Countdown to the villain's darkening, the host must be rescued quickly

"I am the sponsor! I am the sponsor! I just took a look and didn't mess with them! I didn't even touch them, don't accuse me unjustly!"

Xie Heng's suspicious eyes fell on the helpless male model next to him.

The male model immediately nodded and bowed in fear and explained:

"Mr. Bai, Mr. Qi really didn't touch us! We are all well-behaved... No, he is very well-behaved!"

Damn it, if he dares to say anything offensive in this situation, these two people will definitely fight!

How presumptuous to do this late at night.

Xie Heng knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he helped the drunken man walk to the apartment.

"Follow me upstairs!"

"I didn't touch them, I didn't touch them..."

Qisui looked uncomfortable and burped again, "I can't walk anymore. I'm going to sleep. You can go up by yourself."

"...cheating again?"

Xie Heng almost understood his every word and action. Looking at the little drunkard clinging to him, he straightened his body and stood properly.

"You are not allowed to sleep until you speak clearly today."

"I really didn't touch them, what else do you want from me? After all, I am the sponsor and you are the sponsor? All my money has gone into your pocket!"

Qi Sui almost fainted.

He threw himself forward and fell directly into the man's arms.

Holding his waist with both hands, his head rested on his chest.

Xie Heng looked up to the sky and said helplessly, "Go upstairs, I'll make you some sobering soup."

Qi Sui said nothing, and the hot breath he exhaled hit his chest, forming a small patch of moisture, but a little dry.

He frowned, squatted down, and carried the person on his back.

Still muttering, "I really owe you..."

Xie Heng carried someone on his back to take the elevator, while Qi Sui was leaning uneasily behind him.

Her head rested on his shoulder, and her lips softly touched the outline of his ear.

"Xie Heng..."

"what?"

"What if I throw up. Kind of, yue."

Xie Heng's hand that pressed the button shook, he took a deep breath, and said patiently: "Don't vomit. If you do, I won't care about you and will force you to sleep in the corridor."

"Why do you sleep in the corridor... I am the sponsor, why do you let me sleep in the corridor?"

"..."

Xie Heng touched his cheek and said quietly: "Guess there are so many people in the entertainment industry, why are you the only one who became my sponsor?"

"what?"

Qi Sui didn't hear clearly, his stomach was clogged, and he turned his head to listen to what he said, "What did you say, say it again."

"It's nothing. Don't move around. If you fall if you move again, don't scream in pain."

Xie Heng pretended to be fierce, watching the elevator's floors rise, and adjusted the positions of the people behind him.

A touch of wet heat suddenly touched my cheek.

Qi Sui rubbed the hot air on it, the smell of alcohol was strong, "Xie Heng, you say it, you say it, you're struck by lightning halfway through your words!"

He hid aside, and Qi Sui chased him and kissed him on the face, mumbling and insisting that he speak.

In the end, he stopped hiding and said expressionlessly: "Keep kissing, and I'll tell you when you're satisfied."

As soon as these words came out, Qi Sui stopped immediately.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she lay on his back and fell asleep half-dead.

He whispered, "I'll give you something beautiful to dream about."

Xie Heng:…………

Having stolen the chicken but lost the rice, Xie Heng walked out of the elevator door feeling angry, took the person home and threw him on the bed.

Just as I was about to take off his coat and make some sobering soup, my hand just touched his collar.

Qi Sui suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his hand, "Who are you? I'm calling the police for indecent assault!"

"...Look who I am."

Qi Sui seemed to be drunk and unconscious, and also seemed to have a different personality. He stared at him for several seconds with squinted eyes.

The words came out astonishingly, "Who are you?"

"..."

It’s over, it’s over, this is destined to be a sleepless night!

Xie Heng didn't want to talk nonsense with him, still holding back the anger that he carried her to the club behind his back, so he got up and went to the kitchen.

As a result, before he could stand up straight, he was immediately grabbed by Qi Sui and pulled back.

Then he asked in confusion, "Who am I?"

Xie Heng found it funny and a little revengeful.

"You are a little liar who has never returned to being a professional accountant. You lie without drafting. You are a devil who sets the flag every day."

Qi Sui was silent for a moment, frowning, as if thinking of something.

She let go of his hand and lay down, feeling peaceful.

Xie Heng raised his eyebrows and watched him tilt his body and slide his phone out of his pocket.

Like a very attractive notarization, Xie Heng transformed into Bao Gong and urgently needed to get evidence to sentence someone!

"..."

Xie Heng took the phone by accident, entered the password from memory, and entered WeChat without hesitation!

He wanted to see which pretty boys he was chatting with if he didn't reply to his messages all day long!

However, I didn't find any suspicious characters all the way, but my eyes were fixed on the "white-eyed wolf" at the top.

The avatar looks familiar, no... it's him!

Xie Heng felt complicated for a moment, and finally understood why the male model in the club just now called him "Mr. Bai"!

"pray……"

Just when I was about to ask what he meant, I turned around and saw Qisui opening his eyes and staring straight at him.

Xie Heng felt a little guilty, "...I——"

"Don't quibble, do you know what you look like now?"

"...like," Xie Heng's mind went blank and he said it smoothly, "A boyfriend who is looking for evidence of his boyfriend cheating."

"I'm not your boyfriend."

Qi Sui took a breath and took off his cumbersome jacket.

His eyes were misty, and he smelled of alcohol.

Xie Heng lay on the edge of the bed, shaking his phone up and down.

He smiled and said, "I know you are not my boyfriend, you are my sponsor, your sponsor. Right."

"I'm not your sponsor either..."

Qi Sui murmured a retort, turned over on the bed, suddenly stretched out his hand, hooked the man's neck and moved forward.

The two of them nuzzled each other.

His voice was hoarse, and his ambiguous breathing lingered high and low, "Xie Heng, you have forgotten, I am your...husband."

"What did you say, husband?"

Xie Heng sneered, feeling as if a little liar was about to cheat again.

He noticed that Qi Sui was pressing his head, nibbling and biting on his lips, which were soft and numb, a sign of emotion.

He ducked without mercy.

Holding the back of his head, their eyes met.

Xie Heng asked: "Then tell me, why do you have to go find those pretty boys? Am I not enough?"

"I didn't touch them." Qi Sui wanted to kiss him again, "Honey, you believe me, how can you not believe me?"

He just looked at it. Their dancing was a visual feast that no one could hold back.

But there was absolutely nothing outrageous!

Xie Heng avoided his kiss, with a burning desire to win, and asked again, "Are they in better shape, or am I in better shape?"

Qi Sui blinked doubtfully, unable to remember clearly.

I couldn't wait to pick up his collar, my eyes were shining, "Show me, and I'll tell you when you're done."

"Husband, why are you panicking?"

Xie Heng pursed his lips and took his hand slowly.

He suddenly leaned over and gave him a peck on the lips.

Temperature is fleeting.

Then he opened his mouth slightly, his lips were bright red, and his eyes were provocative. He was tempting him to take further initiative.