"Mr. Yan is really hungry!"

Shen Lang's mocking words made Yan Xu stop his action of stuffing Song into the car.

Yan Xu raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Lang with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

Sure enough, the news sent by his subordinates was right, this Song was indeed unusual for Shen Lang.

Since Shen Lang took over the Shen Group, there has never been a woman by his side. This makes many people have to wonder about Shen Lang's orientation.

When Yan Xu sent out to investigate Shen Lang's photo of Song Zhizhi, he was also stunned, he didn't expect that the dignified President Shen Da would like this kind of woman.

Yan Xu smiled and said indifferently: "It's just that my friend drank too much, and I just sent her back." ”

"Friends?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows: "What friend?" How did I not know, you are friends? ”

"Oh?" Yan Xu half-squinted his eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Listen to the meaning of Mr. Shen's words, you are very familiar with each other?" Could it be ......?"

His deliberately elongated tone was full of ridicule.

Shen Lang didn't want to waste his lips and tongue with Yan Xu, so he grabbed Song Zhi's arm.

The sudden change made Song only unstable and fell into Shen Lang's arms.

Song only felt dizzy and nauseous, coupled with Shen Lang's tugging, suddenly, she felt a lot of turbulence in her stomach, she hurriedly pushed Shen Lang away, turned sideways and vomited.

It was just a moment, Shen Lang and Yan Xu jumped back at the same time as if they had discussed it.

Shen Yuan, who followed closely, saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched vigorously: "I'll go, what kind of dish does this have to be, can you give her something like this?" ”

"Forehead ......"

Song only felt a lot more comfortable, raised his hand to wipe his mouth, and swayed to find someone to rely on.

It's just that......

Shen Lang and Yan Xu, who were the closest, didn't seem to have any intention of supporting her.

She swayed towards Yan Xu, but he didn't give Song a chance at all, and hurriedly pushed her away and directly pushed her into Shen Lang's arms.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Xu rushed into his car with an arrow step, gave the driver a command to "drive", leaving two lines of exhaust gas and galloping away.

Song only burped, and the smell went straight to the top of Shen Lang's head.

Shen Lang just wanted to push her away, but suddenly "vomited" and vomited on him.

He supported Song Zhi's shoulders with both hands, and the filth in his chest slowly flowed down.

This scene almost made Shen Yuan, who was standing on the side, vomit, he quickly got into the car and ordered the driver to drive, leaving behind Shen Lang, who was covered in vomit, and Song Zhizhi, who was unconscious.

Shen Lang regretted it a little.

If he hadn't made the driver turn around, if he hadn't gone to save Song. The person who was vomited at this moment should be Yan Xu, the person who endured the white eyes of pedestrians should be Yan Xu, and the person who supported the drunk cat should be Yan Xu.

As for leaving him alone to face this vicious Shen Yuan, Shen Lang gritted his teeth fiercely.

In this case, the taxi was not willing to plant two people.

Shen Lang paid an extra 200 yuan for the car wash, and only then did a car hire take them to a nearby hotel.

Originally, Shen Lang planned to just throw Song Zhi at the hotel and forget it, but he never dreamed that this was just the beginning.

Song only started to get drunk, and even she didn't know how terrible it was.

"You are the wind, I am the sand, lingering around the end of the world......"

"betrayed my love, forced me to leave, and finally knew the truth and my tears fell......"

"The man who sets the horse, you are mighty and majestic......"

At first, it was just a K song, but later Song only grabbed Shen Lang's hand and chatted about family life in a serious manner.

Shen Lang's face was as ugly as it was, and he couldn't wait to pick up the lamp on the bedside table and just stone her to death.

He now regrets letting Shen Yuan investigate Song Zhizhi, because this product doesn't need to be investigated at all, as long as two bottles of beer, she vomited everything clean.

For example, when I was in kindergarten, I had a crush on the little brother in the next bed, and later ruined her first love because he wetted the bed. Another example is cheating in a middle school exam and copying the Chinese answers on an English paper. For example, when I was in college, I splashed coffee on the professor's face, and ripped off the professor's wig when I was scrambling to wipe it.

As he spoke, Song only started crying, crying and crying and singing, singing and vomiting.

Shen Lang closed his eyes and clenched his back molars, finally he couldn't bear it anymore.

He was about to make a move, and a knife slammed into Song Zhi's neck.

His hand was still ten centimeters, five centimeters, and three centimeters away from Song Zhi's neck......

She suddenly fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Lang looked at the hand hanging in the air, was stunned for a long time, and finally hung down weakly.

He clenched his fists, and the back of his hand collapsed with green tendons, thinking in his heart whether to take the opportunity to strangle Song Zhizhi directly.

Forget it, why should he bother with an idiot, or hurry up and take a shower and leave this "land of right and wrong".

Shen Lang has a very serious cleanliness habit, he has taken a bath three times, and he still feels that there is a smell of vomit on his body.

He sniffed his wrist, his brows furrowed into a deep "Chuan", and just turned on the shower and was about to wash it for the fourth time, when the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open.

He heard the voice, turned his head suddenly, and met Song's sleepy eyes.

"Heh, hehe......" Song only smiled stupidly, raised his hand and patted Shen Lang's strong chest: "Little brother, you have a good figure." ”

Shen Lang was stunned for a full minute, and then he remembered to take a bath towel to cover it, but suddenly, Song only grabbed his hand, and then, a pair of small cherry lips pursed towards him: "Little brother, I'm either it." ”