A hot and stoic kiss fell on her fair little face.

Song Ci was uncomfortable, and raised his hand to push the person in front of him: "Hot ......"

Zhou Yong, who was interrupted by his lust, had dark eyes, staring at Song Ci who inadvertently picked up the corners of his clothes, and took a heavy breath.

Immediately afterwards, Song Ci felt top-heavy, and was picked up by the princess with clothes.

She had woken up a lot, but she was still dizzy.

Song Ci struggled to prop up his heavy eyelids, and was stunned for several seconds when he saw Zhou Yong's knife-like jaw up close.

Immediately after, she looked at the current movements of the two with a slightly confused look, and the roots of her ears turned red.

Song Ci's voice was soft and light, and he was a little drunk with alcohol: "Let go of me." ”

It was a very simple and cold three words, and she said an inexplicable sense of coquettishness.

Zhou Yong's throat rolled, barely suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and led people out without changing his face.

The assistant behind him chased very closely: "Mr. Zhou, the cooperation over there ......"

"I'll make an appointment another day."

The man strode away, without any nostalgia.

Song Ci nestled in his warm arms, and his consciousness returned a little.

She can't count how many times she used to get drunk because of work or greed, and it was Zhou Ji who fished him back.

It used to be husband and wife, and what is it now.

Song Ci narrowed his eyes, tracing every inch of Zhou Ji's face in his blurred vision.

He is good-looking, otherwise he would not have easily agreed to the marriage contract in the first place.

After watching for a while, Zhou Yong noticed her undisguised burning gaze, lowered his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Where to go."

Song Ci clenched his fingers in front of Zhou Yi's shirt and asked lightly.

After a long time, Zhou Yong sighed slightly: "Go back to my house." ”

She looks like this, even if she goes back to her own home, he is not at ease.

After receiving such an answer, Song Ci just hummed lightly and closed his eyes again.

She breathed, and her mouth and nose were filled with the faint fragrance of Zhou Yong's body.

It was late when I got home, and the moonlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting small shadows.

Zhou Yi put the person on the bed with ease, and raised his foot to pour a glass of warm water.

Song Ci was already slumped on the bed, a faint flush appeared on his whole face, his ears and neck were flushed, he muttered something softly in his mouth, and his hands curled together.

Zhou Yong walked over with a glass of water, and when he saw her appearance, his eyes deepened.

"Get up."

He walked up to the unconscious Song Ci, and seemed to feel that his attitude was a little tough, so he slowed down and added: "Drink some water." ”

Song Ci didn't pay attention to him at all, and retched a little nauseously.

Seeing this, Zhou Yong's body stiffened.

Last time, Song Ci vomited on him, but Zhou Yong endured it again and again and didn't throw her out.

If he did it again, it would be difficult for him to guarantee that he would still be sane.

Zhou Yong immediately made a decision and called his assistant: "Call a private doctor to come to my residence." ”

The assistant listened in a daze, and shuddered: "Mr. Zhou, are you sick?" What's going on, I'll get in touch now! ”

"Not me."

Listening to the rapid ringing on the other end of the phone, Zhou Yong frowned, and emphasized: "Find a careful female doctor to take care of... Sot. ”

In the end, Zhou Yong glanced at Song Ci, who had an uncomfortable face, and couldn't help but chuckle.

The assistant's movement of putting on his shoes stiffened, and his mouth was open enough to stuff eggs.

He heard Mr. Zhou laugh just now?

Mom, he didn't wake up, or the sun came out in the west.

The assistant had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he still kept in mind Zhou Yong's instructions and quickly arranged for a private doctor to come over.

It was a female doctor about thirty or forty years old, with a capable look, and she didn't say much when she entered the house, and went straight to Song Ci.

After measuring the body temperature, it was still within the normal range, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief and asked Zhou Yong: "Drip or medicine, the effect of the drip is faster." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yong glanced at Song Ci, who was drunk but in acceptable condition, and replied, "Prescribe medicine." ”

After a pause, he added: "Don't let her throw up, sleep comfortably." ”

Listening to Zhou Yong's words, the doctor bowed his head slightly to show his understanding, and found the medicine that matched the medicine from the medicine box.

"Eat once before going to bed and again when you wake up."

After the doctor spoke, he fell into a short silence and spoke again: "Mr. Zhou, she doesn't seem to have a bad stomach, so she shouldn't drink more." ”

In just a few faces, she saw that Song Ci was not in good health, but most of the people who could contact Zhou Yong were also business people, so the doctor didn't force it, but just gave an order.

Zhou Yong listened to her sparse and ordinary words, but he wrinkled his eyebrows invisibly.

After sending the doctor away, Zhou Yong handed the pill to Song Ci's mouth, held the water cup and said, "Drink the medicine and sleep." ”

Song Ci ignored her, and his brows were furrowed.

Seeing this, Zhou Yong pinched her chin and forced her to open and close her lips a little.

"Well, get up, it's so itchy."

Feeling Zhou Yong's hand on his lips, Song Ci was even more unhappy, and raised his hand vigorously to push him.

Zhou Yong had no patience at all, took the medicine in his mouth and poured saliva, and pinched Song Ci's chin and kissed it expressionlessly.

The next day.

Song Ci rarely woke up without a splitting headache.

The feeling of exhilaration, which made her a little confused when she turned off the alarm clock.

Didn't she go to party last night, it stands to reason that she should be a little unwell.

She got up suspiciously, and her eyes froze when they touched the straight nose of the man beside her.

A scream broke the silence of the morning.

"You, why are you here!"

Song Ci pulled his clothes to his body in a panic and looked at Zhou Yi in disbelief.

Zhou Yong was woken up, and his face was impatient: "This is my home." ”

These words made Song Ci even more at a loss, and she hurriedly looked up.

Indeed, it is not the furnishings of his own home, but the black and white simplicity that Zhou Yong likes.

Song Ci choked.

After hesitating for a long time, she asked, "I...... Drunk again? ”

"Unconscious." A slow and methodical addition.

Hearing this, Song Ci sighed, feeling a little strange in his heart.

I thought I could get as far away from him as I could, but every time we met, I would still be embarrassed by him.

Song Ci was a little embarrassed, although he made up his mind to stay away from Zhou Yong, he still thanked him on the matter: "Thank you." ”

"No, I'll have time to seriously consider my proposal."

He flipped through the documents and reports in his hand, and the words he threw out at random made Song Ci take a deep breath several times.

"These are two different things."

Song Ci got up, put on his clothes haphazardly, and rushed into the bathroom to check himself in every detail.

In the end, there was no trace of what it shouldn't have been.

Zhou Yi didn't mess around.

She was relieved, and when she washed up, she found a glass of warm water and a pill on the table.

"I'm going to eat it again." Zhou Yong didn't look up, but he also knew that Song Ci looked at him suspiciously.

Again?

So you ate it once last night?

Song Ci was a little puzzled, and when he took the phone, he saw that there were countless missed calls on the phone, and frowned and clicked on it.

It's all Gao Ze's.

Zhou Yong didn't know when he walked behind her and smiled playfully.

"I said yesterday that you were with me."