I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

This kind of dinner is said to be to celebrate Cheng Qiqiao's birthday, but in fact, there are a few people who really care about food and drinks. Everyone just uses the excuse of Cheng Qiqiao's birthday to give expensive gifts, and then exchange glasses Let’s talk about the previous projects and the future cooperation, and pull into the relationship with the Cheng family or with other families.

Even the Cheng family, who is the host, is aware of this. The dinner takes the form of a buffet, and the long tables stand against the wall, and there are almost no peculiar smells of exquisite cold meals and pastries. The champagne and red wine are piled up in a small tower. Wander among the crowd with a tray in hand, taking drinks as you go.

Almost everyone present is holding such a goblet, but turning the banquet hall halfway may not be able to really drink a cup,? After all, this is an indispensable prop for everyone to get in the distance, isn't it? Really for drinking.

Song Hanzhang just raised his head and poured down a glass, even Chun Leshui, who handed him the wine, was stunned, quite dumbfounded.

Jian Wen and Cheng Qiqiao were equally surprised by his abnormal behavior.

Song Hanzhang raised his hand to summon a waiter nearby, put the empty wine glass on his tray, and replaced it with a brand new glass.

He took a deep look at Chun Leshui, unable to hide the disgust in his eyes, and turned to talk to Jian Wen and Cheng Qiqiao.

Cheng Qiqiao also meaningfully showed Chun Leshui a winner's smile. Although Song Hanzhang didn't take his drink, he could see it clearly just now. Chun Leshui lowered his eyes in frustration and stood beside the three of them awkwardly But like an outsider who can't get in the conversation, he seems out of place.

He secretly observed Song Hanzhang, and everything was normal, as if the drug in the wine was really his malicious speculation about Cheng Qiqiao.

Song Hanzhang also thought the same way, and from time to time cast a cold glance at him from the corner of his eye, which made Chun Leshui baffled by the coldness.

【Why is the dog so crazy? How did I offend him? 】

Song Hanzhang tugged on his bow tie irritably, and said to Jian Wen, "Go to the balcony, it's so hot here."

"Is it hot?" Jian Wen felt it, and felt that the temperature in the hall was just right, but the cold wind was blowing on the balcony, and it was colder after standing for a long time.

Song Hanzhang looked at the two of them: "Aren't you hot?"

"It's not hot." Cheng Qiqiao answered.

Song Hanzhang felt that he might be irritated by Chun Leshui, and while saying "I'm hot", he lifted his feet to the balcony, walked two steps, then turned back suddenly, and ordered Chun Leshui in a cold voice: "You stay here. "

He now needs to stay away from Chun Leshui and blow the cold wind to calm himself down.

Song Hanzhang felt that it would be a matter of time before he was pissed to death by Chun Leshui, a vicious man, maybe Chun Leshui's plan was just like this!

He hadn't spoken to Chun Leshui in such a sharp voice for a long time, why did he miss Chun Leshui a little while repelling Chun Leshui's return to several months ago?

[Chun Leshui, you are too involved in the drama, you are so cheap...]

He silently complained to himself, responded with nana, and reluctantly watched them walk towards the balcony, not daring to follow.

However, Song Hanzhang looked really hot, and the collar of his neck was red.

Chun Leshui looked around. Although the weather outside was a bit cold, the indoor temperature of the banquet hall was kept at a comfortable 24 degrees.

Where is the heat?

Before the three of Song Hanzhang reached the balcony, a waiter came to ask Cheng Qiqiao to leave, saying that almost everyone had arrived, and Cheng's mother asked him to prepare to cut the cake.

He hasn't said a few words to Brother Hanzhang yet?

Cheng Qiqiao felt a little regretful, and smiled apologetically at Song Hanzhang and Jian Wen: "Sorry, Brother Hanzhang, Brother Jianwen."

Song Hanzhang felt like a fire was burning in his heart. He was drinking and had no time to respond. Jian Wen patted Cheng Qiqiao on the shoulder: "It's okay, go."

Cheng Qiqiao followed the waiter to the center of the hall, passed by Chun Leshui and the two looked at each other, Chun Leshui smiled friendly, he was still holding a piece of snack to eat as if nothing had happened, Cheng Qiqiao quickly looked back and frowned strangely, he clearly saw Chun Leshui Le Shui drank that glass of wine, could it be that the effect was slow because he only drank a few sips?

