Doting wife is addictive, domineering boss loves fiercely

Shiwu lifted Deng Liang's collar and pulled him forcefully in front of her.

Breathing out the smell of alcohol, Deng Liang squinted his eyes, glanced at him lightly, and then slapped his hand away vigorously, "Let go! Why are you in a hurry! I'm not talking about you now!"

Fifteen let go, "What do you mean?"

Before Deng Liang could answer, he turned his head and took a sip of wine, and said word by word, "I said, Li Jiade, I really miss you in the past."

Fifteen frowned, "The old me?"

"Well, it's just like when you used to always love to stand out, like a brat, and didn't care about anything." Deng Liang propped his chin and spoke inarticulately.

Fifteen thought about it carefully, then frowned deeply, "You mean, I was so ugly back then?!"

While speaking, Fifteen clenched his fists and lifted Deng Liang's collar again.

Deng Liang looked up at him lazily, and patted his hand away, "Let go! Let go! I'm not talking about appearance! It's energy and feeling! Do you understand?!"

Fifteen was silent, squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, then smiled wryly.

"Perhaps... the feeling is the most unreliable, who knows about such a thing?"

Deng Liang looked at him and nodded, "You're right, but I really think he's very similar to you at that time." Fifteen glanced sideways at him, Deng Liang raised his eyebrows,

"Don't you believe it, when you first followed the boss, you had exactly the same virtues as him! A person who looks very good, and he is the first to rush when encountering something, obviously looks easy to bully, But in fact, he is another master who bullies others! How should I put it, it is a breed of dog that can be freely switched between a milk dog and a wolf dog."

fifteen:"……"

He raised his head to dry the rest of the wine in the bottle, raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, "You are a dog!"

Deng Liang pursed his lips and sneered, lowered his head and drank his own wine, "That's right, we are all dogs! Two lonely single dogs!"

"Tell me, what happened to you? You still wagged your tail before you went. Why did you come back?"

The light of Youlan flashed across the cheeks of the two, and the crisp drum set sounded slowly. On the stage in the center of the bar, a woman walked onto the stage with a guitar in her arms, slid the strings lightly, and the long guitar sound came to the two of them ear.

Deng Liang narrowed his eyes, glanced at the stage, and then said in a deep, careless voice, "You're right, I'm going to do coolie work tonight."

"..." Fifteen looked at him, but didn't make a sound. He was also sad in his heart, and couldn't persuade him jokingly as usual.

"However, even if I knew this earlier, I would still go." Deng Liang smiled to himself, "After all, there are so many things, how can a girl move it? Also, I know where she lives. .”

"Hehe, don't give up?"

Fifteen shrugged and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder.Deng Liang shook his head, "If you don't give up, why should you give up? Men and women are unmarried, I like her is my business, I have the right to continue chasing her!"

Fifteen raised his glass appreciatively and touched his wine glass, "Good brother!" Deng Liang poured it down without refusing.

As the night wore on, they drank round after round.Later, they found it boring to just drink, so the two ran shoulder to shoulder and went to the opposite restaurant to order a table of food, and another hour passed while eating and drinking.

Deng Liang didn't realize that the problem of the fifteenth day had not been resolved until the two of them were unconscious and staggered on the wine table.

He raised his head, raised his hand, squinted his eyes and gestured twice in the air, trying to pat him on the shoulder but failed several times.

"Fifteen!" He simply withdrew his hand and patted the table heavily, "You, if you really like Cui Hong, I advise you to chase after her! Confess now! Maybe there is still time!"

Fifteen lay on the table, leaning on his arms and shaking his head, "No! I, can't, can't confess!"

"why?"

"She, she already has a boyfriend! What if, what if I confess and she refuses, rejects me?" Even if he is unconscious, this question has always been a thorn in his heart.

Deng Liang stared, glanced at him, and then fell back on the table, "You are stupid! What if, what if she agrees?"

Fifteen paused, blinked, and let out a mouthful of alcohol, "Yeah! What if you agree?"

"Well, so you confess quickly! Call quickly!" Deng Liang urged him to make a call with his eyes closed.

Fifteen took out the phone with his head covered, turned on the phone, and muttered, "Call, call, I, I want, I want to confess—!"

However, he was quite drunk, his fingers had a mind of his own, he tried the password several times, but he just couldn't unlock the screen lock.

Scratching his head impatiently, "I'll wipe it! This broken phone! Even you have to stop me!" Fifteen angrily threw the phone on the table, got up and planned to go out.

Deng Liang looked up at him belatedly, "Where are you going?"

"Go and confess!"

Deng Liang glanced at the mobile phone on the table, "Can't you make a call?"

Fifteen turned his back and waved at him, "This broken phone can't be unlocked, I want to go face to face!"

"Oh." Deng Liang looked back, blinked, and glanced at the mobile phone on the table, "This is my mobile phone, it's strange that you can unlock it..."

Fifteen drank quite a lot, and when he left the bar, he couldn't even tell the difference between the south, the north, and the north.Or to be more precise, he didn't even go out the door of the bar, but he wandered to the door of the bar's toilet by himself, dragged the door handle hard, and stubbornly believed that this was the door.

"Sir, do you need help?"

A familiar woman's voice rang in his ears. Looking back fifteen years, he couldn't tell who it was based on the vague outline.

"You, get out of the way! I want, get out!"

He withdrew his gaze, muttered, and pulled the door with his hands at the same time.

The woman raised her eyebrows, showing an embarrassed look, "Sir, are you drunk, this...is the women's toilet."

