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Zhao Xianghai was thrown violently by Xiao Ye, and almost fell backwards to the ground.

He finally stabilized his footsteps, Xiao Ye's hands seemed to be glued to his body, tightly hugging his waist, rubbing his head against his neck: "It's the smell, that's right... "

Zhao Xianghai twitched his lips and looked at Ye Ting: "He is..."

"I... I'm drunk," Ye Ting pulled out an embarrassed smile, and laughed twice, "Too drunk."

It's a bit powerful, maybe my mind is confused, haha. "

The Xiao Ye he saw, although young, exuded an arrogance and cold aura because he had been slaughtered by the business world for a long time.

When had he ever seen Xiao Ye who was like this...like an animal leaning on Zhao Xianghai's body?

Sure enough, he uttered the truth after drinking, and revealed Zhenzong after drinking.

This fucking is Xiao Ye's real body.

Ye Ting snickered twice, then nodded to Zhao Xianghai: "Mr. Zhao, Xiao Ye will trouble you to watch it all night."

Zhao Xianghai frowned: "This..."

"He's so drunk, we can't let the Xiao family's parents know about it," Ye Ting sighed, deliberately showing off, "I have to go back later, and I don't feel at ease if I leave him alone in the hotel. What should I do if something goes wrong? After thinking about it, I can only trouble you. "

Zhao Xianghai clicked his tongue, bearing Xiao Ye's weight for a long time, then sighed: "...that's fine."

Ye Ting let out a long sigh of relief.

Zhao Xianghai pulled Xiao Ye away from him a little bit, supported him, and said to Ye Ting: "I'll take him in first, you go slowly."

Ye Ting said hello, first helped Zhao Xianghai to help Xiao Ye into the house, then turned and left.

He walked to the entrance, and when he was about to close the door, his eyes casually glanced at the hat rack next to the entrance.

A black peaked cap hanging on it immediately caught his attention.

He frowned, and his expression suddenly became extremely dignified.

While Zhao Xianghai was still in the room, Ye Ting quickly walked to the hat rack, took off the hat, held it in his hand, looked it up and down carefully, and stroked it.

After a while, he just put his hat back, squinted his eyes, and walked out of the room thoughtfully.

Zhao Xianghai dragged Xiao Ye to the room where Xiao Ye lived, threw the man on the bed, and heaved a sigh of relief.

He turned around to leave, but Xiao Ye grabbed the corner of his clothes at some point.

Zhao Xianghai turned his head, reaching out his hand to break Xiao Ye's hand.But Xiao Ye clenched his hand extremely tightly, Zhao Xianghai tried his best, but he couldn't break his hand away.He sighed helplessly: "Xiao Ye, you can be reasonable, can you let go of your hands?"

Xiao Ye didn't make a sound, and didn't let go of his hands.

"Let go of your hand," Zhao Xianghai tugged, "I'm going back to my room to sleep, really."

Xiao Ye opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a person standing in front of him with a familiar smell lingering on the tip of his nose. He subconsciously stretched out his hand, hugged Zhao Xianghai's waist again, and pulled the person towards him suddenly. , pressed onto the bed.

Zhao Xianghai resisted the urge to scold others: "Damn, can you stop being such a rascal?"

"Zhao Xianghai," Xiao Ye called vaguely, "Zhao Xianghai, Zhao Xianghai..."

"I'm not deaf, I heard it!" Zhao Xianghai was disturbed by his calling, "What do you want to do?"

Xiao Ye came over, hugged Zhao Xianghai tightly, rubbed against his neck again, and then sucked on Zhao Xianghai's neck very naturally, causing red marks to appear on that piece of skin.

Zhao Xianghai was startled, and looked down at Xiao Ye's flushed face in surprise, "You fucking still..."

Although Xiao Ye is usually arrogant and rascal, but like today, he is still a minority when he is drunk and rushes up to hug, chew and kiss.

He had seen sweet enough double skin milk, but it was the first time he had seen a wild double skin like Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye didn't care about these, he kept sticking to Zhao Xianghai's body.He was drunk and unconscious, all he knew was that Zhao Xianghai's breath made him feel comfortable, and the irritability in his heart seemed to settle down in an instant.

Zhao Xianghai gritted his teeth, pushed Xiao Ye away forcefully, and stood up hastily.

He let out a breath, turned around and was about to leave when Xiao Ye coughed a few times behind him and groaned a few times on the bed uncomfortably.

After he coughed, his consciousness was still not clear. In a daze, he hummed softly: "Zhao Xianghai, Zhao Xianghai... Brother Hai..."

Zhao Xianghai's footsteps stopped suddenly.

Brother Hai.

Xiao Ye just called him Brother Hai?

He turned his head slightly, and looked at Xiao Ye's handsome face glowing wine red through the moonlight coming in through the window.

He and Xiao Ye had lived for seven years. In the first few years, the two of them were in love with each other. During the day, they lived a warm life. At night, they used the bed as a battlefield and the quilt as a banner. , A pillar went straight up to the ninth heaven, and the thunder and rain came all over.

During those good times, Xiao Ye called Zhao Xianghai Brother Hai, he was affectionate and gentle.

Later, time polished the days to be dull, and around the sixth year, before he knew it, Xiao Ye had already called Zhao Xianghai by his full name instead of the word Haige, indifferently.

Now, Xiao Ye was drunk and called him Brother Hai again, Zhao Xianghai felt a little sigh inexplicably.

He looked at Xiao Ye who was lying on the bed, drunk and unconscious, for a long time, and sighed.