my god is fiance

After the two bought the dishes, Zhao Yu also got a bunch of props such as the pot. Xiao Ye recruited a few secretaries to let them take the things up and deal with them first. He brought the two of them to the office. There was actually a person sitting behind Xiao Ye's desk, a blond foreigner.

"This is Derbidge, my colleague and friend." Xiao Ye said.

Yan Lan greeted Zhao Yu, and he wondered why Xiao Ye had time to come out to accompany them today, it turned out that it was because he had hired a helper.

He took Zhao Yu into the small restaurant in the office, and Xiao Ye walked up to derbidg, who looked up at him playfully: "That's your fiancee, she's pretty handsome."

"Yes." Xiao Ye looked down at what he was working on on the computer.

Derbidge patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'll take care of all these things, just don't forget to pay me overtime pay. Ah yes, I've already had lunch, so don't call me in to eat."

Xiao Ye glanced at him, turned around and entered the small restaurant as well.

The secretary had already washed the newly bought pots, filled them with water, put the seasoning on them, and brought them in. Plates of washed dishes were also served on the table one after another. Xiao Ye had to admire that Zhao Yu had quite a complete set of things to buy. Seeing him come Yan Lan walked over and pulled him to sit beside her: "Brother Xiao, won't that friend of yours come in and have something to eat?"

"He didn't come, he was helping me with something, and I paid him overtime pay." Xiao Ye said.

Now that the water is not boiling, Zhao Yu is mixing the seasonings, and the hot pot has been set up in such a grand way, which is much easier than Xiao Ye expected. He thought that his small dining table had placed all kinds of food, including Chinese food and Western food. Among the most expensive dishes, the only one I haven't tried is hot pot.

"Brother Ye, can you eat spicy food?" Zhao Yu asked with a spicy seasoning.

"Yes." Xiao Ye said.

"Well, Lan can't eat any spicy food, even the hot and sour powder." Zhao Yu smiled and added spicy ingredients to two of the three bowls.

"Really." Xiao Ye looked at Yan Lan, who immediately blushed and looked at Zhao Yu angrily.

Zhao Yu passed two bowls of different seasonings to the two of them as if he didn't see it, and continued: "Not only can't eat spicy food, but he also drinks water. Others drink by the bottle, and he counts by the glass."

"You're never finished!" Yan Lan was so angry that she almost jumped up.

"Oh? Then how many glasses can you drink?" Xiao Ye asked Yan Lan, adding vegetables to the boiling water.

"I..." Before Yan Lan finished speaking, Zhao Yu also picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of beef in, saying, "It's the end of the cup, hey, I remember that drinking, just when we had a classmate reunion, you didn't drink it." Will you be unconscious after drinking a cup?"

"You..." Yan Lan was so angry that she didn't know whether to send him away or leave by herself.

"Then let me drink two bottles with you," Xiao Ye said to Zhao Yu, "you can't drink too much at night if you have something to do. As for you," he looked at Yan Lan, "will you have some Coke, or iced tea?"

"Orange juice!" Yan Lan threw a large handful of Flammulina velutipes into the water.

The hot pot boiled the sliced ​​meat very quickly, Zhao Yu's meat was soaked in the water for a while, and he picked it up and ate it deliciously. Yan Lan also boiled a piece of mutton, after thinking about it, he still sent it to Xiao Ye's bowl.The secretary quickly brought four bottles of beer and a bottle of orange juice to the three of them. Zhao Yu opened a bottle of beer and poured Xiao Ye a glass.

Leaving aside some unpleasant episodes, Yan Lan felt that the hot pot meal was still very enjoyable. Two hours later, he drank the last sip of orange juice and leaned back in the chair, feeling his stomach had grown fatter.

"Would you like a sip?" Xiao Ye filled the last glass of wine and handed it to Yan Lan.

Yan Lan took a look at him, propped up his body and took the glass, Zhao Yu only had one glass of wine left, holding back a smile, he picked it up and touched Yan Lan lightly, and drank it down in one gulp.

Yan Lan didn't raise her own wine until he finished drinking it, and drank it all in one gulp.

He put the cup back on the table heavily, gasping for breath, his stomach was as hot as a fire.

"How do you feel?" Xiao Ye who had been watching him from the side asked.

"It's okay!" Yan Lan leaned back on the chair and hiccupped.

Zhao Yu laughed loudly, and said to Xiao Ye: "Brother Ye, when you come to our school again, I will treat you to dinner. Lan and I will go back in a while, because Shen Haining..."

Zhao Yu fell silent when he said this, Xiao Ye also felt that his shoulder was hit hard, and the two of them moved their eyes to Yan Lan together, only to see that he had put his head on Xiao Ye's shoulder, and had already fallen asleep.

"My God!" Zhao Yu said incredulously, "The effect of wine on him has caught up with Mongolian sweat medicine, and Mongolian sweat medicine is not so fast!"

"..." Xiao Ye looked helplessly at the person who used his shoulder as a pillow after only one drink, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Well, Brother Ye." Zhao Yu wiped off his sweat, "Then let Lan stay here for a while, I'll go back to the dormitory first, and Shen Haining asked us to go to Taihang Tower at [-] o'clock in the evening. Lan knows the location, and when you arrive Remind him."

