There are wolves in front and tigers in the back, Song Ci is stuck in the middle, and he doesn't even have a reason to refuse.

She hesitated for only a moment, and then calmly got into the car amid the fierce eyes around her.

After getting into the car, Song Ci consciously sat in the farthest position from Zhou Yong, his eyes turned to the window, and he didn't want to greet him at all.

The crowded car seems to have branched out into a Chu River and Han boundary.

Zhou Yong looked at her appearance like a snake and scorpion, snorted lightly, and her lazy tone broke the embarrassing atmosphere in the car.

"I didn't expect Mr. Song, who can be eloquent, to have such a silent time."

Song Ci had already greeted Zhou Yi eight hundred times in his heart.

Her gaze was still indifferently staring at the fleeting scenery outside the window, her red lips opened lightly, with a sense of coldness, and she replied.

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhou, who is clean and self-contained, to have such a helpful day."

She deliberately accentuated her tone on the four words "clean and self-sufficient", alluding to something, and they both knew it.

Zhou Yong's face was slightly gloomy, and he accepted the thoughts of teasing people.

The two were on the left and the right, as if they were competing, and their eyes never fell on each other.

When he arrived at the door of the hotel, Song Ci got out of the car first, and left Zhou Yong far behind him in his high heels.

At the wine table, there are not a few people who want to toast Song Ci, especially those partners, who will force her to drink in the name of discussing business.

On this kind of occasion, Song Ci has always been able to avoid it, firstly, she does not like to socialize, and secondly, she has an average amount of alcohol.

But today was an exception, and she was in a bad mood.

Therefore, I don't want Zhou to be in a good mood.

So, he took the initiative to pick up the wine glass, coped with the exchanges, smiled with a swaying style, and his eyebrows and eyes were all smiling.

Zhou Yong stared at her, the tip of his tongue against his back molars, and snorted lightly.

His eyes became heavier and heavier, and he strode after her, grabbed her by the waist, and sat down beside him.

The man's palm was hot, sticking to his waist, and the temperature on Song Ci's intuition also rose.

No, even higher.

At the dinner table, she repeatedly wanted to take Zhou Yong's hand away, and he turned a deaf ear to several sarcastic words.

Continue to talk and laugh with the men at the table.

Song Ci's eyebrows jumped slightly.

was talking about which piece of land was going to be built into a shopping mall recently, but who knew that the other party changed his words and flattered: "Mr. Zhou is now successful in his career, are you considering starting a family?" There is no woman around me who knows the cold and the hot to help take care of the life, and the life is very sad! ”

Zhou Yong was silent, took a sip of wine, rolled his sexy Adam's apple, and narrowed his affectionate eyes slightly: "Mr. Li, are you going to be a matchmaker for me?" ”

Then Mr. Li hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't dare, don't dare, but I haven't seen anyone around Mr. Zhou, and I just want to know what kind of woman Mr. Zhou likes." ”

Zhou Yong was silent for a moment, but Song Ci, who didn't speak, smiled brightly: "I like to be sick." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at her together.

Song Ci explained: "Our Mr. Zhou is a young talent, and he is dignified in appearance, and his natural taste is also different. In the book, it is said that if the sick is like Xizi winning three points, it can be seen that the sick beauty is also beautiful. ”

She looked at Zhou Ji with a smile: "Yes, Mr. Zhou." ”

Zhou raised his eyebrows.

"Mr. Song knows so clearly, could it be that he has a crush on me and made a special trip to inquire about my preferences?"

Song Ci was not shocked: "Mr. Zhou is too worried, I guessed blindly." Like you, I don't dare to climb high. After all, I am very healthy, and I am still far from a sick beauty. ”

Zhou Yong smiled silently, but the smile was extremely cold, and anyone with a little bit of eyes knew that he was angry.

Everyone at the table saw the discord between the two people, but both sides couldn't afford to offend, and it was not easy to help, so they had to come out to play a round and gag to open the page.

After the meal, a group of people condemned Mr. Li one after another: "Lao Li, didn't I say you, what kind of woman do you say?" Look at it, a good meal was ruined by you! ”

"How did I know it would be like this, I didn't think about sending money to Zhou Yong, and sending someone with the right appetite over!"

"Do you still need to send this? You can't be blind, just on that table, Zhou Ji clearly has a leg with that Song Ci. ”

Song Ci glanced at the person in front of him lightly, but Zhou Yong beside him spoke coldly.

"Song Ci, it seems that anyone with a discerning eye can see that I have a leg with you."

