After inheriting Taoism, I became a top class

Five or six people behind Lu Qiguang opened their mouths wide at the same time. Where did this arrogant brat come from?How dare you grab Mr. Lu's tie and call himself Lao Tzu?Don't you want to live?

Lu Qiguang's reaction was the same as Ma Dapeng's. He first wondered if he had misunderstood the person. After confirming that the person in front of him was indeed the obedient and good-looking Xia Qinghe he knew, he sighed helplessly and said: "I'm already drunk, do I want to continue drinking?"

"You're just drunk. I'm the cutest in the world. How can I be drunk! Tell me, are you a man? Do you dare to drink with me?" Xia Qinghe's eyes were amazingly bright, and he had already started to pick Lu Qiguang's Obtrusive tie.

The few people in the back all looked at their eyes, their noses, their noses, their noses and their hearts, and they all regarded themselves as air, and no one dared to look over there.

Only the assistant, An Sen, remained calm and composed. He even kept observing Lu Qiguang's reaction. If Mr. Lu showed the slightest sign of impatience, he would immediately take this desperate kid away.

But Lu Qiguang stood there with a good temper, and when Xia Qinghe took off his tie, he said: "Okay, the cutest in the world, I will accompany you to drink, but you have to come with me."

"Then let's go! Don't talk nonsense!" Xia Qinghe held the very expensive tie in one hand, and hooked Lu Qiguang's shoulder with the other hand, and walked out with his two brothers.

As soon as the assistant An Sen followed up two steps, he was pulled back by the people behind him.

"Anzhu, who is that man?"

"That's right, Anzhu, is that a relative of the Lu family? I've never seen Mr. Lu be so kind to others."

Anson said, "I don't know."

"Then what should we do now? Mr. Lu really wants to accompany that person to drink?"

"You can disband and go back to rest. I'll accompany Mr. Lu there." After An Sen finished speaking, he quickly chased after him.

Ma Dapeng was entangled by a drunk man in the corridor before, so he just chased after him to the hall. When he saw Xia Qinghe walking out with a tall and noble man in his arms, he was in a bad mood.

Mao Xiaohong has said it [-] times: "Our Qinghe's small appearance is really attractive, you have to keep an eye on me, don't let those people who don't have eyes take advantage of him. Outside People are sinister, you don’t know if they are people or ghosts, if Qinghe is foolishly tricked, and some bad photos or videos are taken, it will be a black spot for a lifetime, don’t even think about being a front line. Let me tell you, You can lose your virginity, but Qinghe cannot!"

Ma Dapeng rushed over in a panic: "Xiao Xia! Come back soon!"

He stopped Xia Qinghe at the gate, and Xia Qinghe was quite happy when he saw him: "Brother Dapeng is here too, let's go and drink together!"

Ma Dapeng reached out to pull Xia Qinghe back, but was stopped by Lu Qiguang.

"Who are you?" Lu Qiguang looked at him seriously.

Ma Dapeng said: "I still want to ask who are you? Where are you taking Xiaoxia? Seeing that he wants to take advantage of others when he is drunk?"

Lu Qiguang didn't speak, but An Sen spoke, and he said politely: "Hello, Mr. Lu is Xiao Xia's friend. We met in the lobby just now, and we are going to drink with him. May I ask who you are?"

Seeing Ansen's friendly attitude, Ma Dapeng said: "I'm his assistant, you can't take him around casually, it would be bad if someone caught him. Xiaoxia, I'll take you back to the hotel."

Xia Qinghe laughed straight: "What hotel are you going back to? I'm going to drink! Believe it or not, the three of you going up together are no match for me!"

Ma Dapeng pulled Xia Qinghe, but he didn't.

Lu Qiguang said: "Since Xiaoxia wants to drink, then go."

"Can……"

"Where I take him, no one will take pictures. If you want to go, follow Ansen." After speaking, Lu Qiguang continued to walk out with Xia Qing and his brothers.

A black Bentley was parked on the side of the road. An Sen opened the rear door, and Lu Qiguang took Xia Qinghe into the car.

No matter how ignorant Ma Dapeng was, he knew that this car was not affordable for ordinary people. He blocked Ansen's hand closing the car door, and then stretched out his head, "Xiao Xia, are you sure this is your friend?"

Xia Qing and a small artist on the 28th line have not bought a car until now, so how can he have friends who drive Bentleys?

Xia Qinghe said: "Yes, Lu is always my friend, and Mr. Lu is my uncle's friend!"

When Ma Dapeng heard this, why is he still a family friend?

He still said uneasy: "Mr. Lu, can I take a car with you?"

Lu Qiguang nodded and said, "Yes."

Ma Dapeng opened the door of the passenger seat and sat in. Ansen bent over and said, "Mr. Lu, I'll go in the car behind. Is it still the same place?"

"En." Lu Qiguang nodded slightly, and Anson closed the car door.

The driver drove quietly, but Xia Qinghe pestered Lu Qiguang for drinks all the time.

Lu Qiguang had no choice but to open the car refrigerator and take out a bottle of whiskey.