Chun Leshui had the same doubts as him, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't believe that Cheng Qiqiao really just brought him a glass of wine.

And Song Hanzhang on the balcony finally realized that something was wrong with him being too hot.

The night wind howls on the top of the mountain, and standing on the balcony can even hear the low roar of the forest trees in the wind.

But being blown by the cold wind, he couldn't feel the coolness at all, as if an inextinguishable fire was burning in his body, and his eyes were burning red.

He was in a very anxious state, even Jian Wen could feel it, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Hanzhang looked at Chun Leshui who was standing by the table with his back to him, put the wine glass in his hand to Jian Wen, and strode over.

At this moment, the lights in the hall suddenly dimmed, and the music turned into happy birthday. The manager of the club pushed a big cake towards Cheng Qiqiao in the center of the hall. Amid the blessings and applause of everyone, the candlelight trembled, and Cheng Qiqiao welcomed him 20th birthday.

Chun Leshui was bored counting the layers of the cake, when suddenly her wrist tightened, the hall lights turned on, and Song Hanzhang's eyes were so red that they were about to bleed.

He seemed to be trying to suppress something, and his palm was astonishingly hot: "What did you give me to drink?!"

Chun Leshui was stunned for two seconds before realizing that the glass of wine had taken effect!

[I said that Cheng Qiqiao drugged the wine!Fortunately, I kept an eye out! 】

[Score twice!Don't you even know what you're drinking? ! 】

"I don't know..." A few pairs of eyes around looked over, Chun Leshui looked blank, "Qi Qiao gave me that glass of wine."

Song Hanzhang was breathing heavily, and the bow tie on his neck had been pulled loose by him. If he was really unconscious at first, but when the medicine took effect, he would never forget this familiar feeling in his life.

He was drugged again!

Song Hanzhang stared at Chun Leshui closely, and the force between his fingers was so strong that Chun Leshui cried out in pain softly.

【Hold!It's not the medicine that Lao Tzu gave you, you have the ability to go to Cheng Qiqiao, what kind of man are you to vent your anger on me! 】

"Hanzhang... You pinched me, is there something wrong with you?"

Chunle Shui was worried, but couldn't help shrinking his hands. He accidentally bumped into a passing waiter. The other person staggered forward, and the tray was emptied. Chun Le Shui leaned back and poured all the glasses of red wine on Song Hanzhang .

With a crash, the wine glass shattered into pieces.

This movement was not small, and instantly attracted the attention of the audience.

The waiter's soul was almost gone from fright, and he cried in a crying voice: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Young Master Song, I didn't mean it."

Song Hanzhang was still holding Chun Leshui's wrist, he was in a mess, not even a speck of red wine was splashed on Chun Leshui's white suit, his forehead and temples twitched uncontrollably.

He can guarantee that Chun Leshui did it on purpose, but the posture of the two of them looks like he is standing in front of him to protect Chun Leshui.

Chun Leshui was still concerned about him: "Hanzhang, are you okay?"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Young Master Song, it's all my fault..."

The waiter apologized again and again, Chun Leshui quickly comforted him: "It's okay, it's just a suit, Hanzhang won't care, and if I didn't bump into you, this kind of thing wouldn't happen, it's not your problem, don't be afraid. "

But Song Hanzhang didn't say anything, and the waiter didn't dare to speak.

Chun Leshui touched him: "Hanzhang, can you say something?"

Song Hanzhang was about to be laughed at by Chun Leshui, the deliberate thing became an accident when he said it, but it wasn't the waiter's fault in the first place, his dark face was because he was unhappy that Chun Leshui was plotting against him blatantly, and he was extremely reluctant He squeezed out an "hmm" out of his throat.

Chun Leshui said, "Just clean it up."

The waiter thanked him again and again, Cheng Qiqiao hurried over, looked at the mess of the place, frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Song Hanzhang was about to speak, but Chun Leshui said it was okay first: "Qi Qiao, you should have prepared a lot of clothes here, can you accompany Hanzhang to change?"

Being able to spend time alone with Song Hanzhang is of course Cheng Qiqiao's wish: "Brother Hanzhang, shall I accompany you upstairs to change clothes?"

