President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

The manager just went to deal with the aftermath, and when he came back, the situation suddenly changed, and he was so stunned that he almost lost his composure: "Why are you still drinking!"

The butler had mixed feelings: "The conditions... are too tempting."

Duan Ming was at a loss: "What??"

It took a while for Liang Xiao to fully recover from the alcohol, and he sat calmly on Mr. Huo's lap with his shoulders back, put the cup on top of his head, and hiccupped.

……

It was inconvenient for the butler to explain on the spot, so he dragged Duan Ming along to explain to the organizer that Mr. Liang and Mr. Huo had left early.

Jiang Pingchao was ashamed when something like this happened at a good reception.Chi Che was calm when dealing with it, turned back to the backstage, and directly scolded and cried several working groups responsible for screening guests.

Hearing Duan Ming said that he wanted to leave early, Chi Che tried his best to suppress his anger, and personally took someone to prepare to send it off, but was stopped by the housekeeper in time: "Don't bother, we can just leave by ourselves."

Chi Che frowned: "It was our fault, and we will be responsible for the whole process."

"Everyone didn't expect it." The housekeeper was considerate: "I have focused on Long Tao, I didn't expect this, Mr. Huo and Mr. Liang didn't plan to pursue responsibility."

The butler raised his head, glanced at Jiang Pingchao secretly, and explained in a low voice: "Yes...it's really inconvenient."

Chi Che suddenly reacted, his face became hot, and he barely stopped talking.

The butler stopped at the point and said no more.

Chi Che had almost understood, blushed and didn't insist anymore, and asked someone to open a green passage, and sent the few people out of the reception safely.

In the nanny's car, Mr. Liang was already a little uneasy.

The manager was quickly dragged to the car behind by the butler. Huo Lan held Liang Xiao in his arms, almost daring not to touch him: "Sit down, go back first—"

Liang Xiao tugged at his sleeve: "qaq."

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan closed his mouth, picked up the man, and carefully put it back on his lap.

He had already heard about the setting that Liang Xiao would cry when he was drunk, Huo Lan was worried that he would be sad, so he hugged him to his chest and patted his back lightly: "I am here."

Liang Xiao fumbled for the safety rope for a long time but couldn't find it, so he took the next best thing, hugged Huo Lan tightly with his hands and feet, and tied his head around Huo Lan's neck in relief.

Huo Lan folded his arms and kissed his temples.

Liang Xiao's body has not yet recovered well, his body has been cold all year round, and now he is wrapped in wine so warm that his hands are rarely warmed, and his neck is still in a daze.

Huo Lan closed his eyes, tried his best to calm down the pheromone, and shook him lightly: "Liang Xiao."

Liang Xiao's eyes were a little red, and there was water in his eyes, he raised his head and grinned at him in a daze.

"..." Huo Lan's chest was poked into a sieve.

Huo Lan didn't want to call him anymore, and hugged him tightly, protecting him into his arms.

Mr. Huo took precautions, contacted the housekeeper, and prepared an inhibitor for himself in advance.

……

When he arrived at the villa, Mr. Liang had roughly turned into a puddle.

Mr. Huo spent some effort, and finally persuaded Mr. Liang to believe that the plane had landed, and he helped Mr. Liang unbuckle his seat belt, and coaxed Mr. Liang to get out of the car with a bilingual prompt.

Liang Xiao was dubious: "Are you home?"

"We're home." Huo Lan helped him to stand firm, took off his coat and wrapped him tightly, "We're at the door of our house now."

Liang Xiao thought about it carefully, connected with the settings of Mr. Huo's private jet, perfected the logic, and nodded.

Huo Lan patted his head: "Is it cold?"

Liang Xiao wasn't cold, but he didn't want to return the clothes, so he shook his head while clutching the thick coat tightly.

Huo Lan pursed his lips and kissed his forehead.

"Let's go back to the villa."

Huo Lan hugged Liang Xiao and leaned against him, and patiently told him: "This is a door, this is a step... This is not a stone lion."

Liang Xiao's safety awareness was more than one level higher than usual when he was drunk, and Huo Lan had roughly adapted to the journey back, and hugged Mr. Liang from the sculpture.

Huo Lan embraced him, patted his back lightly, and pushed open the door with one hand: "There are many people in the villa, so it's safe."

The butler came back early, and made arrangements in advance, saying that Mr. Huo and Mr. Liang were coming back.