"okay, I get it."

Xiao Ye helped Yan Lan to his chair, got up and sent Zhao Yu away, and when he came back, he hugged Yan Lan and sent him to the opposite bedroom.

"Hehe, are you drunk now?" Derbidge asked in surprise when passing by the outside room.

"En." Xiao Ye responded.

Xiao Ye hugged Yan Lan to the bed, took a towel and covered it, and wanted to leave, but his wrist suddenly tightened. He looked back, and at some point, the person on the bed had half-opened his eyes and was looking at him with a smile.

Xiao Ye was a little surprised, Yan Lan's face was very pale, because of the alcohol, there was a faint blush on his face, such an expression seemed naive, he was wondering what this man was doing by grabbing him, Yan Lan gave it a try Pulling, Xiao Ye was forced to sit back on the bed, and sighed helplessly.

"Brother Xiao." Yan Lan murmured softly, sat up slowly, put her hands around Xiao Ye, and moved her lips towards his.

"..." Xiao Ye was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head away. He didn't want Yan Lan to kiss him, or rather, he didn't want Yan Lan to kiss him when he was completely drunk.

Yan Lan kept moving, her lips pressed against Xiao Ye's face, it was so hot and soft that it was unbelievably hot, Xiao Ye's heart trembled slightly, Yan Lan's lips gradually slipped down, kissed behind the ear, and then all the way to the neck side.

"..." Xiao Ye couldn't explain how he felt, Yan Lan kept sucking on his neck, biting and licking slightly, Xiao Ye was itchy and hurt, but felt Very comfortable.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Lan finally stopped, Xiao Ye was still guessing his next move, but unexpectedly he let go of himself, fell backwards, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Xiao Ye sighed again, wondering if it was just a dream. There was no mirror in the bedroom, so he took out his mobile phone and switched it to selfie mode. Sure enough, his neck, which had been "□□" for so long before, was already bruised. There are several bright red marks, which are still in obvious positions and cannot be covered.

Taking back the phone, Xiao Ye glanced at the person on the bed, got up and left the bedroom.

"You're coming out," Derbidge raised his head when he heard the door opening, and immediately opened his eyes wide when he saw Xiao Ye's neck, "What's the matter?" He raised his hand to indicate the position.

"It's nothing." Xiao Ye walked towards him.

"I said, this must be your fiancée's kiss. It's only been less than a month and your relationship has developed quite quickly." Derbidge said happily.

Xiao Ye took a chair and sat down beside him, without answering, he didn't mind letting derbidge see these traces, but he didn't want to discuss anything with him.

This time his "hickey" was facing Derbidge, and the latter held back a smile and looked at it for a few times before looking away, pointing to the computer: "Look."

Xiao Ye saw that it was a piece of news published on the Internet, interviewing a new entrepreneur, Xiao Ying.

Derbidge smiled and said, "Xiao Ying started a business with the money given by your father a few years ago, and now it's finally turning around."

Xiao Ye looked at the photo of Xiao Ying published in the news. He was dressed in a smart suit and looked very energetic. He was exactly the same as his father decades ago. It was just that this face appeared in front of him. Xiao Ye didn't feel very happy. Comfortable.

Xiao Ying was born before Xiao Ye's mother married his father, and his father did not marry his mother. Xiao Ye had not spoken to him more than twenty words since he was a child, but he never had a fight, and he just refused to pay attention to each other. other side.

"Yes." Xiao Ye said lightly.

When Yan Lan woke up, she felt that the alcohol hadn't passed, her head was heavy, accompanied by dizziness, the effect could be achieved by drinking a glass of beer, and she was ashamed to face Jiang Dong's elders.Letting out a breath, he raised his head, only to see Xiao Ye sitting by the bed playing with his mobile phone.

"Brother Xiao." Yan Lan sat up.

"You're awake." Xiao Ye glanced at him, took a glass of water from the bedside table and handed it to him, "How do you feel?"

Yan Lan took a sip and rubbed her head: "I'm uncomfortable. I'm really not suitable for drinking. By the way, where is Zhao Yu?"

"He's going back first." Xiao Ye sighed softly, "It's not that you insist on being brave, I only planned to give you a drink."

Yan Lan stuck out her tongue: "I'm just not convinced that you all joined forces to laugh at my drinking capacity. Hey, what's wrong with your neck?"

Yan Lan finally noticed the mottled red marks on Xiao Ye's neck, which were actually very conspicuous against the backdrop of fair skin.

"It's nothing." Xiao Ye looked up at him, "I was bitten by a mosquito."

"How could a mosquito be bitten like this?" Yan Lan smiled, "I think it must have been kissed by someone? This is called 'hickey', isn't it?"

Yan Lan is no stranger to the word "hickey". It used to be seen on Zhao Yu's neck when he was in high school, and the kid even proudly introduced it to him.

"Hickey?" Xiao Ye frowned slightly, "In your opinion, who can leave such a thing for me?"

"Of course it's...uh..."

Yan Lan couldn't continue, she stared at Xiao Ye with wide eyes: "It can't be..."