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The people at the table had their own ghosts, but it didn't prevent them from finishing the meal politely. During the dinner, Chen Yuanwen felt annoyed, so he found an excuse to compete with Song Qinghe for wine. Song Qinghe only drank a few cups without any fear.

Chen Yuan heard that he didn't believe in evil, so he let go of his hands and feet, and planned to fight Song Qinghe tonight without getting drunk.

But I didn't expect Xu Wei to snatch the wine glass just after it was filled.

"Stop drinking, how much did you drink?"

He did drink a little too much, but he was still conscious, "You...don't worry about me...bring the cup...Boss Song and I...haven't finished drinking yet..."

He reached out to snatch it, but his center of gravity was unsteady, and he threw himself into Xu Wei's arms. Xu Wei caught him, put his arms around his waist and hugged him. He opened his eyes in a daze, and looked in the direction of Song Qinghe.

Song Qinghe's expression was still indifferent, making it impossible to see his happiness or anger. He buried his face in Xu Wei's chest again, stretched out his arms to hug Xu Wei's waist, and opened his mouth silently at Song Qinghe.

He said, "Mine."

After finishing speaking, he narrowed his watery eyes and smiled smugly.

Song Qinghe hooked the corners of his lips, showing a sneer, looked at him quietly for a few seconds, then stood up and said: "I think Mr. Chen is not lightly drunk, let's stop here for today's meal, Mr. Chen, do you want to drink?" Do you need me to send someone to take you back?"

"No need," he hung his whole body on Xu Wei, "Xu Wei will send me back."

Anyway, Song Qinghe said that he was drunk, so he might as well just be drunk, it's no big deal.

"Xu Wei... baby... let's go... I have a terrible headache... my back hurts too... my butt hurts too..."

"Okay," Xu Wei interrupted his nonsense, carried him outside, "Brother Qinghe, and everyone else, then I will take Mr. Chen away first, he is really drunk."

Everyone in the room is a fine person. At this moment, no one can see that the relationship between the two of them is close, and they all smiled and nodded.

"Go." Song Qinghe looked at Xu Wei unchanged.

After Xu Wei and Chen Yuanwen left, the others also left one after another, and finally only Xu Huai was left.

Song Qinghe drank a lot of wine today. Although he was not drunk, his body smelled very strong.

"President Song," Xu Huai walked up to Song Qinghe, bit his lip, and held Song Qinghe's arm, "Are you okay?"

Song Qinghe had a bad stomach, and Xu Huai was a little worried.

"What can I do?" Song Qinghe shook off Xu Huai's hand, got up and walked out of the box, "Go and drive."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Xu Huai put away the disappointment on his face, and trotted to follow.

On the way back, Song Qinghe leaned against the back seat of the car with his eyes closed and said nothing. The air pressure around him was very low. Xu Huai knew that his heart was on fire.

An hour later, the car stopped downstairs in Song Qinghe's villa. Xu Huai opened the door for Song Qinghe, silently followed Song Qinghe, and walked into the villa.

The lights in the villa were not turned on, and it was pitch black, except for the moonlight quietly streaming in through the screen window.

Xu Huai didn't dare to turn on the light, and Song Qinghe never dared to do unnecessary things when he was in a bad mood.

In the dark, he helped Song Qinghe to the bedroom on the second floor. As soon as the door of the bedroom was closed, Song Qinghe grabbed his neck and pressed him against the door.

Song Qinghe pressed on him, biting the back of his neck as if venting, his hands and feet were weak, and he cried out in a crying voice: "Mr. Song..."

Song Qinghe let go of him after a while, leaned against his ear, and said coldly: "Take off your clothes and go to bed and kneel."

After speaking, he got up from him, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

He stared at Song Qinghe's back for a few seconds, until Song Qinghe walked into the bathroom and slammed the door of the bathroom, then he raised his hand and began to take off his clothes as if he had recovered.

He stripped himself naked, but he didn't dare to take his clothes into the bedroom, he only dared to fold them and put them on the sofa outside.

He crawled onto Song Qinghe's bed naked, took out a small blue bottle from the bedside table, fiddled with it himself, and then obediently lay down beside the bed.

