Has the president updated his post today?

Su Chao was secretly delighted, although the other party most likely answered this way to save face.

But hearing him say that he misses it himself, it is still beautiful, and even this bad weather has become very cute.

Suddenly the shoulders were heavy.

He turned his head and saw Meng Xingchi's hand was on his shoulder, and he patted the water droplets on it after a while.

"It's wet here." Meng Xingchi explained, who knows how he got started just now.

That's awesome, Meng Xingchi, you're really getting fatter!

Su Chao blinked, and turned the other shoulder: "It's wet here too."

Meng Xingchi raised his hand tentatively, seeing that he had no objection, he patted his other shoulder again, his palm was wet, but his chest was hot.

Awesome, Meng Xingchi!

"Oh, by the way, I brought you something to eat." Su Chao opened the bag and took out two boxes of special snacks, "I don't know if you have eaten them, so I just bought some."

"Thank you." Meng Xingchi took it and looked it over carefully, as if what he took was not a special product, but a precious inheritance...ah no, it was a precious heart.

For the next time, the two of them didn't speak any more, but there were inexplicable smiles on their lips.

The place to eat is a western restaurant with good privacy. Last time I planned to eat western food together, but I didn't get it, so this time Meng Xingchi specially made an appointment two days in advance.

Originally, Su Chao was worried about being recognized by others, so he was fully armed with masks, sunglasses and hats, but when he arrived at the place, he realized that it was unnecessary, and there was no customer in the restaurant.

He looked around and asked in surprise, "You reserved the venue?"

"Ah."

Su Chao took a breath, sighed silently that being rich can really do whatever he wants, and then said: "Don't spend so much next time, it's just a meal, what a waste."

Meng Xingchi said: "There are few people, so eat with peace of mind."

Well, it's good for the private life of big stars, and it's also good for eating with peace of mind for social fear.

The waiter brought the staple food together, Su Chao picked up the knife and fork, cut a small piece of beef, and suddenly said with a smile: "I remembered the first time I ate Western food, the knife and fork didn't work well, so the commander made it for me at home." simulation exercises."

Meng Xingchi looked at him: "You are very proficient now."

"Yes, I think so too." Su Chao shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and talked about all kinds of embarrassing things in the past, "I was a country bumpkin, I had never seen many things, and I was afraid that I would not be able to keep up with the practice. Their hind legs even secretly shed tears."

Meng Xingchi's hand that cut the beef suddenly paused, and looked up at him, thinking of something, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he nodded: "Yeah."

"Don't tell others, the commander and the others don't know about it." Su Chao made a gesture of silence, "This is a secret."

The corners of Meng Xingchi's mouth rose slightly: "Okay."

After eating for a while, Su Chao rolled his eyes, picked up his cup to toast, and after a while, he found several reasons to toast him.

At the end of the meal, Su Chao felt his face turned red and his head was a little dizzy, but Meng Xingchi still didn't respond at all, so he couldn't help being curious: "Mr. Meng, do you drink well?"

Meng Xingchi nodded.

"..." Mistake.

Su Chao was a little dazed, put his hands on the table, cupped his face to cool down: "Mr. Meng, let's play a game."

"what?"

"Guess the boxing game, if you lose, you have to tell the truth."

Meng Xing didn't dare to play, but it was an opportunity to get to know the opponent deeply, and he was unwilling to give up such a good opportunity, so he agreed.

The two guessed fist, Su Chao smiled, picked up the spoon as a winner, raised it to his mouth, and said, "You lost. May I ask, what is the happiest thing you have done recently?"

Meng Xingchi said frankly, "I know you."

"Wow." Su Chao tilted his head happily, "Me too!"

In the second round, Su Chao won again. He asked solemnly, "What do you think of Su Chao?"

Meng Xingchi thought for a long time and said, "Perfect."

Su Chao laughed loudly: "It's good to save face, full marks!"

In the third game, Meng Xingchi won.

"Just ask." Su Chao sat back, took a sip of wine, and put his hands on his chin.

Meng Xingchi's Adam's apple rolled, and he put his hands on his knees: "Do you... have someone you like?"

"Yes." Su Chao blurted out, and looked at him with a smile, as if there was light in his eyes.