[Cheng Qiqiao, this time I personally packed Song Hanzhang and sent it to your bed. If you can't handle him, you will be blind to the medicine you gave him twice, do you know? 】

[I will despise you. 】

Song Hanzhang watched Chun Leshui closely, until Cheng Qiqiao urged him again before releasing him, and followed Cheng Qiqiao upstairs.

He followed behind Cheng Qiqiao without saying a word. In just a few minutes, he clearly felt the restlessness in his body. The fire burned his mouth dry, and even the back of Cheng Qiqiao in front of him was blurred.

Song Hanzhang shook his head violently, pulled out the tie while holding the tie, and unbuttoned his chest.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to keep calm, but what Chun Leshui said in his mind was that Cheng Qiqiao drugged himself twice.

Chun Leshui didn't know that she could hear his inner voice, these words were all from his feelings, so what did he mean?

If this counts once, when was the last time?

His brows and eyes were full of hostility, and he relied on this irritability to suppress the roaring medicine in his body, but when he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse: "Cheng Qiqiao."

Just as Cheng Qiqiao pushed open the door, he was startled by his voice and turned his head to look over.

Song Hanzhang's body smelled of wine, and he took off his suit jacket and tie and put them on his arms. The collar of his shirt was opened all the way to his chest, revealing a crimson chest and neck, which made his heart skip a beat, and his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily.

"Brother Hanzhang, are you okay, are you drunk?" Cheng Qiqiao reached out to help him in, but Song Hanzhang avoided his extended hand and walked into the room with heavy steps.

He sat down by the bed, breathing more and more rapidly, Cheng Qiqiao carefully asked him what was wrong, and if he wanted to drink water, but Song Hanzhang suddenly remembered something.

The reason why he was so sure that it was Chunle Shui's drug was because he still remembered that the last thing he drank was the water that Chunle Shui poured for him. Many people came to the birthday party that day. , lying on the bed drowsy, Chun Leshui suddenly broke into the room and woke him up, Song Hanzhang was extremely thirsty, so he asked Chun Leshui to pour him a glass of water, and then...

Song Hanzhang frowned, and lay back on the bed, looking at the round lamp above his head, his chest heaved up and down, and the constant clamor in his body brought him back to two years ago.

Seeing someone in the room, Chun Leshui apologized in a low voice and was about to exit, but it was Song Hanzhang who stopped him: "Wait a minute, pour me a glass of water, I want ice."

Chun Leshui would not refuse any request from Song Hanzhang. He poured water obediently, with his back to Song Hanzhang, wearing white clothes and black trousers, pinched out a thin waistline, and the curved buttocks made Song Hanzhang's throat itch.

He quickly handed over the water glass, pinching the water glass with white fingers, revealing a thin wrist from the sleeve, the wrist bones looming, and a faint fragrance wafted into Song Hanzhang's nostrils, which was the smell of Chun Leshui.

Aunt Xu is in charge of washing and drying the clothes at home, but Chun Leshui alone has a faint scent of laundry detergent that makes Song Hanzhang feel hot. Chun Leshui's wrist lightly tugged, and the water glass overturned and wet the bed, then rolled down the side of the bed and hit the carpet with a slight muffled sound.

Chun Leshui was pressed under him, and called Hanzhang with a trembling voice.

"Brother Hanzhang..."

Song Hanzhang came back to his senses suddenly, only to see that the person trembling nervously under him was Cheng Qiqiao.

He squeezed Cheng Qiqiao's wrist and pressed him on the bed. The bedside was wet, and an empty water glass rolled down on the ground.Song Hanzhang looked at Cheng Qiqiao, and the hand holding his wrist tightened suddenly. He remembered that he didn't drink the glass of Chunle water at all. Instead, he felt unwell. Cheng Qiqiao handed him the last glass of wine before going upstairs!

It was also Cheng Qiqiao who saw that he was drowsy and said that he would send him upstairs to rest. After sending him to the room, he was called away temporarily. Chun Leshui just broke in by accident.

Song Hanzhang stared at Cheng Qiqiao, his Adam's apple rolled violently. At this moment, the effect of the medicine was exerted to the extreme, and he could hardly see the person in front of him clearly. He only felt that his breathing and the beating pulse in his neck were inviting himself, making him want to Follow your inner instinct regardless.

But Song Hanzhang can't, he has been played with this thing once, and he must never be played with it a second time.

