President Qi, I don't despise you

Cang Ye rushed over after receiving the call, and saw Song Yi lying on the table with a wine glass in his hands, mumbling what he was talking about, while Shen Yan on the opposite side watched the drunk cat helplessly.

When Shen Yan saw the Lord coming, he quickly got up and said goodbye.

"The person can be handed over to you, I will withdraw."

Cang Ye nodded at him and sat down beside the drunk cat, helping him up a bit, but Song Yi lay on the table as if he had no bones, Cang Ye pressed his forehead and exhaled

"How much did you drink?"

The manager of the bar at one side knew the identity of this person, so he didn't dare to neglect him, so he hurried forward and said

"Mr. Song ordered a lot, maybe he was a little drunk."

Cang Ye's eyes fell on the wine bottles on one side, which were all beer, and it was the cheapest beer in this bar, his eyes flickered, and his expression was a little unclear. He remembered that Song Yi almost never touched beer in the past. All I drink are vintage red wines from well-known wineries. Since when did I like drinking beer.

There were more than a dozen beer bottles beside the table. Looking at Shen Yan's state just now, he knew that he didn't drink much. It was probably the drunk cat beside him who drank it.

Sighed, reached out to pat his face, and called him twice

"Little Yi..."

Cang Ye's hands were cold, and now sticking to Song Yi's face made the hot man feel unspeakably comfortable. Seeing that Cang Ye couldn't wake him up, he was about to withdraw his hand when he was warmly pressed by the man. The claws were pulled back, and the faces of his subordinates moved closer to his watch.

"Don't, don't go, cool down, hehe."

Song Yi smirked while rubbing against each other, and the manager on the other side tried his best to hold back the smile, and Cang Ye couldn't help laughing, but considering President Song's face, Cang Ye waved his hand, indicating that the manager doesn't need him here.

The manager took his leave politely, Song Yi seemed to be awakened by the coolness on his face, and looked up at the people around him blankly.

"Okay, enough to drink, let's go."

Cangye got up while holding the person halfway. Song Yi seemed to know who the person beside him was. Although he was wobbly, he obediently got up with him. After all, he was a grown man. Cangye supported him and stretched his waist.

The waiter on one side came over with winks and wanted to help him take Song Yi, but Song Yi shook off his hand and wrapped both arms around Cangye's neck

"Get up, don't want him."

As he spoke, his head was still rubbing against the necks of the people around him, Cangye had no choice but to wave his hand slightly to signal the waiter, and the waiter retreated knowingly, Cangye had no choice but to help the drunk cat out by himself.

The car had already been parked at the door, Song Yi didn't hang on Cang Ye's body like he had no bones, and he laughed at the man at every turn, Cang Ye didn't have the strength to control him, his waist and legs were stretched and hurt so much, he managed to move The man got out and stuffed it into the car.

Cangye leaned against the car door and slowly opened his eyes. He came in such a hurry that he didn't take the driver with him. He might not be able to drive back now, so he had to give the keys to the driver on the other side and sat in the back seat. .

When Song Yi saw him coming in, he took his arm and moved closer. It might be a usual habit. Although he was drunk at the moment, he still subconsciously stuck to the back of the man's waist and pressed it lightly.

Only then Cang Ye slowed down and looked at the people around him, reeking of alcohol, before he had time to ask Shen Yan why this guy drank so much.

Song Yi muttered something there, Cang Ye didn't hear clearly, the car drove very steadily, but most people who drink alcohol may not be able to sit in the car, even if they drive for a while...

And Mr. Song is obviously this kind of person. As soon as he got off the elevated highway, he began to cover his mouth and pat the seat in front of him. Cangye hurriedly told the driver

"Just pull over and stop."

It was quite late, and there were no cars on the road. Song Yi got out of the car unsteadily, hugged the tree and began to vomit. Cang Ye quickly followed him down and brought him water and facial tissues.

Maybe he vomited, and was blown by the cool night wind, Song Yi also woke up a little bit, and saw that the man was only wearing a thin shirt, so he quickly pushed him

"No, it's okay, you go in quickly..."

Before I finished speaking, I hugged the tree and vomited again.

Cang Ye "..."

How could he go in with this person like this? Fortunately, Young Master Song loves to clean up even if he drank too much. He finally didn't rub his body, rinsed his mouth with mineral water, cleaned himself up, and then went back with that person in the car.

Cangye leaned on the back of the chair, put his hands between his eyebrows, and followed him for a long time, his face was obviously pale, and his waist and legs were turning around.

At this moment, Young Master Song, who was a little sober, felt a little guilty. He vaguely remembered the topic of Cang Ye racing that he had talked with Shen Yan before, and he didn't know if that guy had told Cang Ye that he could only be low now. He hid his head aside and pretended to be a quail.

Aoye turned his head and glanced at him, his voice was slightly cold

"It seems that this is a hangover."

Hearing the man's voice, Song Yi had to raise his head, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Tell me, why did you go out to drink with Shen Yan and drink so much?"

Cang Ye slightly closed his eyes and didn't ask him. Seeing that he didn't look at him, Song Yi hurried over and tugged at his sleeve, and quickly explained

"It's nothing, just met at a party this afternoon, and we made an appointment to go out for a few drinks, maybe because Ye usually controls him too strictly, he also wanted to come out for a drink, so we went to the bar. "

Cangye almost laughed angrily when he heard his nonsense.

"Really? Qi Muye is strict with him, so he is not allowed to drink?"

Song Yi nodded quickly.

"Then why when I went there, he was sitting right across from you, but you were lying on the table holding the wine bottle and giggling?"

After hearing what he said, Song Yi hurried over and covered his mouth. It's better not to say such a shameful thing.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it. Didn't I just drink a little more than him? It's because the wine in that bar is delicious, so I only drank a few more glasses."

Cangye raised his hand to take off his paws, and gently arched the man next to him

"The wine in the bar is delicious? How did I remember that you two ordered the cheapest beer in that bar? What? Is the cheapest beer in his house all so unique in taste? I'll try it tomorrow too."

Song Yi didn't know what to say. He probably stepped on a landmine after drinking so much today, and he vaguely felt that he didn't seem to be targeting him for drinking. After all, he didn't have such a big reaction when he drank too much before. .

Is that because he guessed the reason?You know he cares about racing?It shouldn't be, he never mentioned that matter, and he raised his head to observe the expression of that person carefully, of course, the result is nothing, as long as the person's mind is restrained, he can guess the three together. not come out.

[The author has something to say:]

What you want, Mr. Cang

The next chapter abused the body, Song Yi gave Mr. Cang a lot of trouble this night