stay away from me [entertainment circle]

But the person who did it seemed unaware.

Fu Sui raised his head, still staring at Jiang Jianxing as before, chewing slowly, as if savoring carefully.

Jiang Jianxing blushed a little at the sight.

There still seems to be a wet feeling on the fingers.

How dare Fu Suihe!

Meng Xiaoyin, who witnessed all this, silently downed a glass of wine, "This game, it doesn't matter if you don't play it."

That's why everyone's attention was focused on playing games and drinking, so no one went to see them. Otherwise, if this scene was told, something might happen.

"Two more drinks?" Ke Mingxu walked around the audience for a few weeks, then returned to Fu Sui's side, and raised the wine glass to Jiang Jianxing with Fu Sui's shoulder.

Ke Mingxu's persuasion to drink naturally has no reason not to drink.

Just as Jiang Jianxing raised his glass, Fu Sui glanced at him and raised his glass too, "Mr. Ke, I'll drink with you."

"He has a bad stomach."

Ke Mingxu was a little drunk, looking back and forth between the two of them, and finally said hello with a smile.

Then he grabbed Fu Sui's arm, pulled him up, and went to other places to persuade him to drink together.

When standing up, Fu Sui staggered.

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

Is this man—is he drunk?

Did he just eat something to fill his stomach and drink like this?

Soon, the box became even more lively.

After drinking one piece, the other one started to go crazy. No matter what, I couldn't stop the kind, singing, dancing, everything, and the one who hugged people and didn't let go.

Even Meng Xiaoyin jumped on the chair and started singing Wild Wolf disco there.

Fortunately, Lan Dai, who couldn't drink, watched and didn't let her roll off the chair.

Seeing that the time was getting late, the few staff members who were still awake in the audience began to transport people back to the hotel, so no one could sleep here.

Jiang Jianxing started to feel sleepy after drinking too much, and faintly heard someone calling his name with his eyelids closed.

"Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang—"

Oh really.

Ke Mingxu sat on the ground and called him.

Crouching motionless next to him was Fu Sui who never came back after going to persuade him to drink.

But it was blocked just now.

Jiang Jianxing hurried over and stretched out his hand to pull Ke Mingxu up, but Ke Mingxu shook his head and waved his hands: "No, no, it's not me."

"Xiao Fu is drunk, you, you send him back."

He was drunk and did not forget to arrange.Fu Suian squatted quietly and raised his head.

The wine still didn't touch his face, he was still the same as usual, with a cold expression, it was impossible to tell whether he had drunk or not.

The smell of alcohol on his body was also mixed with the smell in the box, and he couldn't tell the difference.

Jiang Jianxing was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, a staff member came over to hold Ke Mingxu's arm, "Mr. Ke, Mr. Lan is waiting for you at the door. He said that if you don't go out again, you will sleep outside by yourself tonight."

Ke Mingxu seemed to be stuck on the floor, but now he seemed to wake up immediately. Following the strength of the staff, he stood up and staggered to leave.

Fortunately, the staff noticed that there were still people here.

"Teacher Jiang, are you not drunk?" Everyone had seen Jiang Jianxing's drinking capacity during the recording of the show, but they were afraid that he might be drunk too, so after hesitating for a while, they heard Fu Sui speak.

"Jiang Jianxing." Fu Sui's voice was low because he probably drank too much.

Jiang Jianxing hummed, "I'm not drunk, I'll send Senior Fu Sui back."

The staff struggled to support Ke Mingxu and thanked him several times.

After they left, Jiang Jianxing squatted in front of Fu Sui, looked him straight in the eyes, "Fu Sui."

My head was still a little dizzy when I squatted down.

I don't know how Fu Sui managed to squat here.

"Get up." Jiang Jianxing reached out and grabbed Fu Sui's forearm. Before he could use any strength, Fu Sui stood up by himself.

