After being bound by the cute new system, I took the whole place flying

After all, there are so many planes of emotions as the basis. Seeing Song Zhimo's pitiful appearance now, Si Qing couldn't help but feel a pang of distress in his heart.

There was a smell of alcohol lingering on the tip of his nose. Si Qing understood that Song Zhimo probably drank a lot tonight, otherwise he would not have the courage to climb stairs to his room at night.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes. Although he was fully mentally prepared, the moment he opened his eyes and saw Song Zhimo, Si Qing couldn't help being shocked.

In my memory, he was always a refined and noble man, but now he looked so decadent. His eyeballs were filled with red bloodshot eyes, his hair had become messy, and his suit jacket had been stained with some wrinkles. He must have been climbing the stairs just now. It gets wrinkled from time to time.

The white shirt was stained a lot, and the collar was wide open, exposing the collarbone. He looked like a homeless puppy in distress.

Thinking like this, Si Qing couldn't help but sit up, and Song Zhimo's hand slipped down.

"Yaoya..."

The man's eyes seemed to contain a thousand words, and he didn't know where to start, so he could only turn them into this sincere call.

Si Qing pursed his lips slightly, reached out and took the man's hands hanging on the bed. He saw some scratches on the bones of the hands and rubbed them gently.

"You are quite brave. You climbed directly from the ground to the second floor. Aren't you afraid that you would fall and die?"

Perhaps because alcohol had numbed his brain, Song Zhimo had almost lost the ability to think, let alone being loudly accused in front of Si Qing.

He only knows one thing now, that is, Si Qing is very angry now, and this is all his fault.

Suddenly he started to blame himself again. He wanted to stand up from the ground, but unexpectedly, his body seemed to be out of control and he fell back heavily. Not caring about his current embarrassment, Song Zhimo quickly raised his head and stared closely. Si Qing said in an almost pleading tone:

"Yaoyao, I was wrong. I shouldn't have made you angry. You can do whatever you want, just don't ignore me or ignore me, okay."

It was as if a sharp sword had pierced her chest. There was a bitterness and soreness in her chest. For the first time, Si Qing felt that she might have done something wrong this time.

No matter how much you want to play, you shouldn't use this man's feelings as a bargaining chip.

With this thought in mind, Si Qing stretched out his arms, put them on the man's shoulders, and gently pulled him upwards.

"I'm not angry with you. The ground is cold. Can you come to bed first?"

Suddenly rising from hell to heaven, Song Zhimo felt a little dizzy. He followed Si Qing's pull and instinctively exerted his strength. Then he saw the dirt on his body, frowned slightly, and took off his coat. Then he sat on Si Qing's bed.

"It's dirty, it will make the beautiful bed dirty."

"It doesn't matter. If it's Ah Mo, I won't look for him. Ah Mo is the cleanest and nicest boy in the world. How can he be dirty?"

Seeing Song Zhimo sitting on his bed, Si Qing couldn't help but feel a little softer. He stretched out his hand to take care of Song Zhimo's messy hair.

"Ah Mo, I have forgiven you for the photo a long time ago. I am angry now because you don't take your body seriously. This is the second floor, which is much higher than the average second floor. If you are on During the climb, your hands and feet cramped and you fell. Even if you don't fall to death, hemiplegia will still be very painful. If you really fall and something goes wrong, how do you want me to live the rest of my life?"

Hearing what Si Qing said, Song Zhimo came to life completely. His brain was just numbed by alcohol and his reaction was a little slow, but it didn't mean that he was stupid or had poor understanding.

On the contrary, he felt that he had never been so responsive before, and he immediately stretched out his hand to hug Si Qing into his arms.

"Yao Yao, Yao Yao, can I understand that you also like me? You are willing to be with me."

Si Qing stretched out his hand to wrap around the man's waist and nodded gently. Feeling Si Qing's strength, Song Zhimo's lips almost reached the corners of his eyes with laughter.

"Yaoyao, yaoyao..."

It turns out that when people are extremely excited, they really don't know what to say. Song Zhimo instinctively called Si Qing's name, and Si Qing gently responded.

After an unknown amount of time, Si Qing patted Song Zhimo on the shoulder and motioned for him to let go of him.

"It's so late and you're like this. I don't trust you to go back. If I go back with you and come back again, I'm afraid of waking my parents up again and again. You'll sleep here tonight. Bar."

Hearing what Si Qing said, Song Zhimo couldn't help but start to get excited.

"Look at how dirty you've made yourself, can you clean yourself up? There are clean towels in the bathroom, just use that. I don't have the clothes you're wearing here, so just make do with what you have. Just wrap it up."

"When my parents go to work tomorrow, I will go to my dad's closet to find some clean clothes for you."

Song Zhimo stood up obediently with his head lowered, nodded, and then ran into the bathroom without even closing the door.

Si Qing raised his eyebrows slightly. Song Zhimo's little thoughts were too obvious. Did he really think she would go in?

Si Qing took out his cell phone and looked at the time displayed on the screen. It was already half past one in the morning. He was really tired from all the hard work this night. Even if she gave him a chance today to show off his male prowess, then he You also have to have the energy to do it.

I'm so drunk that I'm unconscious. Are you sure you can still stand up?

Si Qing couldn't help but smile, then put the phone aside, got back into bed again, closed his eyes, and fell asleep beautifully, waiting for Song Zhimei to clean up his whole body, inside and out, When he came out wearing only a bath towel, he expected to be greeted by Secretary Qing's admiring eyes, but unexpectedly he saw the woman wrapped in a quilt and sleeping soundly. For a moment, she felt discouraged.

Song Zhimo had a good drinking capacity. After taking a shower in the bathroom, he had almost sobered up. Seeing the girl's expression of falling asleep with her eyes open, Song Zhimo smiled helplessly.

Originally, he didn't want to do anything tonight. After all, this was still in someone else's house, and his parents were still there. It was really not polite to do those things here for the first time.

Moreover, he wanted to keep the best things between the two of them on the night of their wedding.

He thought that it must be a very memorable thing. With this thought, he wiped off all the water drops on his body and found another quilt from Si Qing's closet.