Meng Xingchi was taken aback for a moment, his brain seemed to stop thinking at this moment, he clutched his pants with both hands, tight and loose, and asked sadly, "Who is it?"

"This is the second question, you have to win me first."

So Meng Xingchi fought him for another five rounds, and finally looked at his fists with hatred, how could he be so unbelievable!

After Su Chao asked some questions about his favorite brands and food, he finally took a deep breath and asked, "Mr. Meng, what is your ideal type?"

Meng Xingchi thought for a while and replied, "Smart, kind, gentle, good-looking and with long legs."

Su Chao blinked slowly, then suddenly slapped the table: "You copied my interview answers."

Meng Xingchi said, "I didn't copy it, this is my ideal type."

"That's right, with such good conditions, who wouldn't be tempted." Su Chao sighed, and then pondered one by one, and found that he seemed to meet the conditions.

However, removing the lowest IQ score and the highest appearance, he almost hit all of them.

Meng Xingchi stared at his every move, saw him suddenly giggling, and asked dazedly: "Then Mr. Meng, what do you think of me...how..."

Meng Xingchi was puzzled: "What?"

Boom!

Su Chao slammed his head on the table and fell asleep.

Meng Xingchi was startled, and immediately put his hand on his forehead, walked to his side and patted him: "Su Chao, Su Chao?"

Su Chao frowned and opened his eyes, touched his painful forehead, and when he touched his palm, he directly pulled it up.

Meng Xingchi:! ! !

"Drink, keep drinking..." Su Chao smacked his mouth.

"..."

Meng Xingchi helped him up, put on the mask and sunglasses for him, and then went downstairs with his arms half in his arms.

Sitting in the car, Su Chao tore off the mask directly, took a deep breath, muttered that he was so hot, then groped for a suitable angle, hugged the "pillow" and fell asleep.

The driver looked up and glanced in the rearview mirror, this time he didn't turn a blind eye, and smiled mysteriously: "Where are you going? A hotel or a villa?"

"..." Meng Xingchi lowered his head and glanced at Su Chao who was pillowed on his knee, still being hugged around his waist, and carefully combed his hair, "Go to his dormitory."

The night scene outside the window passed by in a hurry, Meng Xingchi didn't have the heart to appreciate the scenery at all, he just cared about indulging in the beauty and stealing the joy of this moment.

He lightly brushed Su Chao's hair, then lightly put it in front of his nose, took a breath to make sure he wasn't dreaming, and then covered his chest for fear that the sound of his heartbeat would wake him up.

The next day, Su Chao was woken up by the noise outside.

He opened his eyes, rolled over, sat up slowly, and patted his head.

He walked to the living room in a daze, drank a few sips of water, and found that his teammates who were fighting just now suddenly fell silent and looked at him in unison.

Su Chao slowly put out a question mark: "?"

Cheng Xiaobei clapped his hands twice: "Look, our warrior is up."

"What do you mean?"

"Yeah, it looks like it's broken." Cheng Xiaobei laughed loudly, "It's obvious that you can't drink, but if you have to drink, you should drink with Boss Meng. It's really embarrassing to throw it at the boss."

Su Chao took a step back in surprise, remembering that last night he wanted to get Meng Xingchi drunk so that he could find out, but he didn't expect to get drunk first.

But what happened after getting drunk?

"Mr. Meng sent you downstairs last night." Cheng Xiaobei said, pointing to Wu Sang, "It was Asang who opened the door. He was going to take you over, but you refused to hold Mr. Meng." Let go."

Su Chao was taken aback secretly, and thought, "Am I still so fierce?"

Wu Sang said shyly: "I'll ask Mr. Meng to send you up. When he helped you up the stairs...it was so fierce."

Su Chao: "Huh? Is it fierce?"

"That's not true." Cheng Xiaobei nodded vigorously, "He gave us that horrible look, and asked coldly where your room is."

Su Chao: "And then?"

Cheng Xiaobei: "After sending it to the door of the room, you sang a song, saying something here and there, and you still have to ask Mr. Meng to answer the next sentence."

Su Chao: "..."

"Mr. Meng is of course embarrassed to pick it up, so you put your arms around his neck and howl."

Su Chao didn't know whether he should recall the feeling of hugging his neck, or wonder what he was crying about first?

