After speaking, he wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Jiang Zhuoheng sneered, "It's just that I disdain to be as domineering and pretending as you." ”

Are these two people going to learn the rhythm of women tearing ~ force?

Ming Ansheng was afraid that he would finish fighting the wine, so he fought with the strength of the wine, and hurriedly sat down among them, and said with a smile, "Today is my birthday, what's the matter with you holding the bottle and blowing it here?" ”

As he spoke, he winked at Lu Yinan again, motioned for him to sit on Jiang Zhuoheng's side, and they went separately to mediate.

Lu Yinan understood, immediately sat down, and stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Jiang Zhuoheng's neck, "I heard that you have a cousin who came back from abroad and is very beautiful, so I will introduce you to my buddies another day." ”

Jiang Zhuoheng threw him a roll of his eyes, "You really live up to the evaluation of the four words 'Sven scum'." ”

He came on an empty stomach, and as soon as he came, he was filled with six glasses of wine, and just now he drank another bottle, and the strength of the wine increased by leaps and bounds.

His head soon couldn't hold it anymore, he lazily leaned back on the sofa, tilted his head, rubbed his temples with one hand, and his throat and stomach seemed to be on fire, evaporating the water in his body.

Yan Rusheng drank a little less than him, and the amount of alcohol was a little bit better than him, but it was not much better, and the world was spinning at this time.

But he always remembered that he would go to the company to pick up Wen Xuxu in a while.

Moreover, he couldn't be embarrassed in front of Jiang Zhuoheng.

Thinking about it, he held on to the coffee table, got up slowly, and waited for a while before he straightened up and tried to stand as steady as possible.

Then he lowered his eyes and glanced at Jiang Zhuoheng, with a proud posture.

"My daughter-in-law is still waiting for me to pick her up at the company, I have to leave first." He greeted the crowd.

Then, ignoring everyone's silence, he raised his feet and walked towards the door, and he walked as steadily as he could.

He drank so much wine, everyone must not be worried that he would go alone.

"Yan San, you call the driver to pick it up." Ming Ansheng got up and chased after him.

Yan Rusheng raised his hand and waved it behind him, "It's okay." ”

It's really fine, it's just dizzy......

He reached out and pulled the door open, his body flashed out, and then immediately leaned against the wall, closed the door, and with his other hand on his head, his steps stopped.

Oh...... It's really dizzy.

"Ah Heng is not wrong at all, you can really pretend." Ming Ansheng followed out, and when he saw him holding on to the wall, he couldn't stand on his feet, and couldn't help laughing, "I'll send you to take a taxi." ”

As he spoke, he took Yan Rusheng's arm and helped him to the exit.

In the hall, there are singers singing on the stage, tall women with short hair up to their shoulders, dressed casually.

Yan Rusheng stopped and looked at the girl who was singing, Xu Xu had also stood on that stage and sang, thinking about it, he closed his eyes, and the song was in his mind.

Affectionate, dedicated!

It's like a natural sound, and it's intoxicating.

But damn it, it was heard by so many people.

Ming Ansheng looked at his intoxicated appearance, and laughed and teased: "What? Did you see that chick singing on stage? ”

"Get out!" Yan Rusheng opened his eyes, glanced at Ming Ansheng coldly, and then took another step and walked towards the door of the bar.

The route taken was crooked, the body was wobbly, and it was precarious.

He still didn't let Ming Ansheng help, Ming Ansheng was behind him, pinching a handful of sweat for him, for fear that he would fall here.

Then tomorrow will be terrible, Yan Sanshao drank too much and fell in the bar.

If this news comes out, how will the third young master, who has always been cold and arrogant and pretending to be ~ forced, live? What other faces do you see?

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