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Zhou Xiaoding looked at them with blurred eyes, he couldn't stand anymore, he sat on the ground and looked up at them, crying.

"Do you know how much damage it is to have it and then lose it?"

"You still have it, what about me? I haven't even touched a single strand of hair."

The two refuted each other in all kinds of back and forth, looked at each other for the last time, and hugged each other again crying.

Zhou Xiaoding looked at them and let out a smirk.

The waiters at the hot pot restaurant were probably told to keep an eye on them, and would watch them from time to time when they stood at the door.

Probably because the night wind was too strong, Zhou Xiaoding's head became heavier after blowing for a while, and the two crying beside him also sat down to rest, but Chen Wenhong, who had been squatting at the beginning, began to wake up.

"Sit down, I'll call a car."

He took out his mobile phone to call a car while staring at the three people.

The car arrived within a few minutes. Chen Wenhong opened the door and dragged Li Yuze and Zhang Liangpeng into the car one by one. Then he turned to look at Zhou Xiaoding.

Zhou Xiaoding was still smirking with his head up, and Chen Wenhong walked over to help him up: "Xiaoding, wake up, get in the car, let's go back to the dormitory first."

Zhou Xiaoding shook his head and smiled silly: "I won't go, Ke Yuning told me not to move."

Hearing this, Chen Wenhong was startled; "Is he coming to pick you up?"

Zhou Xiaoding still smirked, but didn't move.

The driver looked at him and called out, "Do you need help?"

Chen Wenhong looked at Zhou Xiaoding hesitantly: "Xiaoding, get in the car with me first, and he will call you when Ke Yuning comes."

Zhou Xiaoding still shook his head but didn't move.

Chen Wenhong glanced at the driver, and the driver's eyes were obviously urging.

Chen Wenhong glanced at Zhou Xiaoding again. He couldn't leave the drunk Zhou Xiaoding here, but there were still two people in the car who needed him to take care of.

Just when he was in a dilemma, a piercing sound came, and a Maybach rushed towards him like a night elf.

With a "squeak", the tires rubbed against the ground and made an unbearable sound.

The car door opened, and a tall figure in black clothes and a fisherman's hat quickly stepped in front of the two who were still tugging.

Ke Yuning walked up to the two of them and pulled Zhou Xiaoding into his arms, holding his shoulders in a possessive gesture, and looked at Chen Wenhong coldly: "Who are you?"

Chen Wenhong pointed to the two people in the car next to him: "We are Xiaoding's roommates."

Ke Yuning's face softened: "He drank too much, just leave it to me, you go back."

Chen Wenhong shrugged, it's even better that he doesn't have to worry about it.

"I'll leave Xiaoding to you, and I'll take care of those two drunks."

Chen Wenhong waved his hand in a gesture of goodbye and got into the car directly.

Ke Yuning lowered his eyelids and looked at the person who was still smirking, narrowed his eyes slightly and gritted his teeth: "See how I will deal with you tomorrow."

Zhou Xiaoding, who seemed to have sensed something, grabbed his chest with both hands and looked up at him with wet eyes: "Ke Yuning is not angry."

Ke Yuning ignored him and directly picked him up and walked to the car. The driver quickly opened the door.

When he was stuffed into the car, the man kept tugging at his clothes: "Who are you? I have to wait for someone."

Ke Yuning got into the car and coaxed patiently: "You are waiting for me."

Zhou Xiaoding lay on his chest with both hands boldly touching his face and pulling, staring at him in a daze; "Are you Ke Yuning?"

The driver probably had never seen Zhou Xiaoding drunk before, so he was a little happy when he saw this: "Master, is Xiaoding drunk?"

Ke Yuning reached out and grabbed Zhou Xiaoding's unscrupulous hand on his face, and said angrily: "Next time he gets drunk again, I will throw him on the road."

The driver smiled and said nothing, Zhou Xiaoding was very unhappy with his hands trapped, and kept shaking his body in Ke Yuning's arms like a fish: "You, let me go."

Distraught by his fuss, Ke Yuning put more force on his hands and lowered his head against his forehead and shouted: "Zhou Xiaoding, don't move around."

Probably this sentence had an effect, Zhou Xiaoding stopped struggling, his wet eyes became dull, and the next moment his big eyes were full of grievances: "If you don't move, don't move."

Then he remained motionless and stared at Ke Yuning with a sad look. Ke Yuning's scalp was numb from his gaze. Finally, after 5 minutes, he couldn't stand it and let go of Zhou Xiaoding's hands.

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Zhou Xiaoding smiled happily and hooked Ke Yuning's neck "Mu ah" and kissed him on the cheek, and after kissing his neck, he said in an almost coquettish tone: "Ke Yuning, you are so kind."

Ke Yuning, who was taken advantage of, helped his forehead. Zhou Xiaoding was usually timid this week. After drinking, his style of painting was completely different. Then Ke Yuning thought that if it was not him today, Zhou Xiaoding would also have this style of painting, and his mood changed instantly Very good.

He stared fiercely at Zhou Xiaoding, who regarded him as a large doll, and secretly thought that he must have learned a lesson, otherwise he would not know if he got drunk and sold out next time.

Fortunately, Zhou Xiaoding was very honest all the way, and even fell asleep lying on Ke Yuning's chest when he got home.

Seeing him sleeping soundly and obediently in his arms, Ke Yuning narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't be soft-hearted. He must, must, and must make him harden his memory.

When carrying him into the house and going upstairs, he met Ke Ke in a nightgown, but Ke Yuning was a little surprised when he saw Zhou Xiaoding in his arms: "Brother Yuning, what's wrong with Xiaoding?"

Ke Yuning didn't bother to answer her casually and perfunctorily said a few words: "Drunk."

But Ke Ke followed suit: "Hey, who did Xiao Ding go out to drink with and got so drunk? Aren't you all at home? It's not safe for him to be so drunk. What if someone picks him up? There are a lot of bad guys now. , especially those smelly men in front of bars and nightclubs squatting every day to pick up drunks..."

She was still rambling, Ke Yuning strode upstairs until he reached the door of his room before turning his head and staring at her coldly, Ke Ke also stopped talking.

"Who is he with, whether he is drunk or not, it has nothing to do with you, don't take the mouse."

After he finished speaking, he twisted the doorknob and carried Zhou Xiaoding into the room, leaving Keke outside with a "bang" with an ugly expression on his face.

After walking into the room with someone in his arms, Ke Yuning stood in the room and was a little confused. Zhou Xiaoding was already asleep and it was impossible for him to get up to take a bath. Let him sleep on his own bed. My cleanliness always feels unacceptable. Let him sleep on the sofa. It's a little too inhumane for this guy to be drunk and throw him on the sofa.

Ke Yuning was about to hug him and turn around to send him back to the room where he lived before, when the door rang.