lover relationship

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Lin Wei couldn't help laughing, but he couldn't refute. After hanging up the phone, Lin Wei took the key from the entrance and threw it in his hand.

He felt a little itchy, wanting to whistle like Sang Ye, Boss Lin pouted slightly, feeling stupid again, a Muggle.

He went straight out.

The drinking at Mianshan had already ended, Miss White and Ye Xiaoru were purely brought by Sang Ye to let them go on vacation, and Sang Ye drove them to play early, anyway, he reimbursed the expenses.

Ye Xiaoru was still a little uneasy, so Miss White pulled her away: "Don't be so timid, you're like a little rabbit, hurry up, let's open a room by ourselves and go soak in the hot spring."

Ye Xiaoru blushed half of her face, glanced at Sang Ye secretly, and ran away with Miss White.

Due to the fact that the younger brother and junior had to investigate in the afternoon, they didn't drink to their heart's content at noon, so they went back to the room to rest, and made an appointment to soak in the hot spring and play mahjong in the room.

Sang Ye's upper family is Fu Zhifei, his next family is the deputy director of the Tourism Bureau, and the opposite is Director Wang of the police station.Director Wang is about forty or fifty years old, but he is very energetic and doesn't look old. He and Fu Zhifei are considered to be close friends. He likes Fu Zhifei's paintings, and he also knows a little Chinese painting. The two often drink tea together to discuss brushwork and painting. law or something.

Director Wang and the deputy director of the Tourism Bureau are somewhat related by marriage, so Sang Ye also called Fu Zhifei this time, and the four of them came together for a field trip, just to build relationships.

Sang Ye was grinning, ghost spirit, a piece of Nanfeng was fed to the next family and fed a stick, and the next round was self-defeating, he talked to them with a smile, kept the six pieces, and took apart the fifty thousand pieces and sent them out.

Fu Zhifei saw it clearly, and confronted him funnyly, and gave him another [-] sheet.

Sang Ye gave him a blank look, but still didn't play cards, and threw another [-] card, and he still had a [-] card in his hand.

Director Wang laughed and said, "Xiao Sang has so many numbers."

Sang Ye knew that he had seen it, so he didn't make a sound, just smiled: "What's the use of having too many cards, don't use one card after another, it's too bad."

The deputy bureau of the next house drew a card, and he intended to give Chief Wang a winning card, but the king's bureau was hit by the wind, and he was not sure whether to throw the bar or the barrel.

Sang Ye smiled and said, "I think Director Wang is in charge of the police station, and the most important thing he needs is notes."

The deputy director's eyes lit up slightly, and he still made a detour and said, "I don't think what Xiao Sang said is quite right, your temper is too unpredictable, I don't believe you."

He played a card of three: "Look, Uncle Wang can do anything."

Director Wang laughed and pushed the cards away, pointed at Sang Ye and the deputy director and said, "You two... oh, what are you doing, this is so boring! I'm afraid I can't play cards or something?"

Sang Ye smiled and buckled the cards: "Uncle Wang wrongly blamed me, this was taught by your good friend Fu Zhifei, I don't know how to do it."

Director Wang looked at Fu Zhifei: "Little Fu, I didn't expect you to be such a person."

They all looked at him teasingly. Fu Zhifei didn't like these twists and turns. With the corners of his world-weary eyes drooping, he smoked a cigarette and said decisively, "I'll drink two more glasses tonight."

Director Wang laughed out loud, and the deputy director gave a thumbs up: "You're refreshing, I like how straightforward you are!"

Fu Zhifei didn't say anything, and Sang Ye blocked the deputy director's hand: "Hey, I'm refreshing too, why don't you praise me, it's not good to favor one thing than another! But you're going to drink this time!"

They originally played cards based on money, five hundred times, Director Wang said with a smile at that time: "I'm in charge of that, do you still dare to gamble?"

The deputy director immediately followed up and said, "Why don't we gamble, one drink is not too much, how about it?"

Director Wang really doesn't want to gamble, he just plays cards for fun, the deputy director is because he doesn't have that much capital to play with these three, five hundred times, and eight times when he loses, and he counts 4000 Yuan, how can he afford it?When I get home, I have to kneel on the washboard.

Because of Sang Ye's words, he was also straightforward, Director Wang and the deputy director often made things difficult for him, Director Wang was better, he was a bit of an old boss, but the deputy director was not so easy to talk to, he was also young, and he could drink well, Sang Ye If he didn't have that cumbersome stomach, he wouldn't be afraid.