Huo Lan pushed open the door, not only the waiters, but even the bodyguards were strictly do not look at evil, squatting in the room did not dare to come out.

The huge villa was empty and deserted.

Huo Lan: "..."

Liang Xiao: "!!"

Liang Xiao turned around slowly in separate shots, hung on his arm, and was about to run out slowly.

Huo Lan was startled, and hastily stopped him: "Liang Xiao."

Liang Xiaohui's eyes were like torches: "Our Mr. Huo's villa is not like this!"

Huo Lan also felt that his villa shouldn't be like this, and really didn't know how to explain it, so he whispered: "Don't go, I—"

Liang Xiao ran dozens of steps in place, and found that he couldn't get out of the gate of the villa, and his guard became more and more serious: "I won't do it!"

Huo Lan was startled: "What?"

Liang Xiao struggled several times, but he was completely limp and drunk, unable to break free from Huo Lan's arm, and went to touch his wrist again.

He took off his bracelet, and gave Duan Ming his watch at the reception. After fumbling for a long time, he poked it hard several times, and leaned over to say a few vague words.

Huo Lan saw that he suddenly slammed his wrist hard, and was a little worried, so he trapped him in his arms: "What's wrong?"

Liang Xiao didn't respond to him, Huo Lan frowned, lowered his head and listened attentively.

Facing the empty wrist, Liang Xiao muttered to him: "Huo Lan..."

Huo Lan suddenly understood, felt a sudden pain, held his breath and stood firm: "I am here."

"I'm here." Huo Lan's chest seemed to be stabbed by dozens of knives, his voice became hoarse, and he held Liang Xiao's wrist into his arms, "You have not been framed, not a trap, we are at home... "

Liang Xiao raised his head after reacting for a long time, and his somewhat distracted eyes settled on his face.

Two seconds later, Liang Xiao's eyes brightened with surprise, and he babbled on his face: "Huo Lan."

Huo Lan tightly guarded him, his eyes burning hot: "Yes."

Liang Xiao stared at him blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly came to his senses, and turned back to groping around himself.

Huo Lan didn't know what Liang Xiao was looking for, so he tried his best to help him stand still: "What do you want? I'll ask someone to get it—"

Liang Xiao rummaged into the last pocket, and finally found a spare restraining sticker. After tossing and tearing for a long time, he couldn't tear it off, so he stuffed it into his hand: "Quick, stick it on for me."

Huo Lan suddenly heard his clear and fluent words, startled, subconsciously took over.

Liang Xiao raised his hand, slapped Huo Lan's nose and mouth shut, and quickly lowered his voice: "Don't pant, just stick it to me and you'll be fine. Go away."

Liang Xiao was so drunk that he couldn't stand still, he confirmed the direction of the door, and swayed him to stop behind him persistently.

Huo Lan's chest was crushed by more than a dozen knives, and there was a faint fishy smell in his throat, and he hugged him forcefully: "I won't go."

Liang Xiao was a little anxious: "No way!"

Huo Lang couldn't bear the pain anymore, he tightened his arms and leaned over, kissing the truth that Mr. Liang still wanted to explain to him.

"I won't go anymore." Huo Lan moved away a little, said hoarsely, "I'll take you home."

Liang Xiao wanted to teach him not to love children, but he was startled when he heard this, he opened his mouth and didn't make a sound.

"In the future... I must remember."

Huo Lan lowered his head and kissed his wrist: "Remember to call me, if you call me, I will definitely come."

Huo Lan stared at him, and his eyes fell into Liang Xiao's eyes that were still a little dazed: "You must call me."

Liang Xiao touched the place on his wrist where he was kissed, and was stunned for a while, his ears turned red, his whole body suddenly disappeared, and he lowered his head and grinned.

Huo Lan closed his eyes, and his eyes were hot.

Huo Lan hugged Liang Xiao's legs, hugged him horizontally, and went upstairs quickly.

After confirming that he was by Huo Lan's side, when Mr. Liang was carried into the bedroom, he was so relaxed that he almost shed twice.

Huo Lan scooped him up and carefully placed him on the bed. As soon as he got up, his sleeves were pulled.

Huo Lan just wanted to fetch water for him, and came back with strength, leaned over and said softly, "What do you want?"

Liang Xiao was aggrieved, and muttered: "Ask for advice..."

