The first thousand eight hundred and forty-seven chapters are not drunk (11 more)
Time flies and comes to the evening of the next day.
Lin Zhiming walked out of his office.
"Are you ready to go?" Lin Zhiming asked his secretary Zhao Meng.
"Uh-huh, boss, wait for me a moment, I'll go to the lounge and change some clothes!" Zhao Meng stood up and said.
"What clothes do you want to change into? This is good." Lin Zhiming said.
Today, Zhao Meng was wearing a professional suit as always, with a short skirt and black stockings that Lin Zhiming would never get tired of.
"After all, Xiao Ling is treating guests to dinner tonight, so it's better to dress casually." Zhao Meng said, turning around and leaving with a blushing face.
Lin Zhiming smiled and said nothing more.
After a while, Zhao Meng returned to Lin Zhiming.
When Lin Zhiming saw Zhao Meng's dress, he immediately thought that Zhao Meng knew how to play.
Zhao Meng was wearing a blue tight-fitting dress. The dress was waist-cinched and shrunk in at the waist, making Zhao Meng's figure curve more obvious. The skirt roughly reached the knees. Although not much of her legs were exposed, this
A set of clothes gives people the feeling of incomparable pure desire.
"I remember that the one on Douyin called a small grain of sand seems to have worn this skirt, right?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Hmm...same style." Zhao Meng nodded, then picked up a small shoulder bag and slung it across his body.
The strap of the small bag started from the shoulder, pressed between the two chests, and then extended to the waist. Such a hanging method made the protruding parts of Zhao Meng's body look even more prominent.
Lin Zhiming couldn't help but licked his lips.
It stands to reason that he has seen many women with good figures and good faces, but for some reason, Zhao Meng is still better at making people desire.
"Is it okay to dress like this?" Zhao Meng asked nervously.
"Okay... okay, so-so, I'm going to the bathroom." Lin Zhiming said, turned and walked to the bathroom next to him.
Zhao Meng looked at Lin Zhiming strangely. He found that Lin Zhiming's walking posture was a bit awkward, and his legs were slightly spread out, as if his pants were too tight...
When Lin Zhiming came out again, Lin Zhiming's expression became much calmer. He shook the water on his hand and said, "Let's go."
"Yeah." Zhao Meng nodded and followed Lin Zhiming into the elevator.
The elevator goes directly to the basement.
"Boss, is that okay?" Zhao Meng gently pulled the clothes in Lin Zhiming's hands and looked at Lin Zhiming expectantly.
"Okay." Lin Zhiming nodded.
Zhao Meng excitedly hugged Lin Zhiming's hand and leaned slightly against Lin Zhiming's body.
"Ahem." Lin Zhiming coughed twice and felt that his hand was being squeezed a little tight.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time." Zhao Meng said shyly.
Lin Zhiming smiled, and walked out of the elevator with Zhao Meng's arms, then walked all the way to the car, got in the car together and headed to the place to eat.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the restaurant.
Zhao Meng got out of the car first, then pulled her skirt down nervously, and then glared at Lin Zhiming in the car.
Lin Zhiming smiled, stretched his hand to the seat next to him and wiped it, then got out of the car.
"You, you can't do that in the future." Zhao Meng scolded in a low voice.
"What happened to me?" Lin Zhiming asked aggrievedly.
"You know it yourself!" Zhao Meng said angrily.
"Don't you like it?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Bah, who would like it? I am a serious girl after all, huh!" Zhao Meng said angrily.
"I am measured." Lin Zhiming said proudly.
Zhao Meng was struck by the connotation of Lin Zhiming's word "measurement", and after glaring at Lin Zhiming, he stopped talking.
The two walked into the restaurant together and immediately saw Xiao Ling sitting by the window.
Xiao Ling waved to the two of them excitedly.
The two walked over and sat next to Xiao Ling.
"Sister Meng, why are you face so red? Are you motion sick?" Xiao Ling looked at Zhao Meng in confusion and asked.
"Indeed, I was driving too fast just now and I got carsick." Lin Zhiming said from the side.
"It's true that I'm a little dizzy, but I'll be fine soon," Zhao Meng said.
"Oh...what about that? I've already ordered the dishes. Let's see if there's anything else you want to eat." Xiao Ling said.
"We eat very casually. We mainly come out to meet you and chat with you." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"Let's have a drink by the way." Zhao Meng said from the side.
"Do you want to drink?" Lin Zhiming asked Zhao Meng with squinted eyes.
"Of course, I have to drink at night, get drunk." Zhao Meng said.
"Oh...that's okay." Lin Zhiming nodded as if he had some understanding.
"It's okay to drink, but I don't drink well, so don't bully me." Xiao Ling said with a smile.
Xiao Ling, a simple person, really thought that drinking was just drinking. Little did she know that Lin Zhiming and Zhao Meng were not drunkards at all...
The food and wine were served quickly, and Xiao Ling, as the host, presided over the meal very attentively.