There was a heat source on his shoulder, and the scorching alcohol smell suffocated on the side of Jiang Jianxing's face. Fu Sui leaned against him, putting one hand on his waist.

Jiang Jianxing froze for a moment, but Fu Sui pressed his shoulder against his shoulder and breathed calmly like a normal person.

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

This pose is just... so intimate.

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Jianxing elbowed the person on him, "Are you drunk?"

Fu Suin hummed, "Drunk."

It's pretty clear.

Jiang Jianxing smiled.

How could someone admit that he was drunk like this when he was drunk?

"Do you want to eat something? Does your stomach feel uncomfortable?" Fu Sui was in good health before, but after being separated for five years, Jiang Jianxing didn't know if he had any problems, not to mention drinking on an empty stomach was already uncomfortable .

There were bowls full of various dishes in front of where he was sitting just now, but they were all cold.

"Forget it, go back to the hotel later and see if there is any porridge to drink." Jiang Jianxing said, coming out of Fu Sui's arms and coming to his side, with an arm around Fu Sui's waist, and firmly on Fu Sui's body Follow the side waist.

Fu Sui's waist is thin and strong, and it's... quite comfortable to hold.

Fu Sui didn't refute, and let him go out with his arms half in his arms.

But at the door, Jiang Jianxing hesitated again.

The posture of the two of them hugging each other's waist is not only awkward, but also very intimate.

They are not the only ones in the restaurant, and they will be in trouble if they are photographed.

Jiang Jianxing paused, and loosened the hand holding Fu Sui's waist, "You put my shoulders on your shoulders."

Fu Sui didn't speak, Jiang Jianxing only noticed that the hand on his waist had moved up to the shoulder position, and he was getting stronger and stronger. Because of his body shape, he looked a little thin in front of Fu Sui, almost completely covered by him. The person... pressed into his arms.

Jiang Jianxing:? ? ?

"...Fu Sui?"

Fu Sui hugged him so tightly that the two of them were almost stuck together. Jiang Jianxing could even feel Fu Sui's breathing on his side.

But he moved, but he didn't struggle to move away.

I don't know if I heard him speak, but Fu Sui opened the door.

With this posture of holding him tightly, she almost dragged him out of the corridor.

Who sent whom?

Jiang Jianxing became even more dizzy.

If I knew it earlier, I would have asked the staff to send the person back!

It's nothing.

But Fu Sui hugged him so tightly that Jiang Jianxing had to turn sideways to face him.

This is a posture that almost embeds a person in his arms.

Jiang Jianxing's ears were burning red.

"Jiang Jianxing."

Jiang Jianxing lowered his head for fear of being seen.

But Fu Sui's footsteps were indeed unsteady. Even though he hugged him in such a strong posture, he still put a lot of strength on Jiang Jianxing, forcing Jiang Jianxing to free up one hand to grab his back. Waist clothing, to maintain balance.

"Jiang Jianxing." Fu Sui murmured again.

Jiang Jianxing hummed twice indiscriminately.

What are you doing!I'm afraid that others won't recognize that it's the two of them who are embracing in public!

"Why did you leave me in the first place?" Fu Sui's voice was so low that it hit Jiang Jianxing's ears enough for him to hear clearly.

Jiang Jianxing was at a loss for words, and was stunned for a moment.

The hand on his shoulder exerted more strength, as if trying to press him into the body tightly.

The fingers holding Fu Sui's clothes tightened unconsciously.

This time he was sure that Fu Sui was really drunk.

The alcohol made him dizzy.

Jiang Jianxing didn't dare to raise his head, and didn't dare to push it away, for fear of being photographed by others, so he could only pat Fu Sui's back comfortingly, and put his face on Fu Sui's shoulder: "We'll talk about it when we go back."

What the hell, he didn't want to say it yet.

But drunks are irrational.

Along the way, Fu Sui repeated these words several times.

The voice became lower and hoarse over and over again, and seemed to have a nasal sound.

