The cool breathing became rapid, and the hands holding the edge of the bathtub were exhausted, and they fell completely on top of him, and their fingers accidentally hung on the bathtub faucet switch. The cold water suddenly soaked into his body, and Wen Liang, who was shivering with cold, suddenly sobered up a little more.

Reaching out and pushing the man's shoulder, he suspended his body in the air again.

She looked at him with a little confused eyes, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Brother Qi, I still owe you a surprise, remember?"

Qi Ye was really drunk, even when she was talking, his lips still stayed on her shoulder, and the clothes didn't know when they slipped off her shoulder.

She cupped his face again: "You take a shower, I'll go and prepare a surprise, okay?"

There was a sudden pain in his shoulder, and Wen Liang turned his eyes sideways to see that this man had left a bright mark on his shoulder.

"Okay?" she asked him again, in a coquettish tone.

The cold water soaked the man's back, allowing his sanity to return for a moment, and he let go, because only the position of his butt falling in the bathtub was indeed a little uncomfortable for a man with long hands and feet, not to mention that there was a little woman pressed on his body.

Qi Ye let go of his hand, Wen Liang took the bath towel placed next to him and ran out of the bathroom.

Drying herself, she hesitated for a few seconds before running into the cloakroom.

There are many delicate and beautiful pajamas on display inside, and in the corner is a pure black lace sundress and a silk black nightgown. The pajamas had been sitting in the closet for a long time, from the first time she saw the cloakroom......

The cold water-soaked hands were a little cold and white, Wen Liang licked the corners of his lips, bit his lower lip lightly, and then opened the wardrobe and took out the pajamas.

She carefully took off her wet clothes, dried herself with a white bath towel, and then lightly changed into the pajamas.

She stared at the black dressing gown outside for a long time, and then at herself in the mirror for a long time, and finally instead of putting it on, she turned around and walked towards the bedroom......

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