It just so happened that he had too many drinking games lately...

When playing cards before, he and Fu Zhifei took turns giving cards to the two directors. They couldn’t do without drinking. They played a round of cards, but they didn’t drink beer. The beer was too full. The white wine they drank was about one cup Two, Director Wang took the initiative to add water to the wine after drinking it, and after seeing it, he almost said it was over, and Sang Ye took a breather for a while.

He is not good at spirits, unlike the old bastard Fu Zhifei, who likes to drink a little when he draws for inspiration, and his drinking capacity is hidden.

When the table was served in the evening, Fu Zhifei had enough rest and was already sober. He could stand the wine table, but Sang Ye was not so good.

He only likes to drink red wine to taste, he doesn't like to eat and drink like this.But because of his saying "I'm happy too", he was inevitably persuaded by the deputy director to drink. He was smiling, his stomach was hurting, and he had already cursed bad things in his gut-this drink...was he afraid that he would not die suddenly? !

He secretly drank two sachets of the granule beforehand, but it still didn't work. Sang Ye supported the sink in the bathroom, a pale face was reflected in the mirror in front of him, and his lips were trembling—that's because he vomited.

His stomach ache had already borrowed the strength of his drinking madness, and he couldn't even get drunk, soberly felt his stomach curled up like twisting a towel, it hurt him to death.

Sang Ye washed his face with cold water, combed his forehead hair back, messed up his hair, and pressed his fingers heavily along his scalp, so he became more awake.He straightened his hair again, tossed it slightly, and suddenly felt dizzy, Sang Ye felt that he really couldn't hold on right now.

He stood up straight and wanted to go out, but the stomach pain was pulling his nerves, making him unable to straighten his back, and he kept falling down.

Fu Zhifei, who had already seen something was wrong outside, walked in quickly and helped him up: "Sang Ye!"

Sang Ye supported his hand and exhaled, feeling the lights in front of him turn on again, the black eyes just now were relieved, Sang Ye waved his hand: "What are you shouting, it's giving me a headache."

Fu Zhifei frowned and put out the cigarette: "Go and rest, don't drink."

Sang Ye stood up and rubbed his stomach: "Tch...you coax them when I'm gone? With your temper, can you laugh in front of them? It would be better if you had tea with Director Wang privately. In such an official occasion , you have a fart!"

He couldn't be excited when he spoke, otherwise he would feel dizzy with a stomachache. So Sang Ye paused for a long time before saying, "You still have to rely on me, Dad."

Fu Zhifei sneered: "I rely on you? I rely on you to go to the hospital?"

Sang Ye followed him out, saying, "Stop underestimating people."

Passing by the waiter, Sang Ye asked her to pour a cup of hot water, and swallowed the pills.

Fu Zhifei frowned and wanted to speak, but Sang Ye raised his palm first: "It's all right, son, you don't care about me, and I won't listen to you."

Fu Zhifei was so angry that his teeth hurt: "I think you will be finished sooner or later."

Sang Ye laughed at what he said, the phone rang in his pocket, he took it out and took a look, it was Lin Wei, he didn't answer, pushed the door and went into the box again.

Fu Zhifei took out a cigarette: "I'm smoking one outside, don't drink it, I greeted Director Wang when I came out, and he will stop you."

Sang Ye said with a smile: "Thank you! You are indeed my old father who is so worried."

Fu Zhifei lit the fire: "Go away, I'm sick of such entertainment."

Sang Ye laughed twice, and walked in.

Fu Zhifei took out his mobile phone and called Lin Wei... He just saw the caller ID on Sang Ye's mobile phone.

Lin Wei came very quickly. To put it simply, he was at the gate of the hot spring villa when he called.

So when Fu Zhifei told him that Sang Ye was going to die, Lin Wei immediately came in.

Fu Zhifei didn't expect Lin Wei to come so quickly, like a god emerging from the ground in a flash.

In fact, he didn't say it so bluntly, he only told Lin Wei about Sang Ye's stomach problem, and that he was having a stomach problem now.

Fu Zhifei originally planned to ask Sang Ye's female secretary to send him back after they finished drinking, but he just said hello to Lin Wei in advance and told him to open the door for Sang Ye at night and take good care of him, but he didn't expect him to come.