And finally, auto-muffling.

Fortunately, the hotel is close, and the program team opened the room in advance.

After taking the room card from the front desk, Jiang Jianxing tugged at Fu Sui's clothes, "We're in the hotel, can you relax a bit?"

The front desk just now looked at the two of them with strange eyes, as if they were young couples who came to open a room.

Although he was pressed tightly on the side of his arms and couldn't breathe, his face was full of Fu Sui's taste, his posture was really ambiguous.

Fu Sui didn't move.

Jiang Jianxing didn't bother to argue with him anymore, and dragged people... No, he was carried upstairs.

After entering the room, Jiang Jianxing breathed a sigh of relief.

After such a long journey, he broke out in sweat abruptly.

The alcohol was about to evaporate.

He had never seen anyone who was so domineering when he was drunk, he had to hug himself the whole time even though he couldn't walk steadily.

Jiang Jianxing elbowed Fu Sui: "Can I let go now?"

He said looking up.

The next second, he froze.

Fu Sui looked at him sideways, his eyes were red.

The expression seemed a little...sad.

The last time I saw this expression on his face was when he came out from Lu Qian.

Fu Sui hugged him tightly.

What was Fu Sui thinking at that time?

Jiang Jianxing didn't know, and didn't want to guess.

The truth is often cruel.

But now he feels that Fu Sui should be very sad now.

Sadness that surfaced.

I heard that when people are drunk, they will burst out the backlog of emotions in their hearts.

Jiang Jianxing softened, and raised his hand to pat Fu Sui on the back to comfort him. Before he could make another move, Fu Sui let him go, and then staggered and fell down on the sofa.

His elbows rested on his knees, and his palms rested on his forehead.

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

You don't want it yourself.

do not blame me.

I was still asking questions on the way just now, and I was still hugging so tightly, why did I become dumb as soon as I entered the room.

Fu Sui can't do it.

The slander is the slander, Jiang Jianxing still observed Fu Sui's state.

Seeing that he showed no signs of vomiting, Jiang Jianxing explained, "I'll buy you hangover medicine." Fu Sui looked up at him, but didn't respond.

Jiang Jianxing didn't want to say any more, so he called Zhuang Wei after he left and asked him for Wu Huai's number.

He is really not sure about Fu Sui's habits now.

"Brother Sui's alcohol capacity is a bit poor. He doesn't usually drink much. He shouldn't be fussy when he's drunk... Stomach trouble? It happened a few years ago, but it hasn't hurt for a long time now. Porridge is fine. He usually eats very well. Light..."

Jiang Jianxing responded one by one.

But it was too late and there was no white porridge, so Jiang Jianxing could only order some from a lighter place nearby, and then went to the nearest pharmacy.

In the room, Fu Sui was sitting on the sofa, staring at the door expressionlessly, with red eyes, holding the phone tightly with one hand.

Cen Zhou, who called him to ask him which room he had, somehow felt that the atmosphere was not quite right, "Are you still there? Why don't you talk? Hello?"

He answered the phone, but he didn't even give him a fart.

If it weren't for the fact that the program team hadn't worried about calling him, Cen Zhou wouldn't be happy to call Fu Sui at this time.

But at any rate, they are the people under him.

After a while, Cen Zhou finally heard a voice.

Fu Sui's voice was hoarse, "Is my acting skills not good enough?"

Cen Zhou: "?"

Cen Zhou: "What bullshit are you talking about?"

I think you've lost your mind from drinking.

"Otherwise, why did he leave me and run away?"

Cen Zhou: "...So you didn't listen to a word I just said for a long time?"

"Do you want me to die young!"

Sooner or later you will die of anger!

Drunk can make people even more angry!

Outside the door, just as he was about to open the door, Jiang Jianxing heard Fu Sui's voice on the phone: "..."

The sound insulation of this hotel is so poor.

The author has something to say: Cen Zhou: I am not worthy