The boss comes down the mountain, the shady second master is addicted to flirting

Qu Yanran rarely wore a long skirt under a down jacket.

The French-style waist-cinching style flatters her curvy figure.

Nude color tight jumpsuit, the legendary artifact for bare legs.

Her pretty little face was also flushed from the alcohol.

Her black hair was spread loosely, unlike her usual neat ponytail, exuding the beauty of a pure girl from the inside out. She was born with fair skin, which was different from Shen Xingchen's. It was slightly pink and as soft as jade.

Qu Yanran's feet were floating.

She drank a lot tonight.

Red, white, beer...

Mixed.

When I drink it, I don’t realize that the stamina is really strong.

My head aches.

She also called her special assistant before coming down. Her vision was blurred and everything she saw was a double image.

One accidentally bumped into Shen Xingchen's arms.

She looked up and apologized subconsciously: "I'm sorry..."

Shen Xingchen was also very drunk and looked down at the person in his arms.

He said he was sorry.

The body is quite honest.

Perhaps because he was afraid of falling, he actually used both hands to grab the clothes on both sides of his body.

Her face was flushed.

His breath smelled of hot alcohol.

Pretty.

Jiaohan.

The big eyes are watery.

There was no guard in his eyes.

Confused and soft.

She looks like a heartless, stupid beauty.

The delicate body and soft body hit Shen Xingchen's heart immediately.

Where did this little girl come from?

Being able to drink like this in Mansion No. 9 means that the family has some financial resources. If not, he is the daughter of an aristocratic family in the capital circle.

Shen Xingchen quickly searched in his mind, but he couldn't remember who this soft, cute little girl was.

Qu Yanran was really different tonight than in the past.

There is no trace of his usual toughness.

So delicate and delicate.

Shen Xingchen's heartbeat was very fast, and he held her with both hands: "You...no, are you okay?"

Qu Yanran shook her head and banged her head into his arms: "No...it's okay, I'm just a little...a little dizzy. Can I...can I let you lean on me for a while?"

The little girl is cute and clumsy.

His whole body was so soft that he seemed to have no bones.

Shen Xingchen seemed to be possessed: "You...you've come closer, and you still ask this...is it interesting?"

Both were drunk.

He spoke awkwardly.

His breath was mixed with the smell of alcohol.

Qu Yanran smiled "hehe": "I'm sorry... I'm just... too dizzy... I, I have someone... to pick me up, just stay close for a while..."

Shen Xingchen's special assistant arrived earlier than Qu Yanran's.

From a distance, he saw his eldest young master holding Miss Qu in his arms.

He was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

His eldest young master is definitely drunk!

He actually hugged Miss Qu!

If this waits for him to wake up...

Qi Yuan's heart was beating wildly and he walked forward quickly: "Young Master."

Shen Xingchen looked at him: "You are finally... here. First, take this young lady home first."

"Ah?" Qi Yuan was dumbfounded: "No, young master, are you... are you serious? You mean to send Miss Qu home? Do you know who she is? She is Miss Qu."

Miss Qu?

Which Miss Qu?

Shen Xingchen's mind was filled with confusion: "Who do you care she is? Are you...a relative of yours?"

Qi Yuan shook his head: "Don't dare..."

Shen Xingchen fumbled around in his pocket a few times, his movements slow, and it took him a long while to take out the key and hand it to him: "Drive... out the car."

Qi Yuan took the key, but he was stunned.

Shen Xingchen frowned dissatisfied: "You...didn't you hear? Let...let you drive."

Qi Yuan hesitated again and again, but finally unlocked the car, drove the car out of the parking space, and then got out of the car and opened the rear compartment door.

Shen Xingchen half supported and half hugged Qu Yanran: "Miss, I...shall I take you home?"

Qu Yanran had a headache at the moment.

Memory confusion.

Blurred consciousness.

The last thought on my mind was to go home.

As for who picks her up and who sends her off, it doesn't seem to matter.

He nodded almost without thinking.

Shen Xingchen helped her get into the car.

They all hang out in the capital circle, so Qi Yuan certainly knows which community Qu Yanran lives in.

That's it for now, let's send the person home first and then talk about it.

This time Qi Yuan sent Qu Yanran home.

In just over two minutes, Qu Yanran's special assistant Wang Yuqi arrived.

Qu Yanran's car is still there, but the person is not there.

She called Qu Yanran.

Qu Yanran got into the car, her head still leaning on Shen Xingchen, grabbing his clothes. Feeling her phone moving in her bag, she slowly took it out and swiped to answer it, then said drunkenly: "Hello?"

Wang Yuqi's voice came from the other side: "Mr. Qu, I'm at the underground parking lot of Mansion No. 9. It's right next to your car. Which box are you in? Shall I go upstairs to pick you up?"

"No... no need." Qu Yanran drank too much, and even her tone of voice was softer and lazier than usual: "I, I'm in the car, you... you don't have to, no need."

In the car?

Wang Yuqi blinked, thinking that it was Qu Yanran who had taken a taxi. He was an adult and he was her boss, so she didn't ask any more questions: "Okay, Mr. Qu, please go to bed early."

"Yes." Qu Yanran responded and put the phone into her pocket.

When she answered the phone.

Shen Xingchen kept staring down at her.

Tonight is New Year's Eve, and the night view of the capital is more gorgeous and beautiful than usual. The light and neon lights from outside came through the car window and fell on her little face, which was red from the alcohol. The light and shadow flow, bright and dark, which is pleasing to the eye. Her voice was shaky when she spoke, and her facial features were delicate and agile. The whole person looks particularly confused and soft, clumsy and cute.

Watch and watch.

Shen Xingchen only felt that his mouth was dry.

There was an unprecedented feeling of depression in my heart.

Qi Yuan quickly drove the car outside the villa complex where Qu Yanran lived.

The security guard stopped the car.

Qi Yuan opened the rear window and the security guard saw Qu Yanran and a handsome man. The two sat side by side, Qu Yanran leaning on the man. He recognized Qu Yanran and was sure she was the owner, so he raised the pole and let her go. I'm still thinking, when did Miss Qu get a boyfriend? That man was so good-looking, so white that he shone brightly at night. It looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before, but it looks familiar!

The car drove all the way in and stopped at the entrance of the eight villa compound.

Qi Yuan got off the car and opened the rear compartment door.

Shen Xingchen helped Qu Yanran get out of the car.

Although Qu Yanran was drunk, she was not unconscious yet. Every part of my home is too familiar. She used the password and fingerprint to unlock the big iron door, walked straight in, and unlocked the door inside.

Shen Xingchen supported her and was about to enter.

Qi Yuan followed.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more magical, Qi Yuan stopped Shen Xingchen: "Young Master, Miss Qu is home, I will take you back."

Shen Xingchen glanced at him dissatisfied: "Why...you haven't left yet?"

Qi Yuan was speechless for a moment, but he knew very well that his eldest son and Miss Qu had been at odds for many years. It was a dark and windy night, and the man and woman were alone. They were all drunk, and they couldn't even recognize who they were. If something happens, he will definitely be the first to be held accountable tomorrow. He bites the bullet and persuades: "Young Master, you see it's getting so late and Miss Qu needs to rest. You'd better... I'll take you home." Bar."