Shang Miao did drink a lot, and her brain was filled with paste, and her hand holding the corner of Sheng Yu's clothes was a little unstable.

Sheng Yu's gaze stayed on the corner of her clothes that she was dragging for a moment, and her voice didn't have much emotion, "The wine is very strong." Look at the book

Shang Miao's eyes were red, and his pupils were flickering, completely losing his usual calm and quiet posture.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then she said slowly, "Don't you hate this kind of socializing the most?"

Sheng Yu has his own weird cleanliness habits in some aspects, he usually doesn't smoke, and he doesn't like to drink unless necessary.

Shang Miao has been by his side for so many years, and he remembers his preferences very clearly.

Sheng Yu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he didn't care that Shang Miao was still tugging at his clothes, and sneered, "Now you're so dedicated again?"

Shang Miao's throat was actually uncomfortable, and he always felt a little tight.

She leaned on the swing, her hands were weak and weak, she let go of the hand holding Sheng Yu, pursed her lower lip and said, "Song Yinyin is also in Spring City."

Sheng Yu's eyes condensed slightly, "So?"

Shang Miao lowered her eyelashes and thought about the wording, and was about to speak, when she saw a man come over to greet them: "Mr. Sheng, they are waiting for you in the villa."

Shang Miao's words were interrupted, and she looked at Sheng Yu, who nodded, and then looked back at Shang Miao.

Shang Miao was a little dizzy, but fortunately, he asked the waiter for sobering medicine at the beginning, so his mind was barely sober.

At this time, she also understood what Sheng Yu meant, got up with the swing, and followed him to the villa.

There is a section of road at the entrance of the villa that has planted a lot of begonias in order to look good, so the lights are very dim.

Shang Miao has always had the problem of night blindness, and he drank alcohol again today, so even if he was careful, he would inevitably stumble.

Step by step, she walked cautiously, trying to adjust to the darkness of the moment.

However, he was caught off guard and Sheng Yu suddenly stopped his pace.

Shang Miao didn't know that he happened to hit him headbutt.

Sheng Yu's cold and tired voice sounded faintly: "The road will not be walked?"

Shang Miao covered the tip of her nose and took a half step back, explaining softly, "I didn't expect you to stop suddenly."

Sheng Yu was cold, he was already tall, and the distance between the two was very close, Shang Miao could vaguely see a figure, like a hill.

Shang Miao couldn't see clearly at this time, so he obviously felt a strong sense of oppression.

She clenched her palm, "Qi Song they're still waiting."

After Shang Miao finished speaking, he pretended to be calm and wanted to raise his legs to leave, but as soon as he staggered Sheng Yu, he only took two steps forward, and he felt that he had stepped on the air.

His heartbeat accelerated instantly, and Shang Miao closed his eyes in a hurry, but there was no imaginary pain from falling.

His heartbeat accelerated instantly, and Shang Miao closed his eyes in a hurry, but there was no imaginary pain from falling.

She was grabbed by Sheng Yu's arm from behind.

Shang Miao's heart jumped, and before he could react, he was pulled to his side by Sheng Yushun's strength.

Shang Miao's brain was completely dizzy at this moment, and the momentary fright also made her palms cold.

Sheng Yu tightly wrapped his arms around her, and he couldn't hear the angry voice: "It's still just as stupid."

Shang Miao had the heart to refute, but this trouble made her throat even more uncomfortable, and she opened her mouth several times without making a sound.

Sheng Yu glanced at her, "Scared? So useless?"

Shang Miao could squeeze a "me" out of his throat, and Sheng Yu let go of her arm and grabbed her wrist instead.

The warm touch on her skin made Shang Miao a little stunned, but she quickly came back to her senses and bit the corner of her lower lip with a stiff look.

Her voice was hoarse, "I can walk on my own."

Sheng Yu remained silent, pulled her wrist without letting go, and strode forward directly.

Such intimate contact made Shang Miao very uncomfortable, she struggled, and Sheng Yu's swishing voice sounded above her head: "Look at your slow appearance just now, I thought you were deliberately pretending to be blind, what are you pretending to be now?"

Shang Miao's breath stagnated, and then he said softly, "I have night blindness, I can't see clearly, I'm not pretending."

Sheng Yu's footsteps paused slightly, and then he chuckled and commented, "It's a good excuse."

Shang Miao didn't say anything, and let Sheng Yu pull her to the door of the villa.

When she arrived at a place where there was light, she breathed a sigh of relief, Sheng Yu lowered his eyebrows and arranged his cuffs, he raised his eyes and glanced at Shang Miao lightly, and then raised his legs to go in.

Qi Song and Xu Jingquan were already sitting in the living room, and when they saw Sheng Yu and them coming in, they greeted with a smile: "Ah Yu come over to play?"

Shang Miao saw that the group of people were playing cards.

There was a girl sitting on Xu Jingquan's lap, wearing heavy makeup, she held the cards for Xu Jingquan in her hand, and listened to Xu Jingquan's words.

Xu Jingquan bowed his head and said a few words to her from time to time, and the girl who made her smile.

The other people at the table are also in a similar situation, typical of the rich second generation who loves to drink and have fun.

Shang Miao took all this in his eyes and sat down beside Sheng Yu expressionlessly.

Qi Song was also playing, and as soon as Sheng Yu sat down, he shouted at Sheng Yu to take the cards.

Sheng Yu's eyelids lifted and looked at Shang Miao: "You come to fight."

Shang Miao was stunned for a moment, Sheng Yu moved his wrist calmly: "My hand hurts, I don't want to move."

Sheng Yu's hand was slender and well-proportioned, his skin was cold and white, and his bones were distinct, but Shang Miao looked at his hand, and he felt inexplicably that Sheng Yu was hinting at how she had just come over.

Her eyes flickered, and she heard Qi Song dissatisfied: "Ah Yu, are you so perfunctory to me now?"

Sheng Yu was indifferent, "It's really uncomfortable."

"Why didn't I see you uncomfortable?"

Sheng Yu didn't answer anymore, and Qi Song didn't ask, he looked at Shang Miao with a snort, "We're having a big game, have you thought about it?"

Shang Miao didn't want to play in the first place, but now when he heard Qi Song say this, he just had an excuse to excuse himself.

But before he could speak, he heard Sheng Yu say, "If she loses, it's mine."

Xu Jingquan sighed, pulled out the cards in the woman's hand and threw them on the table, "You said so, then I won't be polite."

Shang Miao sat down at the card table, Sheng Yu leaned on the sofa, and looked at her with a casual expression.

Qi Song chatted with Sheng Yu while holding the cards, "I said that you have been out for so long today, and your little sister Song has not looked for you?"

Shang Miao took the card in his hand for a moment, and heard Sheng Yu's painless hum.

Qi Song sighed, meaning something, "No wonder."

Shang Miao's luck is not very good, this card is not very good, and it looks like it is undoubtedly lost.

It just so happened that she was the first to play her cards.

The woman in Xu Jingquan's arms saw that she had not moved, and couldn't help but urge, and Shang Miao touched Zhang Qiguan and hit it out.

She rarely plays mahjong, but the algorithm of the rules is still clear, but this card is too bad, and she loses in the end.

Xu Jingquan laughed and joked to Sheng Yu, "Mr. Sheng, your secretary has lost."

Sheng Yu's mood didn't change, and his eyes fell on Shang Miao, "How much do you lose?"

Shang Miao said, "I'd better let you."

Sheng Yu leaned on the sofa, without the slightest intention of moving, "I am responsible for your loss, what are you afraid of?"