He gritted his gums, and the veins on his neck bulged. He let go of Cheng Qiqiao and turned over and fell on the bed. He said a word between his teeth in a hoarse voice: "Get out!"

Cheng Qiqiao even felt the changes in Song Hanzhang's body. He froze for a few seconds, instead of rolling away, he hugged Song Hanzhang from behind, and ran down his skirt with one hand: "Brother Hanzhang, I will help you."

Song Hanzhang clamped his hand and kicked him off the bed with a kick turned around. Cheng Qiqiao gasped in pain, and he got up from the bed with tears in his eyes: "Brother Hanzhang, I... help you."

At this time Song Hanzhang was already dripping with sweat, he gritted his teeth and asked, "What did you put in that glass of wine for Chun Leshui?"

Cheng Qiqiao was taken aback for a moment, and then realized why Chun Leshui had been unresponsive, while Song Hanzhang seemed to lose his mind at any time.

Just a few seconds of hesitation would make his subsequent arguments seem powerless. Cheng Qiqiao bit his lip and avoided answering. He unbuttoned his body one by one. He didn't know if it was an illusion for many years Things are finally about to come true, and the voice trembled unconsciously: "You must be very uncomfortable, I don't mind, I am willing to help you."

Before the solution was finished, Song Hanzhang had already stepped out of bed, dragging him to the door: "Get out!"

"Brother Hanzhang!" Cheng Qiqiao held him with both hands, resisting not wanting to leave, but he was no match for Song Hanzhang, and he dragged him to the door bit by bit.

The situation has developed like this, and Cheng Qiqiao has no room to turn back. He cried: "I like you, brother Hanzhang, and I have never forgotten you. Since Chun Leshui can do it, why can't I? Am I still inferior to him?" ?!"

"Chunle water?!" With a bang, Cheng Qiqiao was pushed against the wall, and Song Hanzhang's eyes were astonishingly bright, as if he was about to stab someone with a knife in the next second, "You still dare to bring me Chunle water?! You Give Chun Le Shuijiu medicine, what do you want to do?" He panted heavily, "In this kind of place, do you still prepare someone to deliver it to his room after the medicine takes effect? Like last time, lead me and the guests in your room to have a sex fight?!"

Cheng Qiqiao shook his head frantically: "I didn't."

Song Hanzhang seemed to know Cheng Qiqiao for the first time, and they grew up together. Cheng Qiqiao was a squeamish younger brother since he was a child, and he liked to follow Song Hanzhang. He and Cheng Qiqiao would blush and tell Jian Wen not to talk nonsense. Song Hanzhang regarded him as his younger brother, and was very surprised by his later confession, but Cheng Qiqiao didn't bother after being rejected, and he remained what he was before.

But under his innocent and lovely appearance, there is such a dirty and ugly heart hidden.

"Cheng Qiqiao, let me ask you, are you the one who drugged me that night?"

"I didn't, it wasn't me, brother Hanzhang, you believe me, it's... Chunle Shui did it, not me..."

His voice was crying, but it didn't matter what the answer was to Song Hanzhang, because he would no longer believe any word that came out of his mouth.

Song Hanzhang opened the door: "Get out!"

"Brother Hanzhang..."

"roll!!!"

The sound of closing the door was deafening, and Cheng Qiqiao stood in front of the door with disheveled clothes and tears all over his face. How could this scene be different from what Chun Leshui expected? !

Chun Leshui, who originally planned to watch the excitement secretly, found out which room they were working in and then sneaked to the balcony next door to record, bumped into Cheng Qiqiao face to face, which made him leave either by retreating or by retreating.

In the end, as if he didn't see Cheng Qiqiao's resentful eyes, he stepped forward and said worriedly: "What's the matter Qi Qiao, why are you..."

[A look of embarrassment that can't be climbed on the bed? ! 】

He glanced at the closed door, and bit his lips as if realizing something: "...Hanzhang, did he... bully you?"

[What happened to Song Hanzhang?Is he not good enough, he doesn't eat the ducks that are brought to his mouth? ! 】

"He didn't do anything to you, did he? Don't be afraid—" Chun Leshui cared, taking off his suit jacket, and was about to put it on for Cheng Qiqiao, who only wore a shirt and showed his breasts. Pulling away suddenly, before he could react, he had been dragged into the room by a force, and the suit in his hand fell at Cheng Qiqiao's feet.

