Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Ji Mingyou supported his forehead, recalling why he hadn't deleted the obsessed mind before, and sighed softly: "That's not the case."

"Nonsense, Ji Mingyou, I really got to know you today." Lin Weiwei sat on the chair without leaving time for rebuttals and said, "You say one thing and another, you obviously like this photo."

Ji Mingyou looked embarrassed and was agitated by Lin Weiwei's nonsense.

Lin Weiwei twirled the teacup on the table with a smile on his face, having a great time playing.

"I actually care about drunk people." Ji Mingyou shook his head, took back his cell phone, and said in a low voice.

"No, you obviously are. Ji Mingyou, you are very different to me." Lin Weiwei raised his red face, with cunning in his bright eyes, shaking from side to side.

Ji Mingyou was startled, and followed her words to think, his eyes were deep, hiding too many thoughts, and he murmured: "It has been like this for a long time without knowing it."

"Are you admitting it?" Lin Weiwei held his chin and opened his mouth slightly, as if he had nothing to say.

Ji Mingyou realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and stared straight at her with black eyes, waiting for her words, and pursed his lips nervously.

Lin Weiwei stared at it without blinking, smiled brightly, lay down on the table, patted his hands vigorously and said, "Ji Mingyou, it's so fun to tease you."

Lin Weiwei pressed his hot cheeks against the cold table, his head swelled, and he couldn't control his mouth: "Look at your tense face, relax a little."

"The red wine tastes good tonight, you should have it here."

Ji Mingyou's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, with his arms folded around his chest, he looked at Lin Weiwei who was drunk and mad with disgust, and said coldly, "No, shut up."

Ji Mingyou threw the phone aside, his anticipation turned into fun, and he drank a cup of herbal tea unhappily before extinguishing his anger.

Lin Weiwei lay half of his body on the sofa, and said lazily, "No matter what else, I think that photo is well taken."

"It was taken by Baobao, ask him to praise it, it's late at night, you should leave quickly." Ji Mingyou sat at the table, squinted coldly, and began to arrange.

The matter in his hand has not been investigated clearly, and Lin Weiwei stayed aside to prevent himself from concentrating on his work.

Lin Weiwei shook his head, looked up at the white roof, and muttered aggrievedly: "I was worried about something happening to you, so I came here to take a look, and you actually drove me away so quickly."

"Worried about me?" After hearing this, Ji Mingyou turned his head. The simple gold-rimmed glasses on his face made him look more elegant, and his long and narrow eyes shone brightly, and he asked suspiciously.

Lin Weiwei turned around, supported his hands, looked at him resentfully, and said in a low voice: "Recently, you haven't even sent a message, and the store is closed. So many people ask me, I don't know how to answer."

Ji Mingyou hummed lightly. He was always a loner, but he forgot to consider Lin Weiwei's feelings. He said apologetically, "If you have any doubts, just ask me. I will answer when I see it."

"If you don't drink well, drink less. What's the matter if you come here in the middle of the night?" Ji Mingyou just discussed the matter, with a serious expression, very worried, and sharply accused.

"Xiaoyou mentioned you when I was drinking, and I kept thinking about you in the apartment. I couldn't sleep." Lin Weiwei was accused, and the resentment in his heart came out like a volcanic eruption, and he shouted road.

Lin Weiwei threw a pillow over. It was not easy for her to intervene in Ji Mingyou's personal affairs, and she had no reason to intervene.

Ji Mingyou caught it, and his eyes flashed blankly: "Is this the reason why you ran out in the middle of the night?"

Lin Weiwei snorted coldly, turned his head away, and said angrily: "Today, I was promoted and my salary was raised, and I was also rated as excellent."

She kicked a few times on the sofa, and said to herself: "Xiaoyou is alone with me, the petals on the cake are astringent and bitter."

"Especially because you are so uneasy, and you don't talk to others when you come back."

Ji Mingyou was stunned, understanding why she was messing around, and asked gently: "Lin Weiwei, it's because I didn't celebrate with you that you got sullen?"

Lin Weiwei shook his head like a rattle, he was rather awkward as a child when he was drunk, and refused to admit it: "No, who cares about you accompanying me?"

"It's just that the cake is not as delicious as yours. It doesn't matter if people come or not, there must be a cake." Lin Weiwei put his chin on the armrest, insisting on pretending not to care, and said nonchalantly.

With a smile in his eyes, Ji Mingyou walked over and touched her head, and said softly, "I understand what you mean, I owe you the cake."

Lin Weiwei glanced and turned his head away, his mind was in a mess, and he muttered, "I want to eat now."

The corner of Ji Mingyou's mouth twitched, pinched her face, and said in a deep voice: "No, I don't forget to eat when I'm drunk. You really belong to me."

"Wake up, it's time to go back." Seeing Lin Weiwei close his eyes, Ji Mingyou frowned, shook his head, and reminded loudly.

Lin Weiwei was half asleep and half awake, and let out a cry, his thick eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes, his skin was as white as jade, and he didn't seem to have the intention of leaving.

Ji Mingyou felt his head ache again, narrowed his eyes, and pinched her little nose with his hands: "After the trouble, you sleep when you're tired, and you don't know where you are?"

Lin Weiwei was dizzy and couldn't lift his spirits. When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly couldn't breathe and his chest felt tight.

Lin Weiwei touched his nose, opened his eyes wide with an "ah", gasping for breath, with tears in his eyes, and shouted angrily: "Ji Mingyou, what are you doing? I almost suffocated, I was scared to death."

Ji Mingyou was startled, and immediately got up, turned his face away in displeasure, and said in a deep voice, "Lin Weiwei, you still remember the rules in the little book, no shouting is allowed."

"What little book? I don't remember." Lin Weiwei glared angrily, his eyes were slightly red, and he shouted again deliberately to get angry.

"Lin Weiwei, you..." Ji Mingyou turned his head to see her teary eyes, his voice stopped abruptly, his eyes were confused, he panicked for a moment, and actually made Lin Weiwei cry.

Lin Weiwei wiped his nose, sniffed, and said in a low voice, "My head hurts and I want to sleep."

After saying that, Lin Weiwei grabbed the pillow and lay down again, not thinking about the problem at all.

Ji Mingyou cleared his throat, shouted a few times but there was no response, wiped her face with a wet towel, and asked softly, "Do you know where this is?"

"A place to sleep." Lin Weiwei raised his neck, feeling his face was wet, and replied in a daze.

Ji Mingyou sighed softly, put the towel on the table, looked at Lin Weiwei who was unconscious, and discussed, "Go back to your apartment and sleep, okay?"

Lin Weiwei shook his head and walked all the way to the dessert shop. He had already exhausted his strength and the soles of his feet were sore.

"Well, I'll call Boss Xia and ask her to pick you up." Ji Mingyou had no choice but to pick up the phone on the table and said to her.

Lin Weiwei said it silently in his heart, opened his panicked eyes, acted like springs, and stopped, "No."

"why?"

"I sneaked out, Xia Xiaoyou didn't know." Lin Weiwei landed on his feet, and immediately rushed over to snatch the phone. If Xia Xiaoyou found out, there would be no good fruit to eat.