While drinking and drinking, Xiao Ling, a young man who had not yet experienced the hardships of society, soon became overwhelmed with alcohol.
"Idol, I, let me tell you, I have always, always have something to say to you, you, you are not only my idol, but also my savior, I, my kindness to you
Always remember it in your heart, no matter what happens in the future, I, I will always be you and yours." Xiao Ling blushed, holding Lin Zhiming's hand with blurred eyes and said.
Lin Zhiming smiled and patted Xiao Ling's head and said, "It's enough for you to live a good life and be happy for a lifetime. Don't think too much about other things."
"I, I know, come on, let's, let's keep drinking, drink..." Before Xiao Ling could finish her words, she buried her head directly on the table and fell asleep just like that.
"This little girl has a really bad capacity for drinking." Zhao Meng said with a smile.
"Do you think you'll get better after drinking?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"That must be good. If you don't accept it, keep drinking until she wakes up?" Zhao Meng asked.
"Come on!" Lin Zhiming smiled, knowing that Zhao Mengmeng was drunk tonight, so he asked the waiter to bring him another drink.
The two of them drank one-on-one for more than half an hour. After finishing more than two bottles of red wine, they found that Xiao Ling had completely fallen asleep!
"How about sending her back first? It's not good to sleep here." Zhao Meng suggested.
"Okay!" Lin Zhiming nodded, then called the waiter to pay the bill, then picked up Xiao Ling and walked out of the hotel.
Xiao Ling was really drunk, and because of the red wine she drank at night, she was very energetic, so she seemed even more drunk now than when she first lay down.
Lin Zhiming carried her into the car, and then took her back to her residence with Zhao Meng.
Arriving at Xiao Ling's residence, Lin Zhiming put Xiao Ling on the bed and then returned to the living room.
In the living room, Zhao Meng was sitting on the sofa, looking at Lin Zhiming expectantly.
"Shall we change places?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Xiao Ling seems to be quite drunk. It's better to stay here. I can take care of her to some extent." Zhao Meng said.
"What about us?" Lin Zhiming looked at Zhao Meng inquiringly.
"She has wine here." Zhao Meng pointed to the refrigerator.
"Am I talking about the wine?" Lin Zhiming rolled his eyes.
"She also has a bed here." Zhao Meng pointed to another room and said, "When she was in a bad mood some time ago, I came to stay with her and slept in that room."
"Oh!" Lin Zhiming's eyes lit up, and then he said, "That's the choice? Why don't you choose a place with a better environment and a more significant place?"
"Why do you have to choose?" Zhao Meng asked with his eyes wide open as if he didn't understand anything.
"Are you pretending to be stupid?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"No, who is pretending to be stupid?" Zhao Meng still acted like he didn't understand anything.
"Okay, I'm leaving." Lin Zhiming said, turning and walking towards the door.
"No!" Zhao Meng shouted quickly.
Lin Zhiming stopped, turned around and asked, "Are you still pretending to be stupid now?"
"No, no, boss, come over here and let's have some more drinks. Now I feel like I can drink." Zhao Meng said.
Lin Zhiming walked to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator door, took out a few bottles of beer and walked to Zhao Meng.
"Just drink some more." Lin Zhiming said.
Zhao Meng nodded, took the initiative to open the beer bottle, and then took some snacks from the drawer next to him and put them on the table.
The two of them were eating snacks and drinking beer, and another hour passed in the blink of an eye.
In the quiet night, the two people sat opposite each other, and even their breathing could be heard clearly.
The breathing of the two of them was much heavier than before, which seemed to be because of drinking, and also seemed to be because their emotions had been brewing.
"I...I want to hug you, boss." Zhao Meng took the initiative to request.
"Okay." Lin Zhiming nodded, walked to Zhao Meng and sat down, reaching out to hug Zhao Meng.
The two people's bodies were tightly touching each other, just like those young men and women dating for the first time.
Of course, Lin Zhiming was a veteran and would not imitate those newcomers who said "Can I kiss you?" He directly leaned into Zhao Meng's ear and said, "Come into the room?"
Zhao Meng nodded slightly.
Lin Zhiming grinned, picked up Zhao Meng, and walked into the next room.
The moment the door to the room was closed, the two obsessed men and women who had been suppressed for a long time burst out with unimaginable energy in an instant, as if they were going to shatter the room.
I don't know how much time passed, but Zhao Meng was exhausted and fell asleep with Lin Zhiming hugging him from behind.
Lin Zhiming also fell asleep.
Vaguely, Zhao Meng broke away from Lin Zhiming's arms and sat up from the bed.
"What's wrong?" Lin Zhiming asked with his eyes closed.
"Go to the bathroom." Zhao Meng said and walked out of the room.
After a while, slight footsteps sounded.
Then, someone climbed onto the bed and lay down with his back to Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming hugged the other party from behind.
Under the influence of strong energy and alcohol, Lin Zhiming's hands began to become restless...