Song Ci walked forward by himself, and the hem of his skirt was lifted by the wind from time to time, revealing his white calves, "Isn't this leg cut off by you now?" ”

Zhou Yong walked beside her, staring at the snow-white swaying under the woman's skirt, and his eyes were dark.

stepped forward a few steps, using the crowded crowd as a cover, clinging to Song Ci, but his hand had already slipped down, and the hot breath spit out from his lips baked Song Ci's ears: "It's not broken, it's still very tender." ”

Song Cili ignored him, and then raised his foot, the ten-centimeter high heels were pointed and thin, and they were tied to the man's black leather shoes.

Dead scumbag.

Zhou Yong's lips tugged, but he refused to let go.

"Why, you greet them with a smile on your face, and add up to my hands and feet?"

In the silent confrontation between the two, Zhou Yong's mobile phone suddenly rang.

It is customary not to answer personal calls in business, but he looked at the familiar number on the screen, still let go, and his voice faded, and said, "Sorry, take a call." ”

As soon as he left, Song Ci stood still and was quiet for a moment.

Nothing, she thought.

Song Ci chuckled and went back to the box again.

"Mr. Song, have one more drink?"

"Mr. Song, since you have given Mr. Wang face, you have to give me this face, right?"

“……”

Xu is in a bad mood, Song Ci did not refuse all the people who came to toast tonight, and drank all the partners with a smile, and the rumored unfriendly Miss Song was not so difficult to deal with.

Outside the door, Zhou Yong stood by the window before pressing the call button, and his voice was a little softer, "What's the matter?" ”

The person on the other end of the phone was a female voice who asked in a low voice, "Ah Yong, can you come and see me?" I've always felt a little sick tonight. ”

Zhou Yong looked stunned, "There is a party tonight, and I will go over to see you tomorrow." ”

The person on the other side was silent for more than ten seconds, and then replied a little unwillingly: "Then you remember to come over tomorrow, this is the ...... you promised me"

"Hmm."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yong did not go back immediately, but lit a cigarette and looked out the window with an uncertain expression.

When he returned to the box again, Song Ci had already drunk nearly a bottle.

"Mr. Song is really a good amount of wine!"

"Yes, I didn't expect Mr. Song to be so able to drink!"

No matter how many glasses of red wine she ate, Song Ci never showed any drunkenness on her face, only a bright red at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows proved that she had indeed drunk.

Those who originally wanted to deliberately get her drunk gradually accepted their thoughts when they saw this, and the meal was peaceful.

Only Zhou Yong knew that Song Ci had already been drunk.

Although he doesn't know how bad Song Ci's alcohol consumption is, in the years of living together, the biggest intersection between him and Song Ci is not in bed, but in various business fields.

At that time, Zhou Yong's biggest role for Song Ci was to block the wine and bring people home after the show.

As long as Zhou Ji is there, Song Ci can rest assured that he will be drunk like mud.

This feeling of having someone to the bottom once made Song Ci mistakenly think that she was different for Zhou Yong, but the reality gave her a resounding slap in the face.

Song Ci hooked his lips self-deprecatingly, and poured the last glass of wine with a somewhat confused look.

After the meal, there were naturally other entertainment programs, and neither Song Ci nor Zhou Yong continued to participate.

For a while, only the two of them were left at the lively dinner table.

"Let's go."

Zhou Yong's tone was flat and natural, and he could see that he had already done this kind of thing many times.

Song Ci's train of thought had long been stuck, but something had long been engraved in the depths of her memory, and she replied almost the next second she heard this voice: "Okay." ”

Zhou Yong called the waiter of the hotel and rebooked a private room. Then he got up and helped Song Ci up, and took away the person whose eyes had begun to wander.

When she arrived at the door of the box, Zhou Yong turned sideways slightly and motioned for her to go in first.

Song Ci stared at him for a while, as if trying to identify who the person in front of him was.

After a while, he frowned and glared at him drunkenly.

Because the eyes are blurred, and the eyebrows are already red.

This glance doesn't look like it's staring, it's a bit like it's coquettish.

But in the next second, the words that came out completely dispersed the charming atmosphere, and she scolded Zhou Ji mercilessly.

"Scumbag!"

Zhou Yong raised his eyebrows slightly, "Scumbag? What about scolding me? ”

The drunk Song Ci had already taken off the cold shell, she stretched out her finger and poked Zhou Yong's heart a few times, and complained unreasonably: "Zhou Yong, Zhou Yong is a scumbag!" ”

Zhou Yong rubbed his eyebrows and decided not to bother with a drunk.

Grabbing her arm, he tried to throw the person directly into the box.

Song Ci shook off his hand and staggered in, Zhou Yong followed her less than half a meter behind her, and supported her crumbling figure in time.

Neither of them noticed, and a few minutes ago, around the corner, a man took out his phone and recorded what had just happened.

After taking the photo, the corner of his mouth hooked up a malicious smile, opened WeChat and clicked on a chat box, and directly threw over a few photos.

Along with the photo, there was also a schadenfreude taunt.

"You seem to be green."