Being petted by the old attack as a little cute

Jing Qiao dragged Zhang Ziyu to the room, and by the way, on the stairs, he coldly looked at the unconvinced people on the sofa as a warning.

Yue Yang lay on the sofa, gnawed on an apple, and was very disappointed that he didn't make a bridal chamber.

"We won't do anything to the little cutie, how did Jingqiao protect this little brat like this?"

"You didn't sleep last night, and you wrote a list of how to make trouble in the bridal chamber. Are you sure you don't want to take advantage of others?" Zhang Meng said lazily.

Gao Mingming rubbed his face: "Forget it, I think the cutie is also tired today."

Xu Feng followed suit and nodded: "I have known him for so many years, and he has never drunk."

A few people carried their coats and went out talking and laughing. Aunt Li and Aunt Su closed the door and started cleaning the living room.

Luo Ming's car was at the back, Yue Yang and the others drove away, Luo Ming got into the car, turned around and saw Xu Feng didn't get in the car, and was still standing outside.

"What's wrong?" Luo Ming got out of the car again and walked up to Xu Feng.

"Can I go home?" Xu Feng asked cautiously. He saw Zhang Ziyu and Jing Qiao get married today. The fit is stimulating.

He didn't know what he and Luo Ming were like.

Luo Ming looked at him and said lightly, "No."

Xu Feng was also annoyed by him, and growled: "If you say you can't, then you can't. Let me tell you, Luo Ming, I have nothing to do with you. I want to go home. I want to go to university in the future. In the future, I will be like Zhang Ziyu." Marry someone else!"

"It was all a misunderstanding that night. I don't care. Don't worry about it."

After finishing speaking, Xu Feng was about to leave.

Luo Ming snorted coldly, walked over and put a hand across Xu Feng's neck, pressed him firmly against the car door, and said, "Without my permission, you can't go anywhere."

"If you want to get married, it can only be with me."

Xu Feng's eyes were flushed by Luo Ming's inexplicable anger: "Let go of your mother's fart! Luo Ming, you are going to die!"

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"Mr. Jing, the hangover soup is ready." Aunt Su knocked on the door with the hangover soup.

"Sit down." Jing Qiao asked Zhang Ziyu to sit on the sofa, and went to the door to take the hangover soup from Aunt Su's hand.

The smell of hangover soup is not pleasant, and Zhang Ziyu has never drunk this thing, so he subconsciously avoided it when he smelled it.

Jing Qiao frowned, paused, put the sober soup on the table, pinched Zhang Ziyu's chin with one hand, forcing him to look up at himself.

"drunk?"

Zhang Ziyu shook his head: "No."

At the wedding before, they nodded generously and admitted that they would not admit that they were drunk when they got home.

"Drink by yourself or should I feed you?" Jing Qiao sat on the sofa beside him. He has no experience in taking care of people, especially this kind of good-looking little alcoholic who is clearly drunk but says he is not drunk.

Zhang Ziyu's cheeks were slightly flushed because of drinking, his eyes were dazed as if covered by a layer of mist. Hearing Jing Qiao's words, he pursed his lips and nodded.

"Shu~"

Jing Qiao laughed, and leaned over to pull the toilet paper out of his mouth. The toilet paper was chewed wet by Zhang Ziyu, with a faint smell of wine. The toilet paper was taken out of his mouth, and he was still chewing slowly.

Jing Qiao rubbed his hair, are all drunk people so cute?

Such a cute drunk, Jing Qiao was also the first one he saw. He had never been drunk before, but he had seen Yue Yang and Gao Mingming drink to the point of losing their minds, rushing to the main road and shouting. After Yue Yang hugged a boy and insisted on kissing him when he was drunk, Jing Qiao didn't think that drunks were an acceptable species.

But today was a surprise. For the first time, Jing Qiao felt that a drunk person could be so cute.

Watching Zhang Ziyu drinking the hangover soup one mouthful at a time, occasionally pausing.

"cough……"

But as long as Jing Qiao coughed lightly, Zhang Ziyu would pick up the spoon again and drink it slowly into his mouth.

Jing Qiao looked down at his phone for a while, browsed through the files sent by Pei Qiu, and then checked the time. It was already nine o'clock in the evening. Zhang Ziyu was already drunk this morning, and Jing Qiao left for a while to let Zhang Ziyu Sitting there obediently, seeing him nodding his head in agreement and Xu Feng watching over him, Jing Qiao left in peace.

He said he was leaving, but he just stayed in the outside lounge for a while, because he had to deal with the company's affairs.

When he came back, Zhang Ziyu had disappeared. Jing Qiao couldn't tell what he felt when he didn't see Zhang Ziyu at the moment he came back. It was as if the snow mountain collapsed without warning, but it shook the sky and the earth.

"I don't know, I just turned around and took the juice that the waiter brought over, turned around and didn't see him." Xu Feng looked around in the hall, but Zhang Ziyu was not seen.

Jing Qiao rubbed his temples, his whole body suddenly became cold, and those who wanted to toast and get close didn't dare to move closer to him.

When he finally found Zhang Ziyu, he was holding a bottle of red wine and drinking, taking one sip after another, the big bottle of red wine had bottomed out.

"Why are you here?" Jing Qiao asked gently, but if someone knew him well, he should know that Jing Qiao was on the verge of getting angry.

Zhang Ziyu nodded, his voice was tender, and even the deep voice that should have existed in adolescence was gone.

"Do you want to drink?" Zhang Ziyu raised his hand and compared the wine bottle to Jingqiao.

Jing Qiao took the wine in his hand stubbornly, and found that there was no drop left, his eyes suddenly sank like the seeping deep sea.

If Zhang Ziyu hadn't sneaked there and drank another bottle of wine, he wouldn't have gotten so drunk.

Jing Qiao leaned on the sofa and watched Zhang Ziyu drink the hangover soup. He fed the spoon to his mouth, half of it went into his stomach, and half of it poured into his clothes.

Jingqiao: "..."

After drinking a bowl of hangover soup, Zhang Ziyu's white shirt was almost wet.

"Brother Jing..." Zhang Ziyu looked at Jing Qiao who was undoing his clothes, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Jing Qiao took off Zhang Ziyu's outer coat. Although Zhang Ziyu was drunk, he unexpectedly cooperated with Jing Qiao.

After taking off the jacket, the front part of the shirt was indeed soaked. The shirt was not thick because it was summer, but it was very thin. After soaking through, the fabric stuck to the skin, and the two points on the chest were slightly raised.

Jing Qiao coughed lightly, and said softly, "Go take a bath by yourself, can you?"

Zhang Ziyu shook his head solemnly: "No."

Then he sat obediently, didn't speak, just looked at Jing Qiao, waiting for Jing Qiao to take off his clothes and take a bath.

The author has something to say: Jing Qiao: "Are you sure?"

Cute Zhang Ziyu: "Sure!"

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