What bad thoughts can a double have?

After more than 20 minutes, Song Chengyuan came to the box where they were partying. Everyone was acquaintances, so they naturally knew the relationship between Song Chengyuan and Qin Shaohui.

"President Qin, I'd like to offer you a toast." A man came to Qin Shaohui with a glass of wine to make friends.

After clinking the wine glass, Qin Shaohui handed the wine glass to Song Chengyuan: "Drink it for me."

Song Chengyuan finished drinking with a dazed expression.

Then a few more came to toast Qin Shaohui, and Song Chengyuan helped him drink the wine in the end.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Song Chengyuan realized that Qin Shaohui's purpose of calling him here was to stop the drinking.

Qin Shaohui is too unkind, with so many assistants around him, any one of them can drink better than him, and he has to catch a plane early tomorrow morning, at this juncture, Qin Shaohui actually dragged him out as cannon fodder?

There is no humanity anymore!

Dissatisfied in his heart, Song Chengyuan continued to help Qin Shaohui drink with a smile on his face, until he couldn't drink anymore.

Song Chengyuan hiccupped, leaned on Qin Shaohui's shoulder drunkenly, and said softly, "Boss Qin, I can't drink anymore."

Qin Shaohui originally wanted to teach Song Chengyuan a lesson, but now seeing him subdued, the anger in his heart has almost dissipated.

Qin Shaohui supported Song Chengyuan to sit down on the sofa, and Song Chengyuan leaned against his arms in a daze, muttering softly: "Are you in a bad mood today?"

Although he didn't know what happened, Song Chengyuan could feel that the air pressure around Qin Shaohui was very low tonight, and it was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

Qin Shaohui thought to himself that his bad mood was not all caused by him, a heartless person.

Zhao Hongwen sat down next to them, looked at Song Chengyuan who was drunk, and said helplessly, "You got him drunk when he first arrived, and you are really willing to let him drink so much."

Looking down at Song Chengyuan's frowning brows, Qin Shaohui tried to cover it up and said, "It's just a drink, why are you so hypocritical."

Not far away, Ji Hao heard this, and couldn't help but said: "Old Qin, you don't know how to be compassionate and cherish jade, so be careful that you will be abandoned by others someday."

Song Chengyuan dare to abandon him?

Qin Shaohui is completely confident now, even if Song Chengyuan is not greedy for his money, how can he leave him if he likes him so much now.

"If you think too much, it is impossible for him to leave me." Qin Shaohui said firmly.

Ji Hao laughed: "Our President Qin is very charming, it seems that Xiao Song is eaten to death by you."

"Meat? What kind of meat?" Song Chengyuan opened his eyes in a daze, "Is there any braised pork?"

He has been packing things at home in the evening, and he didn't eat much for dinner. He's really hungry now

"Pfft." Ji Hao burst out laughing, "Old Qin, your kids want to eat meat."

He smiled ambiguously while talking: "We're going to say goodbye soon, I'll let you leave early tonight, go back and feed your children well."

Qin Shaohui's face froze.

He really planned to take Song Chengyuan to leave early just now, but now that Xiao Xiao heard what Ji Hao said, he hesitated again.

Feed a fart, people haven't eaten their mouths yet.

Zhao Hongwen also said: "Okay, you can take the person away quickly, and take it easy, you have to drive all day tomorrow, so don't toss him to pieces."

Qin Shaohui didn't bother to listen to these people's ridicule anymore, so he took Song Chengyuan away directly.

On the way back, Song Chengyuan nestled in the passenger seat like a puddle of mud, still rambling: "When will I be able to eat meat, I'm hungry."

Seeing that he was so obsessed with meat, Qin Shaohui had no choice but to call the nanny aunt in the villa and ask her to make some meat dishes and a bowl of hangover soup.

After talking about it for so long, who knows what the drunken Song Chengyuan will do if he can't eat meat at home.

When they got home, the nanny had already prepared meals for Song Chengyuan, braised pork with rice.

