He only behaves like this when he is with these people.
Zhuo Jian felt that she hadn't seen him like this for a long time, a little...
"We'll send Su Bai and Miss Jian back. Is it okay for you to take him with you?"
"..."
Yan Zheng made a decision, then ignored her and nodded directly to Jian Qian.
Jian Qian smiled and said, "That's troublesome, Mr. Yan."
"No trouble, please."
"Brother, what about Brother Su Bai?"
"You carry him."
Strictly and gentlemanly, he and Jian Qian walked in front. Zhao Lin didn't want to carry Su Bai on his back, so he asked the staff to help him down.
Seeing that Zhuo Jian was still there, Fu Yanye suddenly smiled. A tall man with long legs and a wavy walk came to her eyes and said, "Honey, you are here to take me home."
"..."
Zhuo Jian frowned.
What kind of wine did he drink? It tasted strange, like red wine, but with the spiciness of white wine.
When Fu Yanye leaned on her shoulder, she looked inside. Although she couldn't see the specific things, she could still understand the appearance.
"Can you leave by yourself?"
Zhuo Jian asked him coldly.
"Uh-huh."
He nodded, but quickly shook his head.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him. For a long time, she couldn't bear to say any more cold words.
He is really like this...
"Are you going to carry me?"
"I can't carry you, how about I ask the staff to carry you down?"
"Well, no, I don't like others touching me."
He directly hugged Zhuo Jian tightly, forcing her to carry him.
"Fu Yanye, please be gentle, your neck will be broken."
Drunk people are really nothing serious.
"Sorry, let me see. Does it hurt? I'll blow it for you."
"Hello."
He really tilted his head to blow her neck, then kissed her and sucked on her.
Zhuo Jian froze and his face turned red.
A waiter went to clean up and passed by them.
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to push him hard, "Fu Yanye, please wake up."
"Honey, you smell so good."
Zhuo Jian was so angry that he wanted to cry but he laughed out loud, "Fu Yanye, you are crazy, who made you drink so much?"
"Su Bai, that guy wants to confess to you while I'm drunk."
Fu Yanye suddenly felt that his kick just now was too light.
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian turned to look at her in confusion.
Confession?
What confession?
Fu Yanye was still drunk at first, but after being pushed by her to stand up straight, he suddenly looked at her big confused eyes and calmed down a bit, but then he giggled again, "He wants me to confess."
He hugged her arm again, begging, "Take me home."
"..."
Zhuo Jian thought, he was so drunk that he even acted like a baby?
"Then watch the steps carefully."
"Um."
He obediently agreed.
Zhuo Jian walked slowly. He was not in the mood to look at the steps, he was just looking at her.
After going downstairs, he asked: "Honey, why is half of your face so red? Are you sick?"
Zhuo Jian bit his lower lip and looked at him dissatisfied.
In public, the boss of Tangtang Clothing Group and his wife were drunk in a private restaurant, walking crookedly, but she was not allowed to blush?
It would be nice if she could still maintain her dignity.
"Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu have eaten. Welcome to come again next time."
The supervisor even came over to say hello before they left.
Zhuo Jian smiled and nodded, and Fu Yanye said in a drunken and hoarse voice: "I didn't come until my wife came."
"..."
Zhuo Jian ignored him, thinking that this place seemed like you had brought me here before, and it was said that you often gathered here.