When Lin Wei saw Fu Zhifei standing at the door, he knew that the matter was not serious. He asked, "Where's the Sangye man?"

Fu Zhifei frowned and said, "I'm afraid he would be unhappy if you came."

Lin Wei pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, as if to say, I don't mind.

Fu Zhifei resolutely chose to ignore their simple, rough and elusive emotional model, and pointed at the door.

Lin Wei opened the box and walked in.

At this moment, Sang Ye was arguing with the deputy bureau chief. Director Wang, the peacemaker, even advised the deputy bureau chief not to drink, because he couldn't hold on anymore.But the deputy bureau chief himself was on the top, and he couldn't tell the north, the south, and the east, holding his head and shouting from his mouth, "have another drink, or you will look down on me."

Sang Ye thought it was funny, he originally looked down on them, if it wasn't for smooth work and the political review could be passed earlier next year, he wouldn't bother to care about it.

Sang Ye hooked his foot on the leg of the chair, reminding himself not to fall over all the time, while saying "No, no, I really can't drink anymore", while putting the wine glass to his mouth.

The bitterness of the beer can almost evoke a tsunami of acid in his stomach, the golden color and bubbles, and the white froth floating on the rim of the glass, which is a little disgusting.

The wine glass just touched his lips, and Sang Ye really couldn't drink it.

But the door opened, he felt relieved, and shouted: "Fei, come on, come on, help me accept this cup of love! Don't spoil the director's interest!"

He hasn't seen who is coming, and he can't see clearly, his dizziness is all supported by his will.

Lin Wei looked at the unhealthy redness on his pale face, and the glass of wine in his hand, his eyebrows were almost twisted into a pimple.

Director Wang was very surprised: "Lin..."

He didn't say a word, Lin Wei grabbed Sang Ye's hand to take the wine, knocked on the turntable of the dining table: "Director Wang, is this toast to you?"

Before Wang Ju's drunken head turned, Fu Zhifei at the door also walked in.

"No, it's not me." Others don't know about Lin Wei's family background, but Chief Wang knows that he doesn't mess with Lin Wei. He glanced at Sang Ye thoughtfully, and lifted his chin to the side, "I've had too much to drink! Don't bother." It's difficult for each other, I think this is almost drunk..."

Lin Wei stretched out his hand to knock the glass to the side of the deputy director, and drank the glass of wine, the deputy director's eyes widened when he saw Lin Wei.

They met Lin Wei when he was developing the cultural corridor of the hometown of celebrities in Suhe River when Lin Wei used land for urban functions. He knew how bad this person was. What's more, Mayor Xu said he was going to retire, but he hadn't. Lin Wei messed with him. Sorry.

At this moment, the deputy director was in a daze with the wine glass in his hand, wondering if he wanted to drink this glass of wine... He couldn't drink it anymore, he really wanted to vomit.

Sang Ye stood up and looked at Lin Wei, thinking he was drunk, and rubbed his eyes.

His eyes were red, and the corners of his eyes were bloodshot. When he got up, he shook his brows and said with a frown, "Lin Wei? What are you doing here?"

Lin Wei didn't say anything, Sang Ye wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he said hello to Lin Wei first, Sang Ye felt like throwing up as soon as he covered his mouth, and it was too late to go to the bathroom!

Lin Wei took off his coat and stuffed it into his hand.

In the end, Sang Ye couldn't hold back and vomited out, scrapped a high-end leather jacket from him, and filled him with bad water.

Lin Wei was uncomfortable looking at it, let alone Sang Ye vomited bloodshot in the end.

The heater in the room was hot. Lin Wei hugged Sang Ye's waist and wiped his mouth. Sang Ye probably felt the calmness of the person coming, and leaned on Lin Wei's shoulder in a daze.Over there, Fu Zhifei poured the granule and started contacting the hospital.

Lin Wei hugged Sang Ye and slowly rolled up his sleeves, like a cold-blooded poisonous snake that has come out of its hole.

His little canary is sick, and it tastes bad when it's sick, which he doesn't like.

Lin Wei had no intention of letting go of the deputy director. He moved gracefully, picked up the wine glass next to him, filled it up, put it on the table, and staring at the deputy director was already terrifying.

"Drink." Lin Wei said expressionlessly.

The deputy director grunted and swallowed.

He was afraid that he would not be able to walk out of this room standing up.

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