President, talk to you

Chuya left early.

Originally, according to Zhao Xun's arrangement, he could still have a date with Chu Ya later, so he deliberately spared today's time just to take this matter seriously.

That's what Zhao Xun is like, no matter what the purpose is, he will give relative respect.

It's just that I didn't expect that the one who refused this time would be Chuya, who has always been keen.

While sitting in the car, Zhao Xun kept frowning and thinking.

Because it is less than eight o'clock, for Zhao Xun who doesn't want to waste a minute, he still has enough time to do something meaningful.

He began to wonder whether he was going back to the company to work overtime or to teach Zhao Qian a lesson.

It's just that in Liu Chengan's eyes, he thought he was worrying about Chu Ya's matter.

"Mr. Zhao, where are you going next?"

Zhao Xun came back to his senses, he saw the young man smiling at him, but those beautiful eyes were dark and dull.

He was stunned for a moment, not noticing the young man's hands clenched on the steering wheel.

"Mr. Zhao, since Ms. Chu rejected your date, why don't you leave the rest of the time to me."

The young man spoke very politely, but there was a bit of toughness in his tone that could not be refuted.

Zhao Xun was a little surprised, because he felt that the young man was in a bad mood at the moment.

"it is good."

If you want to refuse, you see the young man's lips tightly and then silently swallow it back.

The young man has always taken good care of him, which is beyond the care of his subordinates to his boss, so as an elder who is five years older than him, he should occasionally give back to him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xun completely relaxed.

It's just that he didn't expect that the other party would bring him to No. [-] street.

To be honest, Zhao Yi absolutely didn't like such a place.

But considering that the young man is still too young, maybe he may not necessarily like to come here to relax.

Looking at the young man's silent appearance.

Zhao Xun began to think whether he was too tired recently.

"Mr. Zhao, do you want to drink?"

The young man was sitting on a chair outside the bar, resting his fingertips on the table, looking back at him.

Under the colorful lights, those deep eyes seemed to sink into the gorgeous brilliance, and when they looked at him, there was a kind of deep vortex.

"Ah."

He sat beside the young man.

The other party smiled, which was the first smile for the other party along the way.

They are all young people, and the wine is relatively strong. They are all wines with relatively high alcohol content, and the young people are not drinking alone. They mix various wines together. Looking at the bubbles boiling up, you can know how strong the wine is. Stimulate.

Zhao Yi shook his head helplessly.

It seems that young people are under a lot of pressure.

But it was only this time, in the future he would not let the other party mess around again.

He reached out to take the glass of brewed wine, but another glass of milky white liquid replaced it.

"Mr. Zhao, your stomach is not very good, you'd better drink some milk."

After the young man finished speaking, he drank the glass of mixed wine in one gulp.

Zhao martyrdom held the glass of milk, neither drinking it nor not drinking it.

He is a big man, but he was taken care of by a college student who just graduated.

After thinking about it, he still took a sip.

Milky white milk covered his upper lip, and he subconsciously licked it.

Liu Chengan's throat tightened for a while, and in the flickering lights, the other party's handsome and cold face seemed to have a touch of style, even the collar of the white shirt below his Adam's apple was extremely sexy.

He turned his eyes away, his body throbbing with heat.

The wine was still too strong.

After Zhao Xun took two licks, he realized what he had done.

He put down the milk he drank most of, and straightened his face, but he couldn't hide the red and trembling tips of his ears.

At this stall, the young man had already drank two more glasses.

Zhao Xun glanced at the time, it was [-]:[-].

"Is Mr. Zhao in a hurry to go home?"

His tone of voice, which was much slower than before, showed that the young man was a little drunk.

Zhao Yi replied: "Yes."

There is still Zhao Qian at home, if possible, he wants to go back and watch Zhao Qian do his homework.

"OK then……"

A body smelling of alcohol leaned over, but it didn't completely land on his shoulders, but with such a vague distance, it seemed that it could fall into his arms in the next second.

"Then Mr. Zhao will take me home, can you?"

This time it was closer, but it didn't lean against his body. He could smell the alcohol on the other person's body, which was very warm.

"Ah."

He lowered his head, brushing his chin across the other's face.

Even though the wine is so strong, the other party's body is still so cold.

"Thank you Mr. Zhao."

The other party smiled lowly, and leaned into his arms presumptuously this time.

Zhao Suiwei froze undetectably for a second.

Except for Zhao Qian, no one could be so close to him.

Because those people were scared away by his serious expression before they even tried to approach him.

He raised his hand and jerkyly supported the body that relied on him wholeheartedly.

The young man stood up and staggered.

"Be careful."

He reminded dryly.

"Mr. Zhao, don't be so nervous."

The person leaning on the shoulder laughed lowly, the mellow aroma of wine drifted to the tip of his nose, and the hot breath he exhaled pressed against his neck, as if he had the illusion that he could put his lips on it at any time.

For a moment, he even wondered if the other party's body was so cold, but his lips were hot.