Song Chengyuan was so drunk that he couldn't even hold the spoon steadily, and after a few pushes, he got all the rice on the table. Qin Shaohui couldn't stand it, so he just took the spoon and fed him the rice.

A large spoonful of rice was served with the soft braised pork. Song Chengyuan's cheeks were bulging, and he was satisfied with eating.

It was the first time in his life to feed others. Qin Shaohui's skills were a little rusty, and the people being fed always found fault with him.

"The meat should be fat and thin. The meat just now was a bit greasy. Give me the water glass. I want to drink water."

The veins on Qin Shaohui's forehead were throbbing, this unlucky boy, he condescended to feed him, and he was still picking and choosing.

What a granddaddy you are.

"Be careful if you keep talking, I'll put this bowl of rice on your head." Qin Shaohui said fiercely, "Shut up and eat quietly."

Song Chengyuan blinked his watery eyes, and said doubtfully, "But if you shut your mouth, you won't be able to eat."

Qin Shaohui fiercely fed him a spoonful of rice: "Stop talking."

When Qin Shaohui's face was sullen, he had a dignified air. Although Song Chengyuan would be drunk, he was still instinctively afraid of Qin Shaohui.

So for the next time, Song Chengyuan didn't dare to speak anymore, and kept eating obediently.

Looking at Song Chengyuan who was eating obediently in front of him, Qin Shaohui suddenly found some joy in feeding.

It’s no wonder that many people like to feed their pets. Watching the little things eat what they feed, they will feel happy.

After eating and drinking enough, Song Chengyuan directly lay down on the sofa, and fell asleep contentedly.

Qin Shaohui came out of the shower and looked at Song Chengyuan who was sleeping on the sofa. Song Chengyuan bent down to pick him up, but when he went back to the room, he hesitated. Should Song Chengyuan sleep in the master bedroom or the guest room?

In fact, it is the difference between sleeping with him or sleeping alone.

Song Chengyuan caused so much trouble for him today, he should be fined to sleep alone in the guest room, but thinking about the next month or so, he will be filming in other places, and he will not be able to hug him if he wants to, so tonight he will show mercy and allow Song Chengyuan slept with him.

Fortunately, Song Chengyuan slept more peacefully this time, curled up quietly in Qin Shaohui's arms, and did not act like a demon again.

At five o'clock in the morning, Qin Shaohui was awakened by Song Chengyuan's cell phone ringing.

Wei Cheng was worried that Song Chengyuan would oversleep, so he called him over and over again. After the third time, the call was finally connected, but it was Qin Shaohui's voice that sounded out of bed.

"what happened?"

Wei Cheng hurriedly said, "Has Xiao Song woke up? My assistant and I are almost at your house."

The two artists on his side were going to join the crew, especially Song Chengyuan. This was his first time joining the crew. Wei Cheng was a little worried, so he went with him this time and came back after the two settled down.

"Got it, I'll wake him up later."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Shaohui, who was completely sleepy, simply turned on the light and got up.

"Get up, your manager will be here soon." Qin Shaohui patted Song Chengyuan.

Song Chengyuan directly pulled the quilt over his head to isolate the noise from outside.

Qin Shaohui was not polite to him, and directly lifted his quilt.

Only then did Song Chengyuan reluctantly open his eyes, he yawned sleepily, and muttered in a low voice: "Let me sleep for another 5 minutes, just 5 minutes."

The boy's voice was a little hoarse because he just woke up, and it sounded milky and nice.

Qin Shaohui: "...I can only sleep for another 3 minutes."

3 minutes is also fine.

Song Chengyuan closed his eyes again, and returned to sleep in a second.

Three minutes later, Qin Shaohui woke him up again.

Song Chengyuan yawned and sat on the bed, complaining softly: "Getting up early in winter is simply an inhuman torture."

"Stop complaining, get dressed quickly, your agent has already rang the doorbell."

Qin Shaohui threw the clothes to him, then went downstairs to open the door.