"Sir, sir..."

The driver on behalf of the driver yelled a few times in succession, before Chen Zhouhe realized it and hummed vaguely.

"arrive."

Chen Zhouhe nodded blankly and got out of the car.

The winter night was bleak, and it was really late at this point, and there was no one in the community.The wind blew, and the bare branches waved a few times, casting shadows under the street lamps.

Chen Zhouhe really drank a little too much, the scene in front of him rotated uncontrollably, closed his eyes and opened them again, and rotated at a different angle, his ears were buzzing, and his mind was not even clear.

He couldn't tell the direction for a while, and sat down on the ground in the park propped up on the floor tiles.

"Chen, Brother Chen?"

At the entrance of the community, Xie Gui and Han Ren came.Han Ren originally planned to go back with Xie's car, but they both fell asleep shortly after they got in the car. The driver remembered to ask who to take off first when they got off the highway. Neither of them could answer him. Based on the principle of proximity, Xie Gui was sent back first.

Everyone knows the relationship between Xie Gui and Chen Zhouhe, and the driver chose Chen Zhouhe's address.

He was quite flattered, and felt that he was too good to handle this matter beautifully.

Han Ren went up with Xie Gui, planning to go upstairs to sit down and ask for a cup of hot tea, but neither of them expected to meet Chen Zhouhe at the bottom of the building.

"Brother Chen, are you alright?" Han Ren always felt ashamed of Chen Zhouhe for giving Xie Gui such a bad idea, and when he saw that Chen Zhou was in such a mess, he immediately stepped forward to help him up, "Did you fall somewhere?"

Chen Zhouhe hummed vaguely.

Xie Gui looked at his hands on Chen Zhou and his waist, and clicked his tongue in displeasure.

"Okay, okay, what should I do?" Xie Gui pulled Han Ren's hand away, Chen Zhouhe staggered, and fell into his arms impartially, and was hugged by Xie Gui, "I will send He'll just go up there."

"Don't invite me up... sit down?" Han Ren said in a low voice, facing Xie Gui's stare, and compromised, "It's okay, I don't want to disturb you, you should also pay attention, don't offend people too much." Cruel."

I don't know why, ever since Xie Gui came to him a few weeks ago and said that Chen Zhouhe's plan to voluntarily withdraw from the engagement should be carried out as Han Ren said in the bar last time, he has been uncertain.

His intuition told him that Xie Gui would definitely regret it later.

Looking at the backs of the two going away, Han Ren sighed worriedly.When he came back from the bar, he thought that Xie Gui would not remember the advice he gave him in a moment of anger when he was hangover, but later he asked around, and Xie Gui also said that he forgot.

Han Ren was relieved at first, but Xie Gui pretended to be confused with his understanding.

"It's all life..."

Chen Zhouhe was not heavy, and he didn't make trouble when he was drunk. Xie Gui didn't have too much pressure to support him all the way, but occasionally looked down at him with a uncomfortable expression, and couldn't help reminding him viciously: "Chen Zhou and I warn you, If you dare to spit on me, I will clean you up."

Of course Chen Zhouhe would not answer him.

After entering the door and returning to the familiar environment, Chen Zhouhe obviously relaxed a little. He kicked off his shoes while leaning on the wall by the entrance, staggering as if he was about to hit the ground in a second.

Xie Gui was changing shoes one second, and the next had to pull him, dragging him to the sofa.

He threw Chen Zhouhe onto the sofa with a little disgust: "Sit down, I'll make you hangover soup."

Chen Zhouhe didn't know if he understood what he said, his face was buried in the sofa pillow and he remained motionless.

Xie Gui, a hangover soup, doesn't know how to cook at all. He only remembered this problem when he approached the kitchen. Facing the clean marble countertop, he was stunned, and finally took out his phone and started Baidu.

Found a very detailed how-to, nearly seven or eight hundred words, Xie Gui slid up and down like an emotionless browsing machine, absent-minded.

What the hell is he doing?

Han Ren seemed to have a tacit understanding with him, and a timely message popped up——

Brother, what are you doing?

Xie Gui replied to him: cook sober soup.

Immediately there was a series of ellipses, followed by a phone call.

"I didn't say that, young master, you can still cook this thing. It's really a knife to your ass-open your eyes, you can actually cook something other than instant noodles in your life?" Han Ren marveled.

"I have something to say." Xie Gui was annoyed.

There was silence for a while: "Xie Gui, do you know what you are doing?"

"I didn't tell you, cook, wake up, wine, soup!"

"I'm not talking about this, you know what I'm asking, since you want Chen Zhouhe to take the initiative to bring up the matter of breaking the engagement with grandma, you have to make him feel that you are a trouble he can't control. Don't you think it's absurd to be merciful?"

Xie Gui's beautiful knuckles clasped the marble countertop one after another, the cold and hard touch made him calm down.

"Han Ren, I have a sense of proportion. I want Chen Zhouhe to divorce the marriage, not to play him to death. Now it is a society ruled by law, I will not," Xie Gui said, her sharp lips curled up, and she smiled casually , "I know what I'm doing. It's meaningless to humiliate him blindly. Take it in and let it go, and occasionally give him some sweets to relax and suppress him. Only then will people collapse in the shortest time."

There was a dead silence on the other end of the phone, and after a long time, Han Ren hung up with a horrified and resentful sentence of "Pervert, you".

Xie Gui looked at the tutorial again, but couldn't understand a single word, so she soaked a cup of honey water with honey from the cupboard, stirred it and gave it to Chen Zhouhe.

Chen Zhouhe had already fallen asleep.

Before he went to the annual meeting, he was afraid of drinking, so he took two sober medicines first. Although he was still a little dizzy at the moment, he was relieved anyway.

"Get up," Xie Gui put the honey water on the coffee table, and stood beside Chen Zhouhe with his arms folded, "Drink the honey water."

Chen Zhouhe rubbed his face on the pillow, pretending he didn't hear.

It's not that Xie Gui was neglected, it's just that he was so dizzy that he really didn't have the energy to fight Xie Gui again.

"Tsk."

Seeing that he couldn't say anything, Xie Gui had no choice but to use his hands, grabbed Chen Zhouhe's arm and pulled it up. Chen Zhouhe retreated subconsciously and grabbed Xie Gui's shirt.

Xie Gui thought he was a drunk, so he didn't use much force, but Chen Zhouhe made such a force that he fell down unexpectedly.

--"Depend on!"

The author has something to say:

Sorry for the QAQ, the swelling in my hand hasn’t subsided yet, the rubber band hits the bone, and it hurts when I press the keyboard. This chapter is not finished, and I will add it tomorrow.

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