smell you

Song Zeyou drank three glasses of red wine, his cheeks were flushed, and his expression was a little unnatural.

The red wine has a strong stamina, and with Song Zeyou's drinking capacity, it probably won't take long to get drunk.

Li Zhexi quickly stood up to help block the wine.

"You are all elders, young man Xiao Song can't drink so much, I'll help him drink."

Seeing Song Zeyou's innocent face, these people really want to drink him out, and Li Zexi will be the first to spare them old bones.

At that moment, someone said: "People say to replace wine with tea, but today we will replace wine with drinks, Xiao Li, you can't see enough for one, wait a minute, every VIP in the private room is waiting for you to pay respects."

"Come, let's have a drink together. Today's focus is on food tasting."

Song Zeyou propped his head on one hand, feeling that his mind was getting worse and worse.

Li Zhexi said in a low voice: "Why don't you know how to drink and clash with someone? What do you think? How much is this?"

Song Zeyou closed his eyes, then opened them wide again, but the fingers in front of him were still doubled.

He shook his head, stroked the fingers in front of his eyes vigorously, and turned to stare at Li Zhexi.

"Do you know that yellow croakers were rotten on the street in the past, if you spend [-] yuan to buy a yellow croaker, you must be sick, I don't even like to eat it!!!"

Li Zhexi was dumbfounded, immediately stood up, and smiled awkwardly at everyone: "He's drunk...don't make trouble."

There is no one who can drink this much.

Song Zeyong said that Song Zeyou poured red wine in a glass, but the total of the three toasts may not have a glass.

"It's so unpalatable, 10 yuan is enough to make it like this..." Song Zeyou slammed his hands on the table.

Everyone was in a mess: "..."

Li Zhexi stretched out his arms to embrace Song Zeyou, and hurriedly called the waiter to help him: "Go to the front desk and get a suite... He seems to be very drunk, you guys eat first..."

After finishing speaking, he supported Song Zeyou vigorously and led him out of the 8888 private room.

As a fake girlfriend, Xiaoqi had to do enough acting, and now her boyfriend was too drunk to talk nonsense, so she couldn't sit on Mount Tai, so she had to follow them out.

The waiter quickly came over with the room card.

"Mr. Yan heard that Director Li wanted to open a room, so he opened the presidential suite."

As soon as she entered the elevator, Xiaoru squeezed the waiter away, grabbed Song Zeyou's hand, supported his body, and tried to show her girlfriend to be considerate and get closer to Li Zhexi.

When Song Zeyou saw her, he said loudly, "Xiao Ru, listen to me, don't go to Li Zhexi."

Xiao Ru's eyes widened, and Li Zhexi on the other side was surprised.

The two waiters, one in front and the other in the back, looked at each other with their eyes, nose, nose, and heart, their ears were stunned, and they were listening upright.

Song Zeyou held Xiaoru's hand back hard: "Li Zhexi is insidious and cunning and does his own way. If you are targeted by him, there will be no bones left—vomit—"

The brand new expensive carpet in the hotel elevator was an instant tragedy.

Xiao Ru screamed, broke free, and retreated to the corner of the elevator.

Li Zhexi put one hand under Song Zeyou's armpit, with a gloomy expression.

The two waiters also covered their mouths and noses, and looked at Li Zhexi timidly.

Li Zhexi: "Remember to issue a cleaning invoice, and don't forget to send the bill to the presidential suite. By the way, the presidential suite bill should also be sent to Mr. Song Zeyou."

The three bystanders silently lit the wax for Song Zeyou in their hearts.

Li Zhexi had mixed feelings in his heart.

What is insidious and cunning?

What does it mean to do one's own thing?

Co-authoring him cannibalize people without spitting out bones! ! !

He has done so much, that's how Song Zeyou treats him! ! !

I would have my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminates the ditch.

Li Zhexi's legs and feet were not fully intact, and he couldn't hold on for long. As soon as he left the elevator, two waiters helped Song Zeyou into the presidential suite.

Thankfully it's winter, just some vomit splashed on the coat, just take it off for dry cleaning.

"That's right, don't forget the dry cleaning bill." Li Zhexi gritted his teeth.

The two waiters nodded and left. As soon as they left the door of the room, the two of them almost burst out laughing, running around spreading the latest violent headlines.

Within a few minutes, everyone in the hotel knew about Li Zhexi being cursed in circles.

Song Zeyou was lying on the big bed, covered with a snow-white quilt, motionless, as if he had fallen asleep peacefully.

Li Zhexi looked at Xiaoru indifferently, "How long are you going to pretend to be his girlfriend?"

Xiao Ru bit her lower lip, feeling a little timid in her heart.

"Are you going downstairs to continue eating now, or should I ask the driver to take you back to Xinshi?"

Xiaoru summoned up her courage: "I'm his girlfriend, of course I want to stay here with him, why is Zeyou awake, let's go back to Xinshi together when we wake up."

Li Zhexi sneered and said, "You are just his successor for his previous job, don't think I don't know."

Xiao Ru blushed, and her thoughts changed: "That... I didn't mean it, I promised Zeyou to be his fake girlfriend for a day, and I will be one day."

"It really is fake."

"..." Nima, it turned out he was cheating on her.

Xiao Ru was bitter, she was too insidious and cunning.

Li Zhexi's expression softened a lot, and he said to Xiaoru, "What are you doing standing up, sit inside."

The two arrived at the reception room, where there was a comfortable sofa and a plate of snacks and fruits on the coffee table.

"Before I went to cut the ribbon, you, Xiao Song and my mother, what did the three of you talk about?"

Xiaoru told the truth: "Actually, your mother's secretary took me to another room, where I had been listening to the admission of the Meditation Association, so I didn't know what your mother and Zeyou were talking about."

"Are you going to a meditation session?"

Xiao Ru smiled awkwardly: "Just listen, there is no money."

Li Zhexi took out the business card holder from his arms, took out a business card and handed it to her.

"Find a way to get Xiao Song's words, and then call me, the matter is done, it will not be difficult to enter meditation."

Xiao Ru took the business card in fear.

Now she has no idea about Li Zhexi at all, no matter who is in Li Zhexi's hands, it's like being held in his hands to play with.

If you can enter the meditation meeting and learn so many B courses, your self-connotation will be improved, and the objects you introduce will be very different.

Xiaoru made up her mind and immediately became Li Zhexi's running dog.