When Zhang Jun drove the car over, Song Xi'er was helping Shi Jingchen with his blazer.

Because he was happy, Shi Jingchen drank a little too much, his face was flushed, and he leaned against the big pillar in front of the club with his eyes closed.

Song Xi'er secretly observed him, he was resting with his eyes closed, although he didn't speak, but he didn't have the cold and chilling appearance of the past, and he looked more friendly.

Affinity......

What the heck? How could she describe him in such words?

She couldn't be fooled by his appearances.

"Secretary Song," Zhang Jun poked his head out of the car and said to her, "You can let Mr. Shi get in the car." ”

"Okay." Song Xi'er turned her head to look at Shi Jingchen, "Mr. Shi? ”

Shi Jingchen still closed his eyes, but his body took a step forward, and his steps were a little shaky.

Song Xi'er was afraid that he would fall, so she hurriedly ran over to help him.

With this help, Shi Jingchen smelled a light aroma and stretched out his arm to grab her.

It's so heavy......

Song Xi'er couldn't help but complain in her heart.

Shi Jingchen almost pressed the weight of his body on her shoulders, while greedily breathing in the beautiful aroma.

Song Xi'er struggled to help him into the car and exhaled heavily.

Only then did Zhang Jun realize that Shi Jingchen was a little drunk, which was not common for him.

The boss often socializes, but rarely gets drunk.

When he came down, he looked very conscious.

He said to Song Xi'er: "Shi is always very drunk? ”

Song Xi'er sorted out her clothes, nodded and said, "A little." ”

"Secretary Song, please help Mr. Shi put on clothes, there is air conditioning in the car, don't let Mr. Shi catch a cold."

"Oh, good!" Song Xi'er sat closer, grabbed Shi Jingchen's arm, and helped him put on his clothes.

But halfway through the clothes, his body leaned over diagonally and pillowed directly on Song Xi'er's lap.

Song Xi'er: "!! ”

What's going on? Eldest brother.

I'm going home, can I wait until I'm home before sleeping?

Song Xi'er pursed her lips and was about to push him away, but was interrupted by Zhang Jun, "Forget it, Secretary Song, don't wake up Mr. Shi." He's been busy all day, let him have a good rest, you just cover him with clothes. Thank you! ”

Zhang Tezhu said so, Song Xi'er naturally couldn't shake him awake, right?

She gritted her teeth and had no choice but to let the Great Demon King sleep on her lap.

She covered him with his blazer, Shi Jingchen seemed to feel very comfortable, adjusted his posture slightly, and continued to close his eyes and rest comfortably.

Song Xi'er took a breath secretly, this was the first time she had let a man's head rest on her lap.

Although it was so intimate, it was fortunate that he was drunk...... If he was awake, she couldn't have let him fall asleep like that.

Along the way, Song Xi'er was really afraid of waking him up, so she kept a motionless posture.

Passing by a pharmacy on the way, Zhang Jun slowed down the car, and finally the car stopped on the side of the road, "Secretary Song, you and Mr. Shi wait here for a while, I'll go in and buy some sobering medicine, so that Mr. Shi can be more comfortable." ”

After saying that, he got out of the car, closed the door, and ran straight to the pharmacy.

Song Xi'er looked at his running back and couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, it's the president's special assistant, so considerate and meticulous to the boss, tsk." ”

As soon as she finished sighing, Song Xi'er suddenly realized that something was wrong, and the weight on her legs was empty.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Shi Jingchen sitting up.

He frowned, closed his eyes tightly, and reached out with his long arm in her direction, grabbing the back of her head in the next second.