This time she confesses

Back at the work station, Jing Huan dared to pant. His eyes were fixed on the computer screen, but his thoughts were in a state of wandering. When he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of the water glass on the table from the corner of his eye.

The mood gradually calmed down.

What I just encountered in the warehouse, like a movie, clearly reappeared in my mind frame by frame.

Jing Huan put down the water glass, frowned slightly, and poked his chin with his index finger, thinking secretly.

Those words.

Is Lei Jun trying to escape responsibility for the accident?Throwing the blame to Ke Qingyun?

Jing Huan was worried about Ke Qingyun when there was an accident in the staff restaurant. She was restless during the day at work. After hearing what Lei Jun and Chen Wenying said, she was even more restless. She couldn't figure out the result by herself. Qingyun called, but no one answered, and he didn't reply to the WeChat message.

"What are you busy with? I don't answer the phone, and I don't reply to the message." Jing Huan frowned and muttered, so he could only go home first.

Ke Qingyun refused to let her work overtime tonight, but it was almost eight o'clock when Jing Huan got home, kicked off her shoes and rested on the sofa for a while, then went to the bathroom to take a shower with clean clothes.

After coming out of the bathroom, with his hair still dry, he suddenly received a call from Ke Qingyun.

Jing Huan wiped the water on his hands, and hurriedly connected, his voice sounded a little anxious: "Hey, what are you doing, why don't you answer the phone?"

"Secretary Jing."

Jing Huan was stunned suddenly, "President Hua?"

"Well, it's me. You come to the Nature Hotel on Changhong Road to pick up Mr. Ke, she's drunk too much." Hua Rong cut the long story short.

"Okay, I'll be there right away." Jing Huan nodded, hung up the phone without daring to delay, put on his coat outside his pajamas, took the keys and hurried out.

When Jing Huan arrived, Hua Rong and her secretary were waiting for her at the door. The private room was empty of people, and there were only leftovers on the table, and wine bottles were scattered on the floor. After a cursory glance, the number of empty wine bottles was enough for bowling. .

Ke Qingyun was the only one left in the huge room. She was lying on the table with her head resting on her arms, her brows were tightly frowned, and she looked very uncomfortable. Under the influence of alcohol, the blush spread from her cheeks to her neck.

After working as an assistant for so long, Ke Qingyun has a lot of social activities every month, but every time Jing Huan went to pick her up in the past, Ke Qingyun still had a five-point consciousness and knew what he was doing.

It's the first time I've drunk to the point of deliriousness.

"You take her back."

Hua Rong also drank a lot at night, but his mind was still sober. With the support of his secretary, he did not forget to turn around and tell Jing Huan: "Send it home safely."

Hearing the sound, Jing Huan turned her head, with a somewhat dazed expression: "Oh, yes, Mr. Hua."

At the end of March, the night was still very cool. Jing Huan turned on the turned off heater in the private room again, and walked slowly to Ke Qingyun's side. This was the first time I saw her drunk like this. She was a little strange and had an unspeakable feeling. depressed and uncomfortable.

It was too late, and I didn't want Ke Qingyun to have to worry about it. Jing Huan planned to open a room upstairs and let her have a good rest tonight, but he was in a hurry when he went out, so he didn't bring his ID card, so he could only look for her in Ke Qingyun's bag. of.

Obviously there was not much movement, but in the process of searching, Ke Qingyun suddenly opened his eyes, followed the sound, his eyes were a little confused, "What are you doing?"

"I'll look for your ID card and go upstairs to open...a room." Jing Huan almost stuttered when he said the last two words.

Ke Qingyun frowned: "A room?"

"Ah, yes." Jing Huan touched Ke Qingyun's ID card, and instinctively glanced at the photo and date of birth on the ID card.

quite gorgeous,

Did not lie about age.

"It's very late, running around is too troublesome, and it will delay your rest." Jing Huan tried to explain to her in a calm tone.

Ke Qingyun sat up straight, her arms were pressed for too long, and her numbness made her hiss lightly, her brows furrowed. When she raised her eyes to look at Jing Huan, her gaze was a little distracted at first, but after gradually focusing, she finally recognized it. who is the person.

"Jing Huan."

Ke Qingyun leaned over unprepared, with a lingering and sticky voice: "Why are you here?"

"I'll pick you up."

Jing Huan put his ID card in his pocket, put his arm on Ke Qingyun's back, lowered his head, and said softly: "You drink too much, I'll help you up to rest, okay?"

"Drink some honey water and sleep again, and you won't feel uncomfortable when you wake up tomorrow."

There was silence in the air for a while.

"Is it cold outside?" Ke Qingyun raised his head and asked unexpectedly.

Jing Huan paused with his fingers, smiled and shook his head, "It's not cold, I'm wearing thick clothes, and it's not cold even when it snows."

Ke Qingyun murmured: "It's too cold outside, don't go out at night next time."

"Well, next time I want to go out at night, I'll come with you and let you accompany me." Jing Huan answered her words patiently.

Ke Qingyun didn't know if he understood, so he curled his lips and said nothing.

Jing Huan let Ke Qingyun hug her for a while, worried that she would fall asleep, so she spoke out again, and asked patiently: "Are you sleepy? I'll help you go to the upstairs room, where you can sleep more comfortably."

"Have you opened the room?" Ke Qingyun raised his head and stared at Jing Huan with burning eyes.

Although he said this after knowing that Ke Qingyun was drunk, the ambiguous tone made Jing Huan's cheeks heat up: "Well, I'm here for you to rest."

"Do nothing else."

Ke Qingyun frowned, with a serious expression: "You can't have a room with others."

Sure enough, drunk people's minds are jumping, Jing Huan couldn't laugh or cry, and coaxed: "If I don't have a room with others, I'm not yet an adult."

With a sullen face, Ke Qingyun blamed: "You dare to confess to someone who is as old as you when you are not an adult, aren't you afraid that she is a bad person?"

Jing Huan was stunned for a moment before realizing that Ke Qingyun said that the bad guy was himself, and he was fearless: "I'm not afraid, if it's a bad guy, I'll be a bad guy. She can do anything to me."

Ke Qingyun frowned even tighter, "You're going to piss me off."

Jing Huan laughed out loud, lowered his head and kissed Ke Qingyun's lips, "Is this okay?"

"Don't be angry, okay?"

The brows that had been wrinkled all night finally relaxed, Ke Qingyun was a little dazed, "Xiao Jinghuan, have you failed your studies?"

"I learn it from you."

Suffering from alcohol, Ke Qingyun can't speak to Jing Huan at all at the moment.

"Kiss again." Jing Huan leaned over and pecked Ke Qingyun's mouth again, "Okay, I've kissed twice already, be good, I'll help you up to rest."

Ke Qingyun was stunned for a while, probably he didn't know what he was talking about, "You can rest together too."

"Ah."

Jing Huan nodded: "I will accompany you."