Huo Lan was startled: "What—"

Huo Lan suddenly came back to his senses, the pinnae of his ears unconsciously heated up, and he took Liang Xiao's hand and held it back.

Huo Lan sat back, pulled Liang Xiao into his arms as hard as he could, and supported him to lean on: "I can..."

At the reception, it was to convince Liang Xiao that he would not act recklessly. When it came time to speak, Huo Lang instinctively still found it difficult to speak.

After being stared at by Mr. Liang for a while, Huo Lang closed his eyes, pursed the corner of his lower lip, and gently kissed Liang Xiao's ear: "Can you... undress Mr. Liang?"

Liang Xiao was very excited: "Yes!"

He answered too loudly, and Huo Lan pressed against his ear, stunned by the shock: "..."

Seeing Mr. Liang consciously wrestling with the button, Huo Lan was not at ease, and took his hand away: "I'll do it."

Liang Xiao stepped aside consciously, lowered his gaze, and watched as Huo Lan helped him unbutton the formal dress one by one.

Huo Lang touched the temperature behind his ear, not very relieved: "Is it cold?"

Liang Xiao shook his head wholeheartedly.

Huo Lan took off his coat for him, hung it aside, hesitated for a while, and slowly helped him unbutton his shirt.

Liang Xiao was forced to straighten for a long time, feeling extremely uncomfortable, and couldn't wait to roll around on the bed a few times, exercising his stiff muscles and bones.

Huo Lan couldn't help laughing, and reached out to touch his head.

Without the shackles of the dress, Mr. Liang became much more active.

It took Huo Lan a lot of effort to pull him back to his side, and to control Liang Xiao from turning into a puddle, and finally put away the dress, with a faint layer of sweat on his forehead.

Liang Xiao's whole body was red and hot, almost scalded, and he was so stimulated that he collapsed on the bed and was dying.

Huo Lan handed over the gown to the staff who finally showed up for washing, and asked someone to make hangover soup and bring it over. When he turned around, there was no one in the bedroom.

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan was vaguely uneasy, and took a few steps towards the balcony, when he suddenly heard a faint sound coming from the bathroom.

Huo Lan walked over quickly: "Liang Xiao?"

There was a bang in the bathroom, as if something had hit the wall.

Huo Lang couldn't let go, opened the door and went in, saw Liang Xiao bumping his head against the wall, frowned and stretched out his hand to stop him: "What's wrong?"

Liang Xiao was pounding on the wall numbly, and found that the touch didn't feel right after pounding it a few times, and looked up in despair.

Huo Lan met his gaze, looked carefully, and caressed between his brows: "Are you awake?"

"I can wake up for a while." Liang Xiao was woken up by his own wave, his face was flushed, "I don't want to live anymore..."

Huo Lan's chest tightened when he heard this, his expression sank, he wrapped him in his arms, touched the place where he knelt, bowed his head and took a few breaths.

Liang Xiao was tightly hooped on his shoulders, felt the strength in Huo Lan's arms, felt a little regretful, patted his back and patted him softly: "I'm talking nonsense."

Huo Lan closed his eyes, surrounded him and whispered, "I'll wash it for you."

Liang Xiao was startled: "No need!"

Huo Lan: "..."

Afraid of freezing him, Huo Lan suppressed the pheromone with all his strength, and then moved away a little.

Liang Xiao looked at the curling steam above President Huo's head: "..."

Every time he gets drunk, Liang Xiao can be sober for a while, the time can be long or short.After this period is over, most of them can still struggle with everything until they are exhausted and fall asleep until the next day.

Huo Lan's description was too tempting, Liang Xiao really couldn't hold back, at that time his mind was filled with enthusiasm, and now he was vaguely aware that something was wrong.

When the spirit of drinking comes up later, if Huo Lan happens to help him take a bath in the bathroom, maybe he can really force them to let Boss Huo go out of the snow and soak in the hot water in the bathtub while building a snowman.

The stamina of vodka was stronger than that of beer. Liang Xiao felt dizzy and aching. He tried his best to find a way of thinking, but stumbled, "I... I'm afraid I'll mess around."

Liang Xiao lowered his head, turned red and hot, and cut his heart out: "I'm afraid that I will drag you into the bathtub together, sit on your lap, turn on the shower, and force you to hug my waist..."

The snowflakes flew over his head for a moment, Liang Xiao looked up in a daze, and before he could react, Huo Lan was already clutching the inhibitor, and staggered out of the bathroom quickly.