The sudden huge momentum caused Chun Leshui's back to slam against the wall, and the spotlights in the entrance almost turned into afterimages. Before he could even focus his eyes, he was pinched by a pair of strong hands Lower jaw, hot lips pressed down.

The chest cavities that were stuck together rose and fell violently. Song Hanzhang's whole body was as hot as the red-burning charcoal just picked out from the charcoal stove. He walked up and left, kissed along the side of the face and neck all the way to the neck, then raised his head to kiss Chun Leshui's lips.

Chun Leshui was so shackled by him that he couldn't move, like a sheep that voluntarily sent into the tiger's mouth and could only be slaughtered.

Song Hanzhang squeezed his jaw slightly harder, and said in a hoarse voice, "Open your mouth."

[I Zhang your uncle! 】

Song Hanzhang paused, he looked at Chun Leshui, his eyes were ruthless, and after a while, it became more serious, and the other hand had already pulled out the hem of Chun Leshui's shirt from behind.

In front of Chun Leshui was Song Hanzhang, who was trying his best to suppress him, and behind him was the wall, he was caught in it and couldn't move, so he had to think of a way to change his absolutely inferior situation first.

Sweeping his eyes across the room, he raised his head to accept Song Hanzhang's disorganized kiss like gnawing, and at the same time helped him untie his belt, and said, "It's not comfortable here, let's go to a different place and go to the sofa."

Song Hanzhang lost his mind at the moment, all actions followed instinct, Chun Leshui became easy to talk with him, and the two stumbled towards the living room.

When passing by the bathroom, Chun Leshui's eyes froze, and while taking off Song Hanzhang's pants, he pinched the belt and tied his hands behind his back, pushed the person into the bathroom, turned on the cold water in the shower, covered his head and covered his face, and rushed at Song Hanzhang !

Song Hanzhang was stimulated by the cold water, and under the shock, his rationality faintly returned.

He was lying on the cold floor of the bathroom, just looking at Chun Leshui, Chun Leshui was standing condescendingly, his lips were red and swollen, and there were crimson indentations on both chins, which were Song Hanzhang's fingerprints, his shirt was half untied, and his tie was loose It hangs loosely on the chest, and half of the tooth marks can be vaguely seen under the cover of the collar.

It looks very attractive.

Watching his eyes gradually deepen, Chun Leshui knew that this idiot was not fully awake. He removed the shower, and the drizzling water curtain turned into a powerful water column. It's best to flush his brains out!

[Song dog is a useless thing, a medicine can make you lose all reason, what use do you want your brain, you know what is the biggest difference between humans and animals, that is, humans can use their brains when they grow up!Know how to restrain yourself and find ways to keep yourself rational! 】

[Lin Xi was drugged and knew she was lying in the bathtub, you bastard can't even compare to Lin Xi! 】

【Pour the medicine once and take Lao Tzu's knife, and pour the medicine for the second time and still take Lao Tzu's knife. Pigs know that they can't capsize twice in the gutter. I think you are worse than pigs! 】

[If you don't know how to use your brain after a long time, his uncle will use it to heat a hot pot!Fuck, I'm pissed off! 】

[Chun Leshui, you have collapsed...]

"you shut up!"

Chun Leshui was furious, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Anyway, he had long since discovered that the restraint imposed by the system on himself became smaller and smaller after the plot deviated. Turn the water to the maximum by hand.

This time he almost wiped out Song Hanzhang directly.

The water choked into the intake pipe, he coughed and turned his face to avoid the oncoming water column: "Enough Chunle water, I'm awake...cough cough cough..."

The water column can be accurately positioned under the control of Chun Leshui, and Song Hanzhang will rush wherever his face is turned.

"Really?" Chun Le said coldly, "I think you are not sober enough."

Song Hanzhang was drenched all over, his trousers were half down on his knees, his shirt was clinging to his body, and his arms were tied tightly behind him by belts.

He said angrily: "Chun Le Shui!"

Chun Leshui immediately sent a jet of water to Song Hanzhang's mouth, almost choking him to death.

Amidst his violent coughing, Chun Leshui replied with four words: "I'm calling you dad!"

The author has something to say: here we come, why didn’t we make it to twelve o’clock because we didn’t save the manuscript_(:з」∠)_

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