Senior, cut off your sleeve?

The unimportant Tang Hao looked at He Xiao with embarrassment, and when he saw Wang Zihe hugging the other's waist, Tang Hao's inner weirdness rose to the highest level.

He Xiao didn't know what to say, before he could speak, he was taken away by Wang Zihe, and He Miao quickly followed.

Tang Hao was really ignored by Wang Zihe, and the beautiful woman in his arms chuckled, "Mr. Tang, let's go too."

The two followed behind Wang Zihe. The hotel manager saw the embarrassment of the scene, so he came to the lobby sensibly and pretended to check the hygiene of the lobby very seriously.

"You, you, and you, come and sweep the dust here."

Everyone hurriedly got up and waited for Wang Zihe to take He Xiao into the elevator, and the waiters gathered together gossiping: "Wow, that was Young Master He just now, it's too fantastic."

"This is the first time I've seen Young Master He be so gentle with others, oh my god..."

"Hey, who do you think it is..."

The manager coughed a few times, and the waiters quickly dispersed, none of them dared to chew their tongues in front of the hotel manager.

The manager deliberately went out to look at the moon from a distance, and after confirming that it was not a comet, he returned to his office.

In the end, Tang Hao didn't dare to really follow Wang Zihe's box, and said with a sigh: "This Young Master He is really weird today, sweetheart, tell me, he doesn't really like that woman, the one with noodles in clear soup, is it true? transformed."

That woman's intuition is better than Tang Hao's, but none of these things are accurate. If she talks nonsense, Tang Hao will do nothing, and she herself will be in danger.

So she tactfully did not answer.

There were only Wang Zihe, He Xiao and He Miao in the private room. He Miao couldn't help herself. This was the first time she had dinner in a luxury hotel, and she always felt a lump in her heart.

But when waiting for the dishes to be served, He Miao knew for the first time that the original dishes could be made so exquisitely, the shape of each plate was almost vivid, and more importantly, the taste was also excellent.

After eating a few mouthfuls, He Miao secretly set a goal for himself, and must bring his younger siblings over for a meal in the future.

He Miao looked up at He Xiao and Wang Zihe, and saw that He Xiao casually picked up a chopstick dish for Wang Zihe, and Wang Zihe never left his mobile phone when eating. This habit is really bad. If it is his younger brother, He Miao It must be reprimanded.

But Wang Zihe was just He Xiao's friend, and He Miao just frowned, and finally ignored them and concentrated on eating.

When the meal was almost finished, the prince suddenly suggested drinking, but He Miao had never drunk it, and Wang Zihe didn't force her, but Wang Zihe insisted that He Xiao must drink.

He Xiaobing wanted to quickly appease this psychopath, so he drank a few glasses with him, but when Wang Zihe encountered wine, he completely changed his personality. Finished off a bottle of red wine.

He Miao wanted to persuade them to drink less, and He Xiao didn't want to worry his sister, so he comforted her: "It's okay, I have occasional dinners at work, and I have exercised a certain amount of alcohol."

He Miao immediately began to feel sorry for her younger brother. Even though his salary is quite high now, the work must be very hard. In her opinion, work that requires entertainment must not be easy.

When Wang Zihe heard that He Xiao was willing to continue drinking, he raised his eyebrows at him, and simply sat next to He Xiao and poured him wine.

"Oh, then I'm going to see how much you drink tonight."

He Xiao took a look at him, picked up the wine glass in one hand and drank it directly. Wang Zihe looked overjoyed, and He Xiao began to be vigilant in his heart, beware of the sudden onset of this neuropathy.

Wang Zihe didn't touch He Xiao, but kept pouring him alcohol. In the end, He Xiao didn't know how much he drank.

When he felt drunk, he quickly shook his head to wake up, stood up and said to He Miao, "Sister, let me take you back first."

Seeing him drink so much, He Miao was terrified. He kept shaking his head and said, "I can call a car myself. You should go back and rest first."

Wang Zihe thought for a while, then made a phone call, and the hotel manager would come over soon.

"Young Master He, do you have any orders? Is there not enough wine?"

"You arrange a letter to send my sister back."

The hotel manager looked at He Miao with wide-eyed eyes, feeling horrified in his heart, this, this, turned out to be Wang Zihe's sister, no, it didn't mean that Huanjing Group only had one prince, could it be an illegitimate daughter...?

Surprised by surprise, he hurriedly arranged for his distant relatives to send He Miao back, repeatedly urging him to send him there.

He Xiao knew that he drank too much, so he didn't force his sister to go back, "Sister, send me a message when you go back."

He Miao nodded, looked at He Xiao, hesitated to speak, and finally went back without saying a word.

Wang Zihe waited for everyone to leave, then hugged He Xiao and kissed him for a long time, and when he let go, he said happily: "I won't go back tonight, we will get a room at the hotel."

He Xiao squinted at him, "If you're not afraid that tomorrow's headline will be the shocking news that the rich second generation and their male companions have a house, then it's up to you."

Originally, because he had drunk too much wine, his cheeks seemed to be flushed with blush, but after staring at him, half of Wang Zihe's body softened inexplicably, and he felt that He Xiao was trying to seduce him.

Wang Zihe pressed He Xiao on the seat and made a fuss for a while, in the end, the two still couldn't go back, Wang Zihe fed He Xiao another bottle mouth to mouth like crazy.

He Xiao was supported by Wang Zihe to the top floor of the presidential suite. He only felt that the floor he stepped on was soft, and his body was almost hanging on Wang Zihe's body.

After entering the room, Wang Zihe almost couldn't wait to press He Xiao against the wall, and kissed He Xiao frantically and meticulously.

He Xiao's back was a cold wall, and in front of him was Wang Zihe's enthusiastic and strong body. He was in the alternation of hot and cold, and he was in a trance for a while. He put his arms around Wang Zihe's back, and his consciousness began to rise and fall.

Until his body touched a fiery hardness, He Xiao broke out in a cold sweat, and suddenly he woke up, and he began to struggle to leave.

Afraid of hurting He Xiao, Wang Zihe had no choice but to keep comforting him, saying, "Baby, I don't do anything, you help me, use your hands, baby, help me..."

Finally, with a begging tone, He Xiao gradually calmed down, hearing Wang Zihe's constant murmur, He Xiao closed his eyes, and slowly moved his right hand down from Wang Zihe's back, to the place where the two were closely connected.

"This is the last time." He Xiao's voice was a little hoarse due to drinking too much, adding a touch of sexiness to the ambiguous atmosphere.

Wang Zihe didn't care what he said, as long as he was willing to help him, Wang Zihe bit He Xiao's collarbone lightly, and hurriedly followed his words and said: "Well, just this time, baby, hurry up, I feel bad."

He Xiao slept until noon and didn't get up until noon. When he woke up, he had a splitting headache. He cursed Wang Zihe for being crazy, and he actually drank three bottles of red wine yesterday.

When he got up, he found that Wang Zihe was no longer on the bed.