"Sister, are you okay?" Song Wan looked at her with a wrong look, and looked at her with some concern.

Song Ci smiled, "It's okay." ”

Next door, Jiang Zhenzhen witnessed the scene when Zhou Yong hugged Song Ci, and his face changed slightly.

"Ah Yong, it turns out that you and the young lady at the next table know each other?" She glanced at Song Ci and asked Zhou Yong.

Hearing this, Song Ci took the lead in speaking, and avoided suspicion with an indifferent expression, "We don't know each other." ”

Zhou Yong's fingers twisted slightly, and the corners of his lips hooked up a smile, "It's really unfamiliar, it's just a cooperative relationship." ”

He deliberately accentuated his tone on the four words "cooperative relationship", and Song Ci's face froze for a moment.

It's a partnership, but the content of the collaboration isn't so innocent.

Jiang Zhenzhen saw that the attitude of the two was indeed not so intimate, nodded and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Later in the evening, Zhou Yong sent people to the door, "The driver is already waiting outside the door." ”

Jiang Zhen was really a little disappointed, "You...... Don't you send me back? ”

Zhou Yong looked down at his watch, "There will be a party in a while, I'll see you in a few days." ”

"Okay." Even if he was reluctant, Jiang Zhenzhen could only get into the car slowly.

Song Ci gave Song Wan the car keys and asked her to drive the car back.

"Sister, I'll pick you up when it's over, right?" Song Wan was a little worried that she was going to drink with a group of big men, especially when there was a Zhou Yi inside.

Song Ci refused, "Okay, I'll call a car back, my parents are still waiting for you at home." ”

Song Wan nodded reluctantly.

After walking out of a paragraph, she turned back a little uneasily, but saw Song Ci and Zhou Yong standing together.

The lights of the night sprinkled on them, and Song Ci wore a white dress today, standing beside Zhou Yi in a suit and leather shoes, like a pair of beautiful people.

I have to say that the two of them are still very compatible in appearance.

Moreover, Song Wan always felt that there was such an inexplicable atmosphere between them.

Mr. Wang and his entourage were halfway through drinking, and when they saw Zhou Yong and Song Ci walking in, they hurriedly made room for the two.

Zhou Yong walked over directly with Song Ci, and the two sat in adjacent positions one after the other.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Song, I really enjoyed drinking last time, I must drink a few more glasses today!"

"Yes, yes, yes, give Mr. Zhou and Mr. Song a full house!"

“……”

On this occasion, Zhou Yong and Song Ci have always been at ease, and the two quickly integrated into it.

Song Ci looked at the red wine in the glass, a little distracted.

The scene of getting drunk last time is still vivid, and if she gets drunk again tonight, she will not be able to raise her head at all in front of Zhou Yong.

So this time she just took a few sips once in a while to deal with it.

But someone was holding her, Mr. Wang looked at Song Ci with most of the remaining half a glass of red wine, and was a little dissatisfied, "Mr. Song, you won't give us face?" ”

Song Cimei's eyes were slightly condensed, and she was trying to find an excuse to excuse herself.

Zhou Yong on the side took the red wine in her hand and drank it all.

After drinking, he said politely: "Since Mr. Song is not strong enough to drink, I will drink a few more glasses for her tonight." ”

There is a bit of pity for the jade.

The others looked at each other, but they didn't dare to say anything.

With Zhou Yong's protection, Song Ci was no longer troubled.

Although this feeling is not bad, her heart is always a little blocked.

Zhou Yong didn't plan to let her go, and in a place where everyone couldn't see it, his hands climbed up to her waist and twisted it lightly and heavily.

The creamy touch is the same as ever.

I have to say that Song Ci's figure is a natural stunner, which makes him a little bit of a taste of food.

He seemed to be talking about business seriously, but in fact, his tone was ambiguous: "How can you thank me?" ”

Song Ci felt that he was being targeted by a hungry wolf.

She tried to break Zhou Yong's hand, but the disparity in strength between men and women was so great that she couldn't shake Zhou Ji at all.

could only glare at him with a blank face, and replied not to be outdone: "I can't see that Mr. Zhou is so hungry and thirsty, why, the sick beauty at home can't satisfy you?" ”

Zhou Yong's expression froze, and the hand placed on Song Ci's waist also increased his strength, "Song Ci, don't try to challenge my bottom line." ”

"Hmm-"

Song Ci was pinched a little painfully, and he snorted.

But Zhou Yong's kneading is very skillful, not so much to vent her anger, but to deliberately tease her.

has been a husband and wife, and Zhou Yong clearly knows where her sensitive points are.

Just kneaded it a few times, and Song Ci felt that his waist was a little softer.

She gritted her teeth, took Zhou Yong's fingers to change directions, and dug her nails into the back of his hand without hesitation.

Under the wine table, the two secretly competed, and neither of them would give in first.

In the end, Zhou Yong let go of his hand first, looked at the nail marks of different shades on the back of his hand, and sighed lightly.

It's quite ruthless.

Someone next to him noticed the scratches on the back of his hand and was a little surprised: "What's wrong with Mr. Zhou's hand?" ”

Zhou Yong took the wet towel on the side and wiped it casually, and his ink-colored pupils flashed meaninglessly under the light.

"Nothing, just got scratched a few times by a little wild cat."

The man believed it and didn't forget to remind: "Mr. Zhou, you have to be careful in the future, wild cats have been biting people hard these days." ”

Zhou Yong sneered, "It's quite ruthless." ”

Song Ci listened to this conversation with mixed feelings, and scolded Zhou Yong, a dead scumbag, hundreds of times in his heart.

After the end, she didn't even say hello, and walked out directly bypassing Zhou Yong.

It was nearly twelve o'clock, and there were not even cars passing by on the road.

Song Ci glanced at the taxi software on his mobile phone, and none of the drivers took the order.

Just when she was hesitant to call Song Wan to pick her up, a familiar black luxury car stopped in front of her.

"Get in the car." Zhou Yong looked at her indifferently.

Song Ci was entangled for a few seconds.

The place where she and Zhou Yong live is not close, one south and one north, in two directions.

Zhou Yong didn't rush, and waited calmly, as if she was sure that she would definitely get in the car.

If you love to send it, you will send it enough, Song Ci held his breath in his heart, shook the car door, and sat in.

When I arrived at the door, the lights were still on in the living room.

When Song's mother heard the sound of the car, she hurriedly came out to open the door and looked at Song Ci complainingly: "Why did you do it so late?" ”

Song Ci was helpless: "Mom, didn't you say you don't have to wait for me?" ”

"Well, how can I rest assured if I don't watch you get home." Song Mu retorted disapprovingly.

When she saw Zhou Yong coming out of the other side of the car, she looked stunned, "Why did you come back together today?" ”

"I just happened to meet at the wine party." Zhou Yong replied politely.

Song Ci secretly said that it was not good, Song's mother didn't know that she had divorced Zhou Yong, and Bacheng wanted to keep him overnight.

Sure enough, in the next second, Mother Song beckoned: "It's so late, you and Xiaoci will live at home together." ”

"No need Mom, Zhou Yong will ...... in a while" Song Ci decisively refused, she didn't want to share a bed with Zhou Yong, a pervert.

Zhou Yong happily responded: "Then bother." ”