Sir, your vest is off!

Shen Yu brought the three of them to the compartment of the banquet hall, and the secretary quickly delivered the gift document that had been drafted. Shen Yu signed his name with a wave of a pen, and the document was transferred and delivered to Song Lan.

Song Lan looked at Zhou Wenqing, and got Zhou Wenqing's affirmative gaze. Then she picked up the pen tremblingly. She didn't know whether she was excited or shocked, and signed on Party B.

There were two copies, Secretary Shen Yu took one copy, and the other copy was kept by Gu Boning.

Song Lan accidentally got an extra winery. He once desperately wished to become a rich man, but this wish came true so quickly, he was not used to it, so he ordered another glass of wine, touched Shen Yu's glass and then Drank it down, suppressed the shock.

As a result, after drinking, Song Lan was dumbfounded. She felt a little unsteady and her legs began to flutter.

Zhou Wenqing never knew that this little idiot, Song Lan, could drink so badly. Think about the time when he had a good time after drinking, Song Lan was already drunk when he rescued Song Lan, and he had no way of knowing Song Lan's drinking capacity. Zhou Wenqing Immediately regretted his dereliction of duty.

It's just that after drinking three cups of three-degree fruit wine, Song Lan was already dizzy when he wanted to drink the fourth cup. His eyes were hazy, and the people in front of him lost focus. To the compartment's leather sofa.

"Song Lan?" Zhou Wenqing touched Song Lan's cheek, feeling a little hot.

Zhou Wenqing looked at the "culprit" Shen Yu with a dark complexion, Shen Yu spread his hands innocently.

Gu Boning, on the other hand, went to book a room for the proprietress with a wink, and stayed away from this dispute.

"What kind of wine are you giving him if you're okay?"

Shen Yu waved his hand, "It's not my fault, don't you know what your own wife is like? If you don't know, then I don't know even more, right, and it's your wife who respects me, how can I have the nerve to refuse? We Can you tell the truth?"

Dizzy, Song Lan stood up again, and Zhou Wenqing's heart rose to her throat and followed suit. Song Lan was about to move when she fell unsteadily into Zhou Wenqing's arms.

The fragrance of Yulong tea is elegant yet sexy. Song Lan sniffed it like a little squirrel, and there were two flushed clouds on her cheeks.

"Hey, hey..." Song Lan pinched the collar of Zhou Wenqing's suit and smiled foolishly.

"Lan Lan, stand still and don't fall." Zhou Wenqing said so, but she hugged her even harder with her hands, for fear that the little idiot would fall and touch her.

Song Lan muttered and rubbed Zhou Wenqing's shirt, "Who are you? You are so handsome, why do you smell so good?"

Shen Yu straightened his eyes, Zhou Wenqing glared at Shen Yu immediately, "Get lost!"

Shen Yu clasped his hands together and raised his head above his head, "Go away, get out now, don't disturb you two flirting!"

Then he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away quickly.

"Oh, by the way, happy newlyweds, happy marriage for a hundred years, early birth of a precious son, hahahaha!"

Zhou Wenqing didn't have time to talk to Shen Yu, and focused on this worry-free little idiot.

It's just the two of them left in the cubicle, and it's a pity that nothing happens.

Song Lan narrowed her eyes, and her two restless little paws were on Zhou Wenqing's chest, just groping around.

"Hmm...it's hard." Song Lan seemed a little dissatisfied, "Isn't it soft?"

Zhou Wenqing was helpless, "Lan Lan, I'm a man."

So it can't be soft.

Song Lan patted it, "Fortunately, it's quite elastic, suitable for use as a pillow."

Really drunk to the limit, like a child.

Zhou Wenqing really couldn't do anything about Song Lan, so he hugged the restless little idiot, and said softly, "I'll be your pillow for the rest of my life, okay?"

Song Lan rubbed happily, maybe because there was still a trace of IQ online in her mind, "No, I have a family now, I can't come out to piao, little brother, you are trying to induce me to cheat, Have to have to."

When Gu Boning entered the door, he heard Song Lan's earth-shattering and weeping words. For a moment, he didn't know whether to sympathize or laugh.

"Boss, the room has been opened for you, and the door has also been opened." Gu Boning lowered his head, disregarding any insults, and then retired.

Zhou Wenqing gave a "hmm", and was about to carry him to the room, but this restless little idiot was still struggling.

Song Lan yelled, "No, I can't open the house, I already have a husband!"

Gu Boning who hadn't gone far: "..." He really couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Wenqing almost lost his hold on the man and fell, so he had to change his position and put the man on his shoulders, letting the drunken idiot beat his shoulders and back.

"Put me down, let me down! Don't think that you can do whatever you want with your good looks and chest muscles! I have a family! My husband is amazing!"

Zhou Wenqing patted the troublemaker's butt. Zhou Wenqing was very satisfied with the touch. After Song Lan was patted for a while, he slapped it again.

"You are allowed to cheat tonight, because I am your husband."

After finishing speaking, he carried the man on his back and strode towards the opened presidential suite, ignoring the appreciating eyes on the road, and he didn't care how the man on his shoulder fluttered.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Lan was gently placed on the soft quilt. Song Lan opened his heavy eyelids, and his eyes were blurred. He could only see a tall man who threw away his suit jacket and pulled his tie.

Song Lan stared blankly: "Wow!"

Zhou Wenqing was amused. Anyway, this person is probably drunk tonight and doesn't remember anything. It's better to treat yourself better and don't endure so hard.

Zhou Wenqing casually threw the tie on the ground, leaned over to support Song Lan's side with one hand, and pinned him between the bed and his body, making it impossible for anyone to escape.

With the other hand, Zhou Wenqing pinched Song Lan's chin, and while the little idiot was still a little conscious, he called out to Lan Lan very sincerely, "It's really hard for me to endure."

Song Lan felt that she was being treated lightly, but the fragrance of Yulong tea in her breath was so familiar, Song Lan couldn't help but relax her brain, and let "Deng Tuzi" be light-hearted.

At the end of the kiss, Song Lan hooked Zhou Wenqing's neck unsteadily, a certain nerve in his head was finally connected, "Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Wenqing held Song Lan's hand, kissed her finger, and smiled, "Do you recognize him?"

Song Lan nodded, "Yes! No cheating."

Zhou Wenqing kept laughing, "Well, no, so what should I call me?"

Song Lan tilted her head, "emmm...you should call me Mr. Zhou outside, and Wen Qing at home."

Song Lan's face was full of "I'm so good, I want to praise", Zhou Wenqing kissed Song Lan's forehead, "It's great, remember, but Lan Lan..."

Song Lan felt a chill on his chest, and something fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Before losing consciousness, Song Lan seemed to hear Zhou Wenqing say, "Remember to call me husband in bed."

Song Lan obediently said "Yes", then her vision went dark and she lost consciousness.

[The author has something to say: Guess whether I turned on the light or not?Hey ~ Hey, hey, hey, I will start to recover from three thousand tomorrow, and the time will be later ~ Come and work overtime tomorrow, better than heart. 】