Not far away came the sound of the bathroom door opening, he trembled and closed his eyes silently.

Song Qinghe needs to vent when he is in a bad mood, and he is Song Qinghe's tool to vent.

Song Qinghe would never treat him badly, because Song Qinghe would give him a lot of money after every work; Song Qinghe didn't force him, because he was willing from the beginning to the end.

After Xu Wei helped Chen Yuanwen into the car, he kept his face sullen. Chen Yuanwen thought that Song Qinghe was also annoyed, so he didn't speak either.

The fire in Chen Yuanwen's heart was burning to the extreme, he took off his shoes, flung them into the living room, cursed "idiot" and walked into the bathroom.

He has never been treated this kind of coldly in his life. If he has nothing to do, he will slap his face, ignore him if he wants to ignore him, and almost crawl on his head to shit!

If he is still so used to it, he doesn't have to wait until tomorrow, he can rebel tonight!

He is not used to it, he can do whatever he loves his mother, since when did he, Chen Yuanwen, lack a little lover who warms the bed?Xu Wei counted!

Chen Yuanwen scolded Xu Wei while taking off his clothes. Thinking of Song Qinghe's look at Xu Wei, and the yelling of "Xiaowei" and "Xiaowei", he was so angry that he wanted to hit the wall , he turned on the shower head, turned it directly to cold water, and turned it on to the highest gear to shower himself.

Although it was already summer, the temperature at night was still a bit chilly. After a few showers, he was shivering from the cold.

He raised his head and was about to adjust the water temperature back, but the big injustice whom he scolded so badly was already standing behind him.

"What are you doing? Get out." He didn't want to give Xu Wei a good face, so he raised his hand and pushed Xu Wei.

Xu Wei remained motionless, turned up the temperature of the water and pressed it against his body, pressing him against the wall.

"Get out, did you hear that?" He put his face on the wall with a cold face, "Didn't you not talk to me? I fucking thought you could hold it until tomorrow, and that's all you've got."

"Besides, I'll fuck you to death, believe it or not?" Xu Wei sucked his earlobe, his voice was muffled.

His body softened, and his voice also softened, "Are you sick?"

While sucking his ear, Xu Wei responded stickily: "I'm just sick, and you are my medicine."

What is this all about? !

He was directly amused, "This is an old stalk from many years ago, and the soil is so dusty, you think you are not soiled?"

"Then I won't say anything," Xu Wei turned his body over and hugged him face to face, "Just fuck you, okay?"

"No," he pinched Xu Wei's chin, "I'll tell you to fuck with me again, don't even think about it today."

"Who wants to make trouble with you?" Xu Wei picked him up arbitrarily and put him in front of the bathroom sink, "You dare to discharge electricity at others in front of me, if I'm not here, don't you dare to crawl with others? In bed?"

Xu Wei's movements were heavy, with faint anger and grievance, he felt a little pain, frowned and let out a "hiss".

"I... When did I discharge people indiscriminately?" He supported the washstand with his hands, staring at Xu Wei from the mirror.

Xu Wei leaned over, bit his neck, and gnawed his lips, "That Xu Huai, you like that? With his small body, can he serve you comfortably? Huh?!"

"I just glanced at it twice, you..."

Xu Wei pressed his waist and interrupted him, "And that Jiang Yingfeng, do you really think I believe your nonsense? You even asked me to call him brother, I don't think you are scared by me! "

He was panting, his eyes were gradually forced to burst into tears, and he still refused to admit defeat, "Song Qinghe called you sister, but you didn't listen to me. Who is he, you just do that." Listen to him?!"

"I listened to him to give him face, and I didn't listen to you because you owed him!" Before he finished speaking, Xu grabbed his hair with his hands and forced him to raise his head and look at himself in the mirror.

"Do you think you owe it?" Xu Wei kissed his lips, and blocked his sobs, "Do you think I can subdue you? Huh? Wife..."

When Xu Wei threw out the words "wife", he trembled all over, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Xu Wei picked him up, walked towards the bedroom step by step, and called "wife" every step he took. He was held up by the embarrassing love words, and he quickly forgot, hooked Xu Wei's neck, and dragged her Kiss all over.