At this time, Cheng Xiaobei suddenly smiled at him ambiguously: "Do you want to know what was said at that time?"

Seeing his little expression, Su Chao asked weakly, "What?"

Just as Cheng Xiaobei wanted to answer, he collapsed on the table laughing first, and the others also shook their shoulders, laughing uncontrollably.

Su Chao was at a loss, gathered himself together, and decided to rely on himself. After trying to recall for a while, a fragment of the picture came to mind——

He hugged Meng Xingchi in a dizzy state, and put his other arm around Meng Xingchi's neck, singing in his ear, and as he sang, the other's elbow accidentally poked his stomach.

He clutched his stomach and moaned, "Hmm...Mr. Meng, you are so tough, it hurts me so much..."

Su Chao: "..."

Su Chao raised his forehead: "......"

What kind of large social death scene is this!

"Brother Chao, do you remember?" Cheng Xiaobei asked with a smile.

"No, no." Su Chao shook his head repeatedly, "I can't think of anything."

Cheng Xiaobei bumped into Zhao Siling who was next to him with ill intentions, making trouble: "Brother~ you are so tough~"

Su Chao pinched the person.

A group of people just couldn't see it.

The sandwich in Zhao Siling's hand fell onto the table, and he pressed Cheng Xiaobei's head: "Get lost, believe it or not, I'll kill you right now?"

Cheng Xiaobei ran away with a smile, came to Su Chao, and put his hand on his shoulder: "Brother Chao, do you still remember what you did when Mr. Meng was about to leave?"

"What? There are still more?"

The past is unbearable, and Su Chao doesn't want to know at all.

But Cheng Xiaobeifei wants to tell it again: "We finally separated you two, Mr. Meng explained to us a few words, and then prepared to leave. But you struggled to catch Mr. Meng, and you still yelled, 'Mr. Meng, don't go away. , I love you, let's keep drinking, don't go, woo woo woo'..."

Su Chao: Σ(⊙▽⊙"

Chen Yuren laughed stupidly, and added: "What's more, Chao'er cried and said, 'What should I do if you leave alone? How many of them are queen mothers who are heartless to break up lovers."

Wu Sang: "This is not the most embarrassing (/ω＼)"

Su Chao: "..."

He remembered again, and the most embarrassing thing was...while he was chasing Meng Xingchi, he shouted: "Dear Bao, don't go, I'm telling you I... hiccup yue. .....yue!"

Su Chao suddenly looked at a certain part of the living room. Zhao Siling threw away the breakfast with a dark face, and said, "It has been cleaned up. Next time you dare to drink so much, let us clean it up, and I will clean you up."

Su Chaosheng has nothing to love: "Is there any white silk and arsenic cream?"

"Bai Ling doesn't have it." Cheng Xiaobei handed over a bag of cereal, "Heding Huang is available, let's eat it with some watermelon frosting."

"..."

Su Chao couldn't even think about eating, so he rushed into the bathroom to take a shower, then hid in the room, paced back and forth, and finally called Meng Xingchi cautiously.

"Hey, Mr. Meng, it's me..."

"Ah."

"I drank too much last night, can you forget it..." Su Chao wrinkled his face and lay down on the bed in pain.

Meng Xing didn't speak for a long time.

Su Chao buried his face in the quilt and thumped the quilt: "Can you?"

"it is good."

"Thanks...did you sleep well last night?"

Meng Xingchi was lying on the bed at this time, turned over, his eyes were black and blue.

How could he sleep well, even though he knew he was drunk last night, but he hugged and cuddled, and said I love you, it was really teasing.

Complete, full, sleep, no, sleep.

"How is your health?" Meng Xingchi asked back, "Are you still dizzy?"

"Don't get dizzy, I really troubled you last night."

"It's fine." Meng Xingchi said.

Su Chao bit his lip, not knowing what to say next.

After a long time, he heard Meng Xingchi's even breathing.

"Boss Meng?" He called out in a low voice.

There was no answer, and it seemed that he was asleep.

Su Chao probably guessed the reason, secretly smiled, and listened to his shallow breathing for a while.

Someone knocked on the door outside.

He smiled and said in a breathy voice: "I like you."

Then hang up, get up and open the door, and face the danger with a smile.

On the other end of the phone, Meng Xingchi's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.