After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Zhong Shen and his gang were still squatting at the door of 702, and quickly hid when they heard the sound of the door opening of 706.

They saw their holy son come out of the room with someone in his arms, and there was a strong smell of alcohol.

Zhong Shen frowned, "How much wine did Song Yan drink?"

Shi Yan said: "Zhong Shen, tidy up my room."

The others held their breath immediately. They were all so careful in hiding that the Holy Son could still notice them.

Zhong Shen walked out in affirmation, and even smiled apologetically, "Yes."

Shi Yan carried Song Jing into the elevator, held Song Jing's room card in his hand, and swiped the elevator on the 6th floor.

"Don't try to watch, all of you go clean up together."

Zhong Shen has the highest status in this group of people, and everyone usually makes troubles, but no one dares not to listen to him.

When everyone walked into the room, they were greeted with the smell of alcohol, and seeing the mess on the table, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Could it be that Song Yan drank it all by himself?"

"A heroine in wine."

"Clean up quickly, stop talking nonsense, the Holy Son will be back in a while." Zhong Shen waved his hand.

Everyone stepped forward to clean up, and someone saw the box thrown in the trash can at a glance, picked it up with fingers up, and the box was intact.

"Brother Zhong, you are so thoughtful, the box is not even opened."

"I never thought that Brother Zhong would lose money to us one day. Hahaha!"

Zhong Shen frowned and lifted his chin, "It doesn't make sense. Shengzi's eyes on Song Yan are definitely not innocent, I can see it clearly. If Song Yan didn't mean that, he wouldn't come back to the hotel again, let alone mention it. The supper I prepared alone knocked on the door of the Holy Son."

"Lonely man and widow, dry wood and fire, and the age of the young, the two of them just drank in the room without doing anything for a few hours?"

"Is it true that the Son of God can't do it?"

When Shi Yan carried Song Jing into 608, the first thing he saw was two chubby little white tigers. If he knew that Zhong Shen was suspicious of him at this moment, he might blow Zhong Shen's head off.

The two little white tigers realized that it was not Song Jing who entered the door, but a strange human being, who was still hugging Song Jing, and they became vigilant for a while.

Shi Yan ignored the two little white tigers, hugged Song Jing and put her on the bed, took off her shoes and covered her with a quilt.

Two little white tigers followed vigilantly, their icy blue eyes fixed on Shi Yan, all on guard.

"Are you the little things she rescued here?" Shi Yan finally looked down at the two little guys, "Looking at such a cold person, the little animals really like them."

It was the same with the little black cat back then, half of the sausage was coaxed away.There is also the little snow wolf who was sent to the door by his own father, and now there are two more little white tigers.

"She's drunk, don't make noise, let her sleep well."

Song Jing was drunk, of course Shi Yan was worried, it was impossible to send him back to the room and leave.

He just sat on the sofa beside the bed and watched. Song Jing lay on the bed and quietly opened her eyes, and found that he had no intention of leaving at all, but she wanted to go to the bathroom very much, and in a hurry.

Song Jing was standing on the bed, ready to bear it a little longer, maybe he would leave after seeing her all right after a regular banquet.

How fast or slow time passes depends entirely on whether you are outside the toilet or in it.

Song Jing had a deep understanding of this sentence at this time.

No matter, she can't suffocate herself.

Song Jing got up with squinted eyes, Shi Yan put down his phone and turned around when he heard the ringing, and followed suit, "What's wrong? Do you want a drink?"

Song Jing didn't speak, just waved his hand, and quickly went to the bathroom.

Time Banquet: "..."

Shi Yan still looked for a cup and poured a cup of warm water and put it on the bedside cabinet.

"Song Yan, since you're fine, I'll go first."

Song Jing didn't answer, and heard the sound of closing the door after a while.

After Song Jing went to the bathroom, he brushed his teeth before coming out. As expected, Shi Yan had already left. The two little guys were squatting at the door of the bathroom, looking up at her worriedly.

"I'm fine, you sleep with you." Song Jing rubbed the heads of the two little white tigers and went back to bed. After thinking about it, he got up again and drank half a cup of warm water on the bed before lying down again.

Behind Shiyan is a bit indifferent, or both of them are indifferent.

When Song Jing was brushing her teeth just now, she found that her lips were all broken, and the mark will only become more obvious tomorrow, but she wants to see what excuses Shi Yan will make up to fool him tomorrow.

The bastard, she was so cruel and quick when she ran, why didn't she hold back a little bit of strength when she kissed, it hurt her so much.

Song Jing snorted coldly, turned over and brought the bag over, took out Shi Yan's T-shirt from the inside and stuffed it into his bosom, with the familiar woody fragrance lingering in his breath, he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

The next day, Song Jing woke up, washed and changed his clothes, looked in the mirror while brushing his teeth, and the split wound on his lips was more obvious.

Shi Yan, let me see how you continue to make up this time.

Song Jing called for some medium-rare steaks first, and put them in the bag after feeding the two little guys, just as the phone rang.

It was Zhong Shen calling.

Song Jing picked it up, "Hello?"

"Song Yan, are you awake? We are already going to take the fire lion to the Youjia Auction House." Zhong Shen said on the phone: "You were drunk last night, if you can't feel well, just stay in the hotel Rest, you don't have to follow us to the Youjia Auction House."

"I've already packed it. Where are you?" Song Jing went out while talking on the phone.

"The entrance of the hotel."

"I'm down."

Song Jing hung up the phone and took the elevator down. As soon as he walked into the hotel lobby, the receptionist whom he met yesterday ran over in high heels, "It's time to wait for you."

Song Jing stopped, "Is there something wrong?"

"Look at this." The front desk didn't leave after working the night shift, just to take this photo for Song Jing to see, which can be described as warm-hearted.

The receptionist took out his mobile phone and clicked on the photo, "Look, I just secretly took a photo. Maybe you think I just took a photo of a man's face to fool you, and I deliberately took a photo from the side, back and front. You Look, it's really not your boyfriend."

"I told you before that he is not the person you are looking for. If you still don't believe me, you still stay in our hotel. What a waste of money."

Song Jing couldn't help being a little funny, "Thank you. But I really don't need it."

Standing at the hotel gate, Zhong Shen also saw Song Jing, and waved to Song Jing, "Song Yan, hurry up, what are you waiting for?"

"Here we come." Song Jing responded.

The front desk didn't quite respond, "So...you guys know each other? It's me, the clown?"

"I know. But thank you anyway." Song Jing thanked him sincerely, and then went to Zhong Shen.

Zhong Shen said: "Hurry up, the Holy Son is waiting for you in the car."

Knowing that Shengzi is Shiyan, Song Jing no longer objected to riding in a car with him, and naturally got into the back seat through the open door.

As the car set off, Shi Yan turned to look at Song Jing, but there was no discomfort after being drunk, which meant that the hangover medicine given to him by the front desk last night was quite effective.

"Do you remember when you were drunk last night?" Shi Yan asked.

Song Jing snorted in his heart.

This is to test whether she drank a drink last night, and whether she remembers what happened.

At this time, if she said in detail when she couldn't remember, anyone who drank would know that it would be a lie.

"How did I go back to the room?" Song Jing asked without answering.