"Huh? Women's toilet?" Shiwu stopped his hand and looked up. There was a pattern drawn on it. He couldn't see it clearly, but he had an intuition that it must not be the pattern of the women's toilet.

He waved his hand and pushed the noisy woman away, "Don't bother me! I want to go out! Don't strike up a conversation with me! I'm not free now!"

"..."

The woman took a few steps back and silently regarded Shiwu's behavior as a drunken madness.

She quickly turned around and beckoned to a man, "There is a drunk guest here, please take it there."

"Ah? Okay." The man took a step forward, wanting to help Shiwu, but was pushed away by Shiwu cunningly.

"Get out! I want to go out!" Fifteen frowned, almost swearing at someone, throwing out swear words casually.But he also has a baby face, and when he scolds with his brows, he looks extraordinarily lacklustre.

"Sir, listen to me first—" The woman standing beside her covered her lips and laughed, and she stepped forward and was about to admonish her personally, when the cell phone in Shiwu's pocket rang.

Fifteen was stunned, raised his eyes to glance at the woman, and continued to twist the doorknob indifferently.

"Sir, your phone is ringing." The woman kindly reminded.

"Mine?" Fifteen frowned, wondering, and reached into his pocket for the phone.He remembered that he threw the phone on the table and didn't take it away?

"It's really mine." Taking out the phone, he muttered, opened his mouth in surprise, squinted his eyes, and stretched out his fingertips to swipe the answer button.

However, he was so drunk that his eyes were blurred, and he still didn't listen to the instructions. He almost hung up the phone several times.

"Let me help you." The woman next to her couldn't bear to look any longer, stretched out her hand, and swiped lightly on the screen.

The call was connected, and Shiwu couldn't even read the characters on the caller ID on the screen, so he put the phone to his ear.

"Hey?"

The ending of the sound was lengthened, and Fifteen Zui's speech was no longer smooth.

On the other side of the phone, there was a silent electric sound, and no one made a sound.

Fifteen frowned, and waited for a long while, "If you don't speak, I'll hang up!"

"..." It was still quiet.

Fifteen took down the phone and stared at the screen of the call, "That bastard! You're making harassing calls to me!"

After speaking, he stretched out his fingertips and was about to hang up.What I didn't expect was that I, who was all focused on the phone, would suddenly stagger and fall heavily to the ground.

There was a bang, and the sound was violent.It scared a man and a woman standing next to him.

"Sir! Sir! Are you okay?" The man stepped forward and helped him up.

"Bring the person to the front first." The woman motioned to the man, bent down and picked up the mobile phone on the ground.

There was a woman's voice on the phone asking anxiously. She paused for a moment, not sure if it was right to do so, "Hello, that gentleman just now was drunk and was taken away by our staff."

"Drunk? Where's the address? I'll pick him up, thank you!"

Seeing two people walking past him with support, Deng Liang rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had made a mistake. He leaned on the table and managed to see clearly the drunken fifteen in the man's hand.

"Damn! Didn't you leave? Why are you back again?"

Fifteen was drunk and unconscious, and moved his fingertips twice.

Seeing that the two of them knew each other, the man saved trouble, and directly threw Fifteen at Deng Liang's desk.Deng Liang raised his hand to pick it up, but forgot that he was also quite drunk. When he got up, he brought a chair down and fell to the ground with Shiwu in his arms.

There was a loud bang, and the few remaining people in the bar looked back. Shiwu and Deng Liang on the ground grinned in pain.

The man who had just walked a few steps came back again, helped them up one by one, and patted the shoulder of Deng Liang, who was still awake, "Brother, do you have a mobile phone? Call someone to pick you up."

Deng Liang raised his eyes in a daze, looked at the man's face for a long time, and then nodded, "Nonsense! Of course I have a mobile phone!"

man:"……"

"Take it out, I'll call someone to pick it up for you." The man raised his eyebrows and spread his palms.

Deng Liang first touched the phone subconsciously, and then hid the phone behind his back, "Why did you give it to you?"

man:"……"

He took a step forward and took the phone directly from Deng Liang's hand.Deng Liang staggered to his feet and wanted to grab the phone, but the man just grabbed Deng Liang's hand and pressed the fingerprint to unlock it.

"Do you believe that I still hit you when I'm drunk?" Deng Liang frowned dangerously. After he was drunk, he could not speak clearly, but judging by his size, he was enough to suppress others.

The man was probably really afraid that Deng Liang would do something, so he said dumbfounded, "Sir, you are drunk, let me call your friend to pick you up."

Hearing this, Deng Liang slowly looked away, and gave him a dissatisfied look, "Speak carefully, speak carefully, make it clear, will I give you a mobile phone?"

man:"……"

There is a lesson to be learned from heaven and earth, he really made it very clear just now!

Not to argue with drunks is the first rule in their shop.The man said it silently a few times to calm himself down, opened the address book, and looked at him sideways, "Sir, which friend would you like to pick you up? Or...girlfriend?"

Which pot is not opened!girlfriend!Deng Liang felt choked up when he heard these three words.

He slapped the table and looked at him angrily, "If I had a girlfriend, would I come here to drink and get drunk?!"

Speaking of this sentence, his articulation is clear.

"I'm sorry, sir, but there are... no contacts in your address book." The man smiled awkwardly, and turned the phone to turn the address book interface in front of him.

Deng Liang frowned. As a soldier who often needs to go on urgent missions, he habitually recorded the number in his mind. He never used such things as the address book.

"177..." He casually reported a number, "You dial this number."