Qi Yicheng smiled slightly, raised his wine glass, and shook it at him.

Cheng Jingyang was not ambiguous at all, walked to his position, poured a glass, and drank a glass. After three and a half glasses of red wine, his face did not change at all.

The wine was also fined, and naturally no one said anything more about mentioning him going downstairs.

He sat down in his place and found that the small empty bowl was filled with all kinds of food.

Turning his face sideways, Xu Ming's ears turned red thoroughly, and he glanced at him from time to time, showing shyness.

"Waiter." Cheng Jingyang's cool and mellow voice sounded, "I just drank wine, helped me change the dishes, and cooked two bowls of shredded mushroom and chicken porridge, I have a stomachache." ”

The waiter came up to change the dishes for Cheng Jingyang, and poured all the vegetables and meat in the bowl into the residual plate.

Xu Ming's eyes darkened.

The shredded chicken porridge was quickly served, Cheng Jingyang took a few sips, and pushed another bowl to Bai Su, "This porridge is too salty, you can help me drink a little." ”

There was a look of disgust between his eyebrows, but he took a clean soup spoon and put it in.

Bai Su glanced at him, frowned, scooped a spoonful and swallowed it. The shredded chicken porridge is well boiled, not very salty, but fresh accounts for the majority.

The dishes at this high-end restaurant are exquisite, and this bowl of porridge is no exception. Drinking it warm and warm makes not only the stomach feel comfortable, but also the whole person.

Paired with a few side dishes, this dinner, Bai Su was very full.

Lin Yuan's driver left early, and Lin Yuan could only take Cheng Yan's special car home. And there were things in the car, and he couldn't sit down anymore, so Bai Su had to get into Cheng Jingyang's car.

Cheng Jingyang drank some alcohol and couldn't drive. There was a special driver in the hotel, and he sat in the back seat with Bai Su.

Probably because he drank a lot of wine in the later period, although he was not drunk, he was not as clear as before.

He lay in the back seat, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he were taking a nap.

Bai Su followed Lin Yuan for a busy day, and he was just in time to be tired. She hung her head slightly, her eyes half-open and half-closed.

There weren't many cars on Kyoto Main Road at night, so the substitute driver quickly dropped them off at the front of their homes.

Cheng Jingyang was already asleep, and his breathing gradually became even. The driver didn't dare to wake him up, so he could only hand over the key to Bai Su.

Cheng Jingyang, who was asleep, seemed to have unloaded his usual arrogance, and lay there obediently, at the mercy of others.

His eyelashes were thick and long, just enough to cast a shadow on his eyelids under the yellowish light of the car. The lips are thin and the lip color is bright red and attractive.

Bai Su shook his head, shook off the strange thoughts in his mind, and pushed him.

"Cheng Jingyang, it's here, it's up!"

He didn't move, just a little short of breath.

She increased the force in her hand, Cheng Jingyang suddenly opened her eyes, and a carp stiffened and restrained her wrist hard.

"Cheng Jingyang! You let go! Bai Su was held in severe pain and screamed.

Hearing her voice, he slowly opened his eyes, sobered up for a moment, and let go of his hands.

The wrist was reborn, Bai Su hurriedly turned on the light behind the car, and shone on the light, and a red mark appeared on the white wrist, a whole circle, leaving only the gap on the side of the thumb.

The next day will definitely be bruised, which shows how hard Cheng Jingyang used just now. He lifted her arm slightly uneasily, stared at her wrist for a long time.

"I'm sorry." He spoke in a tone that was not fully awake, and his voice was deep and powerful, "I just had a nightmare. ”