honey has fallen

"What do I think?" Yan Yihua looked at Yan Buxi, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes, his face was a little serious after losing the smile, but soon eased because of the choked laughter. "What can I think, you change more than ten friends a year, which one doesn't want to live a lifetime. Wait until you really think about it." Yan Yihua can understand Yan Buxi, because he also came from a bloody and blunt boy , At that time, I didn't know what it means to be a couple for a lifetime.

Yan Buxi was indeed indiscreet in his private life before, and he never shy away from being ridiculed by others, but he doesn't know why he feels very repelled when he hears it this time. "I never thought about any of them for the rest of my life." Except for Tang Yun, everyone else got together after getting together and getting together.

Only Tang Yun, he didn't want to leave.

Yan Yihua still feels that Yan Buxi's current relationship is like a child's play, and doesn't care that this immature brother is affectionate and changes the topic. "What do you want me to buy you?"

"Cake." Yan Buxi looked at him and gestured with his hand. "You order me a 16-inch ice cream cake, and I'm going to take it home tonight."

Yan Yihua asked: "Is there an event tonight?" His younger brother has always had a rich nightlife.

Yan Buxi shamelessly replied: "I want a meeting gift for your brother-in-law." Usually, the high-end ice cream and cake shop has to be booked a week in advance, but Yan's company delivers goods every year for events such as team building, welfare, and annual meetings. They all enter from there, there is cooperation between the two parties, Yan Yihua uses the name of the company to set up the privilege of jumping in the queue, and he can get it on the same day.

"Yo~" Yan Yihua folded her arms and deliberately glanced at him lightly. "Which sister-in-law of mine?"

Yan Buxi said: "When the opportunity is right, I'll let you meet. Get ready to sell your underwear first, and don't pick too much when the time comes. Don't take out the red envelope as thick as a brick. It's a slap in the face."

Yan Yihua smiled lightly, and raised his hand to grab Liu Hai who was behind his head. "The hair is too long, it's time to cut it."

Yan Buxi avoided it in disgust, and kept his eyes on that slender and well-knit hand. He hated others touching his hair the most.

It is not the first time that Yan Buxi has been dragged to stop drinking. Ever since the big-breasted assistant incident happened, Yan Yihua was stimulated and demoted all the female assistants around him to other departments, leaving only Xie Zhou as the male assistant. .From then on, as long as Xie Zhou was not around and Yan Yihua had a meal, if Yan was not happy, he would be dragged into the vat.Although this person usually idles around, but after all, his father and brother are excellent entrepreneurs. He has been in this upper-class family for many years, and he also has a general understanding of the basic situation in the business field.When Yan Yihua talked with others, he also occasionally published some nonsense that had little impact on the overall situation but was in the same direction, in order to prove that the young master of the Yan family is not a piece of wood that only drinks.

Yan Buxi toasted Yan Yihua at the dinner table, took the toasted wine for Yan Yihua, drank cup after cup of spicy wine, and when the mellow aroma slid down his throat into the esophagus, his stomach began to hurt.I didn't do it well last time, and now I drank too much and came out to make a fuss.Yan Buxi frowned, calmly pressed down on his stomach with one hand, picked up the wine glass with a wry smile and touched the manager who was standing in front of him, and drank it down with his head raised.

The dinner didn't end until after ten o'clock, and the cooperation was negotiated, and both parties had a great time. Of course, the heroic speech of accompanying the wine was credited for this.Yan Yihua originally planned to open a suite in the nearby hotel for Yan Buxi to rest after drinking too much, but this melon boy insisted on going home after hugging the cake, and also packed another serving of roasted beef.

Yan Yihua looked at Yan Buxi who was already walking unsteadily, and helped him into the back seat.He didn't care about crumpling the clean and flat suit jacket, took it off and folded it and put it under his head as a pillow. The street lights shone on the shadowy muscles under the snow-white shirt. He frowned slightly and gave orders to the driver. "You send him back."

