As soon as she came out, the bar owner hurriedly dragged her back. [Full text reading. 】

"Miss Ye, I'll take you to the hotel, you can't drink anymore."

"Where's An An? What about An An? Where's my friend? Ye Jiaqi rubbed his eyes.

"She's fine, she's home."

Ye Jiaqi stood at the door, stretched out her hand, and the rain fell on her palm, cold and cold.

A shallow layer of mist rose under the hazy eyes, like the smoke and rain outside, and there was no trace of it.

The sound of rain falling on my ears sounded empty and peaceful.

Ye Jiaqi ignored the boss, moved to the side, and sat on the steps.

The steps were cold, and she just sat there, refusing to go.

The boss was entrusted by Song Shaoyan, and of course he would not ignore Ye Jiaqi.

He grabbed Ye Jiaqi's arm: "Little ancestor, it's cold on the ground, get up, I'll send you back to the hotel to rest." ”

"Nope." Ye Jiaqi shook his head.

She's going to sit on the steps and watch the rain.

There is a stark contrast between the outside of the bar and the inside of the bar, which is very lively, noisy and crowded.

And the outside of the bar was deserted, and no one even walked around.

When the wind blew, the treetops shook and made a "swish" sound, and the raindrops also fell on Ye Jiaqi's face.

It was cold and cold, Ye Jiaqi blinked, staring blankly at the rain.

She hugged her knees and stared straight ahead.

The night was hazy, the rain was blurred, and the lights were blurred.

She just sat still, still, quietly.

The boss is quite helpless!

"Miss Ye, it's too cold outside, you'll catch a cold."

"I'm a little fairy, how can a little fairy be afraid of the cold. The little fairy is not afraid of anything, not afraid of cold, not afraid of tiredness, not afraid of sadness, not afraid of sadness, not afraid of anything. "Ye Jiaqi's eyes are a shallow layer of mist.

"Okay, okay, you are a little fairy, but the little fairy also wants to rest, I will send you to the hotel?"

"I still want to drink"

"Don't, you've already drunk a lot today, it's hard to drink any more."

"I want to go home, but I don't have a home, I think my mother still has a baby" Ye Jiaqi hugged his knees, his eyes showing sentimental waves, "You know what? I have a very sweet baby, I call him 'little bastard' because he always loves to toss me, but I like him so much and miss him so much"

"Almost, he will be born," Ye Jiaqi muttered.

Her voice was soft, drifting quietly in the wind.

Maybe because of the drinking, many things jumped out like little devils, torturing her mind.

The boss didn't understand what Ye Jiaqi was talking about, just when she was drunk and talking nonsense.

He pulled Ye Jiaqi up from the steps with all his might.

"Don't pull me, I'm going to sit here, I like to sit here. If you pull me, I'll be angry. ”

"Little ancestor, if you are angry, be angry, I can't afford to catch a cold."

He still has to rely on Song Shaoyan to eat!

Song Shaoyan confessed, he didn't dare not be responsible.

Because of the disparity in strength between men and women, Ye Jiaqi was finally pulled up from the ground by the boss.

The boss drove out a car and stuffed Ye Jiaqi into the car.

"Where are you going to take me, let me down, I still want to drink when I come down, I still want to sit there!" Ye Jiaqi slapped the window.

The glass of the car "snapped".

The boss shook his head, he saw a lot of drunk women, and he was used to it.

Ye Jiaqi is okay, but he talks a lot, and nothing else.