Xia Qinghe took a sip from the mouth of the bottle, and then returned the bottle with a look of disgust: "It's unpalatable, the wine the old man drank! Give me another one!"

"What would you like to drink?"

"Drink fruit beer! It's sweet and delicious!" Xia Qinghe frowned, smacked his lips, and became obedient again.

There was also a little smile in Lu Qiguang's eyes. He looked at the side of the road, and then said in a deep voice, "Old Yu, stop when you see a convenience store, go down and buy some fruit beer."

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

Ma Dapeng looked at Xia Qinghe messing around behind with some embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "Our little Xia usually doesn't do this..."

"I know." Lu Qiguang rubbed Xia Qinghe's furry head, hooked the corner of his mouth, "He's usually very good."

Xia Qinghe waved Lu Qiguang's big hand away, and said unhappily, "Don't touch your head, haven't you heard a word?"

"what?"

"A man's head and a woman's waist are not to be touched!"

"The man's waist can be touched?" Lu Qiguang asked.

Xia Qinghe squinted his eyes and considered for three seconds, then said loudly, "Yes!"

"Impossible!" Ma Dapeng yelled in front of him in shock, "Don't touch anywhere! He's still young!"

Although Ma Dapeng didn't know who Lu Qiguang was, but looking at his overall demeanor, as well as the luxury car, driver, and assistant, one could tell that he was not an ordinary person!

If this kind of people really attacked a 28-line artist, what would they do?

Lu Qiguang glanced at Ma Dapeng with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and he said, "You are very good."

Ma Dapeng was praised inexplicably, so he could only smirk.

Lu Qiguang said: "Is Xiaoxia here to film?"

"Yes, but the filming has already been finished. Tomorrow, I will return to Shangjing City to rest for a few days, and then I will go to other places to film." Ma Dapeng said.

"What time is the flight tomorrow?"

"It's twelve o'clock at noon."

Lu Qiguang nodded, and then immediately sent a message to An Sen, asking him to modify the time of his private jet back to Beijing tomorrow.

Lu Qiguang didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did. Xia Qinghe was a friend of the Lu family. Seeing that he was so drunk today, he would definitely need someone to take care of him on the road tomorrow, and he should take care of his friends as he should.

The driver got off the car halfway and bought a few bottles of fruit beer for Xia Qinghe, such as lemon, pineapple, and peach, and bought a bottle of the same.

Xia Qinghe was happy this time, and drank two bottles of fruit beer in one go before arriving at the drinking place designated by Lu Qiguang.

This is a high-end membership-only bar, and Lu Qiguang has his own private box. Ma Dapeng is relieved this time, and sits quietly in the corner by himself, letting Xia Qinghe make noises as he pleases.

Xia Qinghe is indeed as big as he said, as long as the wine is sweet, he can drink five or six glasses of cocktails no matter how high the alcohol content is, and then fill Lu Qiguang with the glass.

Lu Qiguang always puts it down after taking two sips of his own, and Xia Qinghe doesn't care, as long as he drinks to make himself happy.

After that, Xia Qinghe held a solo concert while drinking, and even danced on Lu Qiguang's lap dance. That little waist was so soft that Ma Dapeng was so frightened that he quickly dragged him off.

In the end, it lasted until 01:30, when Xia Qinghe was too sleepy, so he lay down on the sofa and fell asleep on his own.

Ma Dapeng was physically and mentally exhausted, he smiled wryly and said: "I will never let him drink again in the future, just a bottle of beer, and he will transform."

Lu Qiguang said: "I agree, he is too defenseless after drinking, you must be vigilant."

He has no guard against him, he can hold it, but if it is someone else, he may not be able to hold it in front of such a good-looking Xia Qinghe, it is too dangerous!

Ma Dapeng didn't understand what Lu Qiguang meant, but he still nodded foolishly.

An Sen said, "Mr. Lu, should we take them back to the hotel now?"

"Let's open two rooms upstairs for them to rest." Lu Qiguang said.

Ma Dapeng said, "We haven't packed our luggage yet."

"I'll go back and clean up after I wake up tomorrow morning." As Lu Qiguang said, he bent down and hugged Xia Qinghe horizontally, and walked out without saying anything.

Ma Dapeng hurriedly followed, watching Lu Qiguang vigilantly as he sent Xia Qinghe into the room and then walked out to close the door in a regular manner. He was relieved and went to sleep in the next room by himself.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Xia Qinghe got up from the bed clutching his painful head.

"Where is this?" He looked blankly at this obviously too luxurious room, and it took him almost a minute to remember everything about last night and the reason for his headache, and immediately flung himself back on the bed in embarrassment, "Ah, Why should I drink... I won't have the face to see people in the future..."

But it was useless to escape, Xia Qinghe endured the discomfort and pasted a wake-up talisman on himself, then took a quick shower, and Ma Dapeng came over to wake him up.

Xia Qinghe walked over and opened the door solemnly: "Brother Dapeng, we can go back."

Ma Dapeng was holding a bottle of hangover medicine in his hand. He looked at Xia Qinghe with a refreshing face and clicked his tongue in amazement: "It's a young man after all, it's okay to drink so much."

The author has something to say: Happy Children's Day!