The group drank until after ten o'clock before giving up.

As one of the few people present who did not drink, Qi Si had no choice but to shoulder the heavy responsibility of sending people home.

Looking at Ji Youting who was obviously drunk on the left, and Wen Yichen who had entered a semi-dormant state on the right, Qi Si couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Director Wang, I don't know if I should say something or not... ...."

"T-Tell me what to talk about!" Wang Ju was so drunk that he was staggered and supported by someone, but he slapped Qi Si on the back with precision, "Yes, we'll talk about something tomorrow! , let's continue drinking!"

Qi Si: "..."

The producer must have been unaware of his "supernatural" driving skills, which is why he handed over these two Buddha statues to him with confidence.

Qi Si half pulled, half pulled, and it took a lot of effort to get the two of them into the back seat of the car. During this period, Ji Youting was still hugging his waist, muttering fiercely: "Louis, you bastard, don't Drag your father away, and punish you tomorrow, not to eat dog food!"

Qi Si: "..."

Fuck, dare this person treat him like a dog? !

In contrast, Wen Yichen was much quieter, his breathing was clear and long, his eyelashes drooped obediently like a small fan, covering the lower eyelid with a light gray shadow.

In fact, after he got drunk, he seemed to have turned on the automatic shielding system, neither listening nor speaking, which was even more difficult to deal with than the boisterous Ji Youting.

Qi Si has two big heads, so he can only send Ji Youting back according to the location information given by the producer's assistant.

Fortunately, the traffic volume at night was not too heavy, so Qi Si was able to move forward smoothly at his slow, snail-like speed.

Ji Da Actor lives in an area with the highest housing prices in City C, and the security and confidentiality of the community are extremely high. Qi Si painstakingly explained it for a long time before the security at the gate reluctantly agreed to let him go.

The petite beetle wandered around the community, and finally stopped slowly in front of a garden house.

"Here we are." Qi Si breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped his sweaty palms in the darkness.

During the brief silence, there was a sudden sound of the door opening from the back seat.

Through the rearview mirror, Qi Si could clearly see Ji Youting covering his mouth in pain, and rushing out of the car door like an arrow.

Then......

Lie down next to the flower bed and vomited.

Qi Si: "..."

He knew he was terrible at driving, but it didn't have to be.

Out of humanitarian concern, Qi Si got a bottle of water from the trunk in the dark, and got out of the car.

"That... Ji Youting, are you okay?" Qi Si thoughtfully unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it over.

As if barely regaining a sense of sobriety in the dizzy feeling of dizziness, Ji Youting supported the edge of the flower bed with both hands, almost gritted his teeth and said, "You know you can't drive...don't you know how to find a substitute driver?!"

"I looked for it," Qi Si said innocently, "but the place is a bit out of the way, and no one took the order for half an hour."

Ji Youting took a deep breath, reached out to take the water bottle in Qi Si's hand, raised his head and took a sip.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Ji Daying once again fell down on the edge of the flower bed and vomited, weakly and stubbornly raised his eyebrows at Qi Si, "Fuck you! Why don't you tell me this is Grapefruit flavor!"

"Ah? Grapefruit? Isn't it mineral water?" Qi Si took a look at the bottle suspiciously, and it really was grapefruit-flavored diet soda.

"I don't know, my dad probably let it go." Qi Si touched his nose in embarrassment, and then realized, "What's the matter, you don't like grapefruit?"

Ji Youting was speechless to him, and he spoke after a while, his voice weak: "Help me in."

"How many floors?"

Qi Si stood at the door of the elevator, bearing half of Ji Youting's body weight, always feeling that he would be crushed in the next second.

"Sixth floor."

The scorching breath with the smell of alcohol sprayed on his ears, making Qi Si feel a little itchy.

He backed away a little, but the next second Ji Youting's tall body pressed over again, with a trace of impatience in his tone: "What are you hiding?"

"..."

Qi Si had no choice but to stand there motionless, treating himself like an unconscious telegraph pole.

When he reached the sixth floor, Qi Si opened the door according to Ji Youting's instructions, and just about to throw him on the sofa and walk away, he was grabbed by the wrist by a strong force.

Ji Youting lay on his back on the sofa, half-closed his eyes, his face darkened: "You just left?"

Qi Si: "Huh?"

if not.

With a stinky face, Ji Youting pointed to himself, and said word by word: "I am allergic to grapefruit."

Pointing to Qi Si again: "Because of you."

Qi Si tilted his head suspiciously: "Are you allergic? Why didn't I see that you were allergic?"

Besides, it was the first time he heard that someone was allergic to grapefruit, maybe this person did not deliberately deceive him?

Ji Youting stared at him for a while, then suddenly began to pull his tie.

Qi Si was shocked when he saw this, and just about to turn his head and run away, he was pushed into the sofa from behind.

"Well……"

He struggled and turned over, Jiang Jiang gave Ji Youting a cannibalistic look.

"You, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing?" As if finding this question interesting, Ji Youting let out a hoarse laugh from his chest, "What do you think I want to do?"

Qi Si always felt that the scene and the dialogue were somewhat familiar, like a certain Mary Su romance novel he had read not long ago.

Before he had time to recall the heroine's answer at that time, he saw Ji Youting reaching out and pulling off the collar of his shirt, revealing the clearly visible collarbone and indistinct pectoral muscles underneath.

Make...can't make this?

"Did you see it?" Ji Youting lifted his chin slightly, and casually tapped the bottom of his neck.

Qi Si covered his eyes with his hands, took a quick glance with the thought of seeing no evil, and then his eyes widened suddenly.

I saw a dense red spot spreading out from the bottom of Ji Youting's neck at some point, which was a little creepy at first glance.

It turned out to be really allergic to grapefruit...

Qi Si started to be belatedly feel a little sorry, and wanted to get up in a panic: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'll go buy medicine for you right away."

"No need," Ji Youting pulled him back, pointed his chin at the TV cabinet, his voice sounded weak, "Look for Chlorpheniramine tablets in the second drawer of the TV cabinet."

"Oh..." Qi Siyiyan found the medicine box in the TV cabinet, carefully read the medicine instructions of Pulmin, then poured two pills in his palm, got up and went to the corner of the living room. A cup of warm water was picked up from the tea bar machine.

After finishing these, he walked back to Ji Youting's side, handed him the cup, and spread the medicine in his palm: "Should I take two pills?"

Ji Youting looked really uncomfortable, with his arms across his eyes, and his breathing was abnormally heavy.

Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes, glanced at the medicine in Qi Si's hand, and after confirming that it was correct, he took the water glass, straightened up and put his face close to Qi Si's open palm.

An unexpected, moist itching swept across his palm, and Qi Si felt his palm suddenly empty before he had time to react.

Ji Youting... What is Ji Youting, an old dog, doing? !

Qi Si's eyes widened, and he was both ashamed and annoyed for a moment, wanting to kick the person in front of him.

However, the instigator was like a normal person, relying on himself as a sick patient, he lazily nestled back on the sofa after drinking water.

"Okay, you can go." Ji Youting closed his eyes and waved his hands, like a high-ranking emperor, commanding Qi Si as if dismissing a submissive little eunuch, "Before you leave, remember to put the lamp on." close."

Qi Si endured and endured, thinking whether Ji Youting's allergies were caused by himself, and finally decided not to be as knowledgeable as him, turned off the lights, slammed the door and left.

"Tsk." In the darkness, Ji Youting turned over on the sofa and muttered in a daze, "I'm still quite angry."

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