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Meng Yi's head went blank for a while, like a huge bell ringing in his ears, making his ears numb, his heart beating like a drum, and the little claws hidden in his body scratched hundreds of times.

It wasn't until he was startled awake by his own red cheeks in the mirror that he suddenly realized that it wasn't the bell, but the whistle of the man behind him.

"You... you wait! I don't need you... don't, don't blow it..."

"Be honest." Fu Juehan's tone could not be disobeyed.

The conditioned reflex was so strong that Meng lost his strength for a moment, shrugged his shoulders and shivered.

Damn, it's too embarrassing...

What the fuck is this called...

To be given by a man whom he has only met twice...

The point is that not only did he not feel awkward or bored, he even went on and on.

Meng Yi couldn't take it anymore, and demanded in a low voice: "Blow it slowly."

Fu Juehan ignored him, he was so anxious to look at him in the mirror that his voice became hoarse: "Let me speak slowly..."

Fu Juehan's eyes darkened, and he suddenly raised his eyes, staring at his face like a hook, his Adam's apple rolling: "Why are you so difficult to serve."

"me......"

I didn't come out for a long time, Meng Yi pursed his lips and peeked at him in the mirror, he quickly lowered his head when he saw him.

He didn't finish that sentence until it was over—

"I didn't let you serve..."

Typical unloading and killing donkeys.

Fu Juehan smiled, and took his hand off the mirror, covering his palm with his icy fingers, "I don't admit it when I'm comfortable."

Meng Yi was a little unreasonable, but also a little comfortable.

It was rare for him to solve it so happily after catching a cold, so he didn't reply for the first time, and even stood there for a while, not wanting to move.

After washing his hands, Fu Juehan came over and poked him, "Are you still thinking about it?"

Meng Yi was furious: "I'm thinking about it! Don't be so sentimental!"

Fu Juehan hummed with an accent, his voice was low and deep, "I vomited on my car and drank like crazy, and got into fights under my window, and now I have to help you even go to the bathroom."

He looked at the little mole on the tip of Meng Yi's nose from the side, he didn't know whether he hated him or coaxed him: "Serving my own son doesn't even bother you."

Breathing suddenly stopped, Meng Yi blurted out: "Do you have a son?"

"Yes, I have."

Fu Juehan took a full look at the disappointment that flashed across his face, and suddenly smiled, "This is not here, running around the streets in Pikachu."

"Fuck!" Meng Yi's heart was beautiful again, and the corners of his eyes flicked, "Don't fucking take advantage of me!"

Fu Juehan walked for 5 minutes before he came out after washing his hands.

I don't know if it's because of the wind, but I always feel hot and uncomfortable all over.

When returning to the deck, Chen Lin asked him why it took him so long, and Meng glanced at him.

With a grunt, he swallowed the wine in his mouth, and Chen Lin looked at him nervously: "Can't do it again?"

"What do you mean it can't be done?" Meng Yi gave him a look, "It's just slow."

When he was a child, he suffered from the cold, which hurt the boy's roots. He was recuperated after seeing a lot of old Chinese doctors, but he still fell ill when he got cold in the ice, and had difficulty urinating, so he had to take emergency medicine.

Not many people know about this, except for his parents and brother, there are only playmates like Chen Lin who grew up together.

"Then how did you do it? Did you bring medicine with you when you went out today?"

"No."

Who would bring that when they went out to fight? Meng Yi didn't know what was going on in his head, so he blurted out and said, "Fu Juehan brought it to me."

"Pfft——" Chen Lin sprayed wine all over the table, his expression looked like he saw a ghost, "What are you talking about?"

Meng Yi also panicked, thinking what the fuck should I say!He pretended to be calm with a cold face: "You, do you believe it..."

Chen Lin shook his head, "I can't believe it."

Meng Yi snorted coldly, "Scared you to death, you can't even joke about it."

"Who would make such a joke! I thank you! Because of you, the four seasons are warm~"

Before he finished singing, a small brother with an inch head came over with two large trays, and put them on their table.

"This is the wine you ordered before, and I will make it warm for you."

He brought up the bubbling wine jug again, and ordered a piece of solid alcohol underneath, "Are you used to cooking wine? The red wine boiled with oranges and pears, brother Han even mixed it with goji berries, which is quite healthy. "

Chen Lin looked dumbfounded, "No...is there an event in your store?"

He looked around and found that the guests were all looking at them at the same time. Obviously, only their table had special treatment.

"No, our boss arranged it."

The younger brother said to Meng Yi: "The boss asked you to pick and drink what you like, and take his account. Just leave what you can't finish, don't force it."

"Ah, ok ok, thank you."

He was still a little dazed staring at the small wine jug, the crimson hot wine made a gurgling sound, and the rich aroma of the wine soon spread to the entire deck.

The eyelashes trembled and flickered twice, Meng Yi's heart was drunk.

Only then did Chen Lin realize: "Ah! He's attacking you!"

He clutched Meng Yi's little neck with a gossip face: "Okay, you are not loyal! Please explain to me clearly what's going on!"

Meng Yi gave him the new drink while laughing, "Drink yours!"

Now that he could talk, he kept silent again.

It seems that there is some shameful secret that I don't want to tell others.

He finished the pot of boiled red wine, leaving only two slices of boiled oranges at the bottom of the pot, warmed by the drink, Meng Yi nestled on the sofa and didn't want to move anymore, dozed off like a cat, and had long since forgotten to return the wine. There are bodyguards.

When Chen Lin pulled him up, both of them were drunk and stupefied, so he found two doormen at the door and asked them to help him take him home.

This is the rule of Regal. If no one comes to pick up the drunk guests or can't find a driver, they will be sent to the designated place by the doorman to ensure safety.