Zhao Xun's face darkened, he pressed his lower lip hard, and let go of the other party.

"Stand still."

It's just that the other party fell over in the next second, and sighed very lightly.

"I can't stand well, I feel dizzy."

Zhao Xun's eyes flickered slightly, and he spoke so clearly whether he was drunk or not.

……

So, after getting an articulate address from someone who didn't know if he was drunk, Zhao died as a driver.

The young man was very obedient, he didn't make any noise, just stared at him all the time.

With his elbows against the car window, his fingers propped on his forehead, and the neon lights outside the window behind his back, the young man's eyes were dark and bright.

Zhao Xun was seen to lose his temper.

"Don't look."

The other party laughed again.

"Mr. Zhao is so fierce, you can't even look at him."

Now Zhao Sacrifice is really starting to wonder if the other party is really drunk.

The car drove into the community. This place was not comparable to Zhao's old house, and even compared to his status as the young son of the Chu family, it was considered crude.

As if it really was a house an assistant should be able to afford.

"key."

Zhao Yi said something.

The young man shook his head, soft short hair brushing his neck.

He had no choice but to fumble on the young man's coat.

It's just that one hand is inconvenient, and the other hand can't use enough strength to stabilize the young man's body.

After searching for a while, Zhao Xun lost his patience and simply pushed the young man's body against the wall with his back against the wall. He crossed over with one hand to support half of the other's arm.

In this way, he could see the young man's entire body and began to grope around him.

"Mr. Zhao..."

The deep and hoarse voice made Zhao Sui, who was concentrating on looking for the key, pause for a moment.

He raised his head, and the other just lowered his eyes.

It was Zhao Xun who looked away first, and he took out the hand that was in the opponent's trouser pocket.

The other party sighed.

"Mr. Zhao, this is a combination lock."

Zhao Xun was stunned, he was stunned.

Then he let go of the other party angrily, allowing the young man's body to lean crookedly against the wall.

"Mr. Zhao..."

The other party raised his hand, but Zhao Xun awkwardly did not respond.

Although he was careless and didn't find out that it was a combination lock, it didn't prevent him from wanting to talk to a drunk who didn't look like a drunk at all.

The other party smiled.

Then Zhao Xun's body was pulled by a force.

The other party tugged on his tie, and the two were so close that they breathed each other.

The young man curled his lips into a smile, his sparkling eyes bent into crescent moons.

He raised his chin and rubbed the tip of his nose, Zhao Xun felt in a daze that the other's lips were hot.

"Mr. Zhao, my password is..."

The hoarse voice rang in my ears word by word.

Zhao Xun came back to his senses and pushed the opponent away.

The young man bent his knees and barely stabilized his body, leaning his back against the wall to watch him enter the password.

That look was not fiery, but very focused.

Zhao Xun couldn't help shaking his fingertips.

The door was opened, and he turned his head: "Go home."

Two meanings, he let the youth go home, and then went home by himself.

"Well, go home."

The other party responded, staggered in, and stretched out his hand to bring him in.

With a bang, the door was shut tightly.

The dim room obscured his vision, so that he could clearly feel the strength of the other party's grip on his hand.

He felt the other party leaning towards him, because the smell of alcohol on the tip of his nose was very strong.

This made him take a step back.

His back hit the wall.

The palms that were originally just clenched began to expand as the distance between them approached.

The arms of the two were close together, and the skin of their wrists pressed against each other. There was a little warmth, but it was not as hot as his skin.

Zhao Xun raised his chin and couldn't help being nervous.

"Liu... Liu..."

He couldn't help stuttering and talking, and the opponent's leg was put between his legs.

At this time, Zhao Xun has no time to think about it, only the other party's name can stop all this.

His heart was already tense and almost stopped beating.

"Liu... Liu... Liu..."

Warm breath approached his cheek.

"Liu Liu Liu...Chengan!"

"Click!"

The lights are bright.

The opponent pressed his hand against the wall to stabilize his body with one hand, and pressed the switch by the door with the other hand.

He lowered his head to look at him, saw his flushed cheeks, flustered eyes, and suddenly curled his lips into a smile.

"Mr. Zhao, why can't you remember my name without drinking?"

Zhao Xun felt ashamed all of a sudden with a "boom", his cheeks were so red that he could bleed.

He pursed his lips tightly, his dark eyes were moist and bright, as if he was forced to cry.

He didn't say anything, he pushed the other side away forcefully and rushed out the door.

This is the first time he has lost his manners, lost his grace, and looked so embarrassed, but he was in a man's house.

Liu Chengan put away the smile on his face, the temperature around him cooled down rapidly, he tore off his bow tie with one hand, loosened the neckline, and walked slowly to the balcony.

The lights on the car were a bit dazzling, and he couldn't see the people in the car clearly, but suddenly felt that the other party must be looking at him.

He laughed again, folded his hands on the railing, bent half of his body, and waved his hands gently.