The driver asked, "How about you, boss?"

Yan Yihua carefully closed the car door. "Xie Zhou is at the airport, I'll pick him up."

Yan Buxi leaned on the back seat and laughed, thinking why did the boss Yan Yihua act as a driver to pick up the assistant?However, the alcohol was getting stronger, and his brain was getting more and more confused. He didn't bother to ask more questions, holding the ice cream cake in his arms.The coldness spread along the box, but my heart felt more at ease.

It was not the first time that the driver took the drunk home. He helped Yan Buxi upstairs, and before reaching the door, he had no time to take out the keys from the pockets of the people around him, when the heavy security door opened from the inside.

Tang Yun frowned subconsciously when he smelled the strong smell of alcohol coming towards his face, and looked at the driver who was hooking shoulders with Yan Buxi and lowered the corners of his eyes a little - this man has gone out to fool around again.

The driver looked at the handsome young man who opened the door and was startled—when did someone else live in this house?

When Yan Buxi saw Tang Yun, a smile appeared on his drunken red face, and he held the cake in his hand and hugged it stupidly. The weight of his whole body was on Tang Yun's shoulders. Because he was drunk and slurred his speech, he seemed a little coquettish: " Honey, I'm back."

Tang Yun was hugged by him, the cake box was cold on his back, he raised his hand and pulled him off, Yan Buxi put his arms around his waist with a face and refused to let go, Tang Yun was afraid of being seen by the neighbors, so he had no choice but to hug back under the driver's gaze Yan Buxi shoulders, and helps the man into the room.

"This..." The driver blushed when he saw this scene. "Well... I'm leaving first, and I have to pick up Mr. Yan." The driver hurried into the safe passage and went downstairs before he finished speaking.

However, Yan Zong, whom the driver was worried about, was now arguing with his little lover on the hotel bed.Xie Zhou gritted his teeth lightly and restrained his voice from being too loud. His good-looking hands tightly twisted his body under the snow-white sheets. Yan Yihua's neck was covered with sweat, and the muscles exposed to the air were tough and tense. They are not as solemn as in the usual company.

With Yan Buxi hanging on Tang Yun's body, he stepped back and closed the door, Yan Buxi was half drunk and half intentionally rubbing his arms against someone.Tang Yun felt his lower body change, and his earlobe turned red.Pushing the person on the sofa to sit down, Yan Buxi was about to get up when he pushed him down. "I'll go get you a hot cup of milk to sober up."

Yan Buxi followed the two shining long legs into the kitchen with hazy eyes. He was a little discouraged until he was blocked by the bar and couldn't see him. He let go of the cake that he had been holding all night. A packaged serving of warm fire-grilled beef.

Yan Buxi raised his head and yelled towards the kitchen. "Tang Yun."

Tang Yun was heating the milk, and replied, "Well, what's the matter?"

Yan Buxi stared at the kitchen, raised his volume and called out again. "Tang Yun."

"What's the matter?" Tang Yun adjusted the microwave oven, and took the time to exit to see what the soul-caller wanted to do.

Yan Buxi saw him come out, raised his face and smiled foolishly, his eyes were bright after he was drunk, and he looked at Tang Yun with a straight and undisguised look, and he called out louder: "Tang Yun .”

Tang Yun exhaled, stared into his bright eyes and said, "I'm here, what are you doing?"

"Tang Yun." Yan Buxi almost shouted out this time.

Tang Yun hurried over and covered his mouth, reminding him. "Don't be noisy." In the middle of the night, it has reached the decibel level that affects the neighbors.

Yan Buxi licked his palm with the tip of her tongue, and the warm and wet touch made Tang Yun withdraw his hand like lightning.

"Don't be drunk."

The author says:

Ginger is still old and hot, Xiaoyan looks at your brother. hhhhhhh Xiaoyan is a very cute baby when he is drunk~