If you are too drunk to be clear about your personnel, you will open a good room next door, and you will not let the guests lie on the side of the road or be picked up by malicious people.

Chen Lin had already been helped away by the doorman, and the little brother who was about to send Meng Yi off had just found out the way, went to the bar to get the key, and Fu Juehan walked over as soon as he raised his eyes, "Give it to me."

"Huh? Ah...Okay brother..."

He handed over the key to the boss, and watched Fu Juehan walk out with Meng Yi in his arms. Li Yang came out of the back kitchen with a large plate of watermelon, "Where's Brother Han?"

The little brother didn't even think about it: "Run... run away to drive..."

"What?"

Li Yang opened his mouth wide, "Is our bar going to close down?"

Meng Yi didn't know how he got out, he was top-heavy, he couldn't feel the existence of his legs, and he floated out like a cotton cloud.

Fu Juehan was taller than him by more than a head, hugged the portrait and carried a little chicken, "If you know who I am, follow me."

"I know," Xiao Jizai nodded, his eyes were blurred with drunkenness, and he stretched his hands into his pockets, "Replacement driver, is two hundred enough?"

Fu Juehan had no choice but to mutter on his head, "No money."

"Exactly." Meng Yichao whispered, "I didn't either..."

There was nothing in the pocket, obviously the wallet was forgotten.

When Li Yang chased him out, the bodyguards Meng Yi had borrowed from his brother had just arrived. They were both tall and burly in black suits, holding earphones and writing back: "Mr. Meng, the second young master has been found, we will take him back immediately. "

He walked quickly to Fu Juehan, "Mr. Fu, thank you tonight, the second son will leave it to us."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Fu Juehan didn't give it to him.

"No, he will come back with me tonight."

"This......"

The bodyguards were astonished and looked at each other in dismay.

The taller one took a step forward and respectfully said, "Mr. Fu, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. The young master has drunk too much and is delirious. How can he go with you? Mr. Meng told us to send him back safely." Home."

What he said obviously meant that his young master was taken by Fu Juehan and wanted to be taken back by force.

Fu Juehan sneered, raised his eyebrows impatiently, and swept his eyes condescendingly, a sharp hostility hit his head.

"Meng wanted to ask you to come here?" He said suddenly, his voice was low and low, but the impact shook the minds of the two of them.

"Yes, it's Mr. Meng..."

"There's nothing wrong with it. This is Wangjiang. Meng Xiang knows who is safest for him to go back with. Meng wants to know better than you."

The bodyguards looked at me and looked at you, their hearts were pounding, they were in a dilemma but they dared not step forward.

Everyone knew who Fu Juehan was, and it was really frightening to snatch someone from him in his territory, but he looked at Li Yang behind him with a bad expression, and became even more timid.

Li Yang saw the concern in their eyes and persuaded: "Go back, two brothers, the young master offended a bastard who doesn't have eyesight, there might be an accident on the road tonight, it's not safe to go back with you."

One of the bodyguards was more serious, "Aren't you also two people?"

"what?"

Li Yang seemed to have heard some joke, and took a step back with his hips crossed. The night light made the smile on his face look menacing.

He pinched the cigarette in his hand against the wind, and at the same time as the scarlet sparks were extinguished, the scattered people standing at the door of Regal took a step forward at the same time, all leaning against the car behind them, staring fiercely at the bodyguard.

Roughly counting, there are seven or eight heads.

Li Yang scratched the wolf's tail on the back of his neck, "Are you relieved now, you two?"

Just sending one person back and forming a convoy, the bodyguards were stunned and shocked, but the taller one reacted first, "Mr. Fu, wait a moment, I will inform Mr. Meng."

Fu Juehan ran out of patience, "No, just ask him directly."

Looking down at Meng Yi.

The person in his arms had almost fallen asleep against him, obediently rubbing against his chest, trying to find a comfortable position.

Because of the drunkenness, Meng Yi had some difficulty breathing, and when he gasped, he unconsciously puffed out his mouth, like a silly goldfish.

Fu Juehan saw that the smile in his eyes spread out, he circled him with one hand, and gently scratched the tip of his nose with the other, "Wake up and take a nap."

The bodyguards all stared straight at him. The current Fu Juehan is more than a little gentler than the Mr. Fu just now, like a very vicious person stroking a delicate cat.

Meng Ban closed his eyes a little, and blinked at him vigorously, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see clearly, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, only the faint woody fragrance from the tip of his nose inexplicably reassured him.

The bodyguards patiently reasoned in his ears and made their interests clear. They hoped that Meng Yi would not be stupid when he was drunk and go back with them honestly.

Meng Yi listened for a long time, then suddenly curled his lips, and looked at Fu Juehan aggrievedly: "Yes, there are ducks quacking next to my ear, don't worry..."

bodyguard:"......"

"Pfft hahahahaha——" Li Yang laughed like crazy, and teased him loudly: "Young master! They are asking who you are with tonight!"

Meng Yi was confused, and almost blew a bubble when he exhaled, "With whom?"

"Well," Fu Juehan wiped the corner of his lips, "I'm with them or with me."

He didn't even bother to use a questioning tone, as if he was sure of winning.

The next second, the kitten in his arms suddenly tiptoed up to his eyes, with his arms around his neck, and his hot face pressed against his eye sockets.

It seems that the soft cat's paws just stuck to the "nest" sunken in the owner's face, and put away the tip of the paws to step on the milk.

He asked very seriously in a low voice: "If I'm with you, can I not spank my ass......"

Fu Juehan picked him up by the waist and walked to the side of the car.

"No fight tonight."

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The review sister begged, but I really didn't do it!No kiss!just boo boo,_