Hot Search It's Him Again [Entertainment Circle]

She shed tears because of love, and in reality, she almost turned into lemon essence in a live performance, and the lemon juice flowed upstream into a river.

Feeling the warm breath from the side of his neck, Sing Chi took every step steadily and slowly, his nose was filled with a faint aroma of wine mixed with Baijiu's breath, every step was like walking on a road paved with colorful clouds.

As if a hole had been opened in a jar of aged wine, the aroma of the wine permeated into his nervous system along the tip of his nose, leaving an indelible mark in the end.

Although love is beautiful, reality is also very important.

Secretary Su put away the pink bubbles that filled her head, and quickly opened the car door so that the boss could put the person in the car.

Sting Chi slowly put the man down from behind, carefully helped him to sit on the back seat, Bai Jiu frowned as if aware of it, and muttered something in a low voice.

Afterwards, Ling Chi also sat in the back seat, resting Bai Jiu's head on his shoulders.

After listening to understand the mumbling in the mouth of the drunk, his face turned black all of a sudden.

The resolute side face flickered under the light that flickered from time to time outside the window, his brows were frowned unhappily, but his hands were still protecting Bai Jiu's head.

Cold and tender.

Bai Jiu had a dream. In the dream, a man with broad shoulders was carrying him on his back, and every step was steady and powerful.

He was very happy, dancing happily behind the man, and from time to time, he rubbed the handsome side of the man affectionately, a small electric current slid across the touching skin of the two, and sparks and lightning rushed into the bang bang dance all the way. The non-stop fragile heart made the whole body numb with electricity.

Waking up from a dream, dry mouth and splitting headache.

Bai Jiu struggled to sit up and rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling a little foggy all over.

That's right, he remembered going to the crew's wrap-up banquet last night, and was dragged by Tan Yi to drink a lot of wine, and after that... his memory was a little fuzzy.

But he did wake up in his bedroom. Could it be that Zhong Qiao sent him back? That's wrong, the other party didn't know his address.

That is Assistant Wang?I didn't take him with me yesterday.

After being puzzled, there was a knock on the bedroom door. Bai Jiu raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound. A slender figure stood beside the open door.

Looking at Baijiu who couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes, Singchi lowered his voice, making his voice low and sexy, "Good morning, I made breakfast, you should need some."

Bai Jiu was indeed surprised for a moment. The moment he saw Ling Chi, he almost lost his ability to think, his pupils shrank and his throat itched.

Of course he insisted that drunkenness was more than 80% of the factor.

When he didn't get a reply, Ling Chi continued to lean against the door, gazing at him silently with his hands crossed over his chest.

Until Baijiu cleared his throat, "Well, wait for me, I'll be here soon."

After a night of fermentation, his voice was successfully hoarse. This feeling was too unpleasant. Baijiu frowned slightly, and reached out to reach for the water on the bedside table that had dried at some time.

Just stretched out a hand to stop him, "This water is too cold, I'll pour you another glass, I made the wine soup and the temperature is just right, I think you'd better drink that."

There was some silence at the dinner table, Bai Jiu lowered his head and drank the hangover soup prepared for him by the pool, his thirsty throat was relieved, and he finally had the mind to recall what happened last night.

He remembered that he didn't drink too much, so why did he get so drunk that he passed out?

Introspect again, drinking was a mistake, and I marked it red in the small notebook in my mind.

"How do you feel now? Is your stomach still uncomfortable?" Ling Chi's voice sounded, and the concern inside was sincere.

"Ah, I'm fine, you...why are you here?" Bai Jiu was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously picked his fingertips.

Sting Chi has discovered his little habit long ago, every time Bai Jiu feels embarrassed or shy, he will do this gesture subconsciously, but he doesn't know if he himself has noticed.

He didn't intend to hide it, and took a sip of warm milk, "Well, I picked you up last night, and I saw you drunk like that, so I dropped by and sent you home." After speaking, he glanced at someone meaningfully.

Bai Jiu vaguely recalled that he had a dream of being carried on his back. From this point of view, could it be that it was not a dream at all but real?

Oh, Bai Jiu, you are really screwed.

Not to mention being carried on the back by the pool, but still happy like a two hundred and five?Let me ask you sincerely, why on earth do you always make such an ugly face in front of Mischi!

"As for why you stayed overnight..." Sting Chi glanced at him, "I'm afraid you'll vomit, it'll be too uncomfortable and I won't have anyone to take care of you, so I'm worried about you."

Sting Chi wanted to find a hole in the ground to get in, but the reality didn't allow him to do so, "Well... I won't drink anymore!" His tone was full of exasperation and exasperation.

Sting Chi looked at him with a half-smile at first, but when he spoke again, he said seriously, "Maybe, what you need is not quitting drinking, but a boyfriend like me who can take care of you when you're drunk?"

Suddenly the window paper was punctured, and Baijiu was so frightened that the spoon fell into the soup bowl.

He was like a doll whose pause button was pressed, and he sat blankly in the chair and looked at Lingchi.