So cute, can't help it

The voice in the private room was too noisy, and Jia Di was drunk, but couldn't hear clearly for a while: "Ah? Brother He, what are you talking about?"

He Qing glanced at him, and asked again: "Did you give him a drink?"

Jia Di followed He Qing's line of sight suspiciously, the handsome boy sat on the seat in a daze, and the wine bottle in front of him was empty at some point.

Jia Di didn't understand, so: "Drink it, everyone drank it."

Isn't it normal to eat meat with some wine?

After the words fell, seeing He Qing's face darken, Jia Di couldn't help but thumped his heart, and dared not drink the wine he raised to his lips: "What, what's the matter? He can't drink?"

He Qing's voice was deep: "He has taken motion sickness medicine."

Do not drink alcohol after taking motion sickness medicine, as it is likely to cause adverse reactions to the body.

Judy one: "!!!"

As soon as Jia Di was blinded by the alcohol, most of his mind suddenly became sober, and he didn't care about drinking any more. He put down his glass and went forward to check the situation of Fang Shu.

He Qing pulled him away with a sullen face, and walked around the table to Fang Shu's side.

He Qing is tall, and as soon as he stood by, Fang Shu couldn't get in. Jia Diyi could only scurry aside and explain: "Are you okay, kid?...Brother He, I didn't mean to give him a drink...I I really don’t know that he took motion sickness medicine... I just wanted to eat meat and not drink alcohol, and the fragrance would be reduced by half, so I persuaded him to drink a little..."

In a daze, he felt that there was someone standing beside him. Fang Shu turned his body to look, the tails of his eyes were flushed, his eyes were a little slack, his cheeks were flushed, his hair was fluffy and messy, and he looked like he was full of shame‖ Wet feeling.

I can't see any discomfort.

He Qing breathed a sigh of relief, put his hand on the back of Fang Shu's neck, straightened him, and interrupted Jia Diyi's chatter: "He's fine. How much did you drink for him?"

"It seems to be just one glass... or half a bottle?" Jia Di couldn't remember clearly when he was fighting with other people, he picked up the empty wine bottle and compared the scale: "My newly opened wine, give me and the children each After I poured a glass, I left the wine on the table ... as far as I remember."

Good guy, half a bottle.

The alcohol content in this restaurant is not very high, but it is higher than ordinary beer. People who are used to drinking it don't think there is anything wrong with it, but for those who rarely drink, half a bottle will get you drunk.

Fang Shu didn't know how to drink at first glance, and it was Nan Feng's fault if he drank most of the bottle.

He Qing frowned: "Why don't you look at him?"

"No matter how you look at it, I'm not his parents, nor his coach. I can't stop him from drinking if I have my hands on him." Jia Di said in a sly voice, and the more he said, the less confidence he said: "...I didn't either. Thinking that children's drinking capacity will be so bad."

He Qing lowered his eyes, it's really bad, knowing that it's bad but still doesn't know how to refuse, he drank so much.

In the box, Coach Chen and the other coaches were drinking happily, and they couldn't leave for a while.

As soon as Jia Di knew he was wrong, he was considering whether to suggest that He Qing take Fang Shu away first, but Fang Shu, who was sitting peacefully, suddenly twisted his body in his seat and wanted to stand up.

"Where are you going?" He Qing pressed his shoulders to prevent him from moving.

Fang Shu didn't speak, he replaced the milk tea with one hand, raised the other hand to push He Qing.

It's just that his strength is not as strong as He Qing's, and his hands and feet are limp after drunk, so he can't use much strength.

After pushing for a while, He Qing didn't get pushed at all. Instead, he uncontrollably fell on He Qing under the reaction force.

The zipper of He Qing's coat was unzipped, and there was a thin T-shirt inside. Fang Shu's face slammed on his well-stretched muscles, and he felt in a trance that he had slammed on steel.

Seeing Fang Shu lying on top of him and not moving for a long time, He Qing grabbed his shoulders and helped him up, just about to check what happened to him.

Fang Shu grabbed the hem of the clothes first and lifted them up.

He Qing and Fang Shu were very close, under the white light of the box, the young man's waistline was thin and tight, and his small navel trembled with his breathing.

The young man lowered his head, arched his thin shoulders slightly, opened his hazy eyes, looked at himself, then at He Qing, pursed his mouth, and said aggrievedly: "You are so tough."

He Qing came to his senses, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he grabbed his wrist with his big hand, and put down his clothes: "Well, it's hard."

The milk tea that Fang Shu was holding had already run out of temperature, his fingers were cold, and under the thin and delicate flesh was a small wrist bone, He Qing clenched it a little more.

Fang Shu couldn't break free and fell silent.

Fang Shu was sitting against the wall, and the others were focused on drinking and didn't see his "amazing move".

Only Jia Di had a panoramic view of the interaction between the two, and sighed: "It seems that the kid is really drunk. I didn't expect the kid to be so good when he was drunk."

Quiet and quiet, neither loud nor noisy, if He Qing hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have noticed anything wrong with the kid.

With a faint "um", He Qing let go of Fang Shu's hand.

Jia Diyi chatted with He Qing a few more times, thinking about the fact that He Qing had asked him to supervise Fang Shu's car practice in the morning, and asked, "How is your heart? Are you seriously ill?"

"The fever is gone, she has woken up." Jia Diyi and He Lijuan have met several times, and the relationship is not bad, He Qing did not hide it: "I will be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon."

"It's fine." Jia Di sighed: "Xinxin is Sister He's lifeblood, Sister He must be very anxious."

He Qing remembered that when he met He Lijuan, she held a bewildered expression like her heart was falling, and she didn't make a sound.

Jia Diyi is a talkative person, and once he starts talking, he can't stop: "It's not easy for Sister He, supporting the whole family by herself all these years. If Xinxin Dad is still here... Hey, Sister He is also stubborn. Dragging others down, she has been reluctant to reorganize the family. She doesn't need a husband, but Xinxin always needs 'Dad', right? There is a man in the family, and it is much easier than her alone."

Jia Di looked at He Qing meaningfully: "Brother He, do you think so?"

He Qing poured a glass of wine without changing his expression, as if he didn't understand his implication at all.

As soon as Jia Di felt bored, he dragged the coach next to him to fight for drinks.

As soon as Jia Di joined, the room became a little more noisy.

He Qing drank the wine in the glass, and was about to pour another glass when the little boy beside him began to struggle to stand up again.

He Qing put down his wine glass helplessly, grabbed his hand and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Fang Shu looked at him blankly, as if he was trying to identify who he was, and seemed to be thinking about how to speak.

When He Qing couldn't help but want to ask again, Fang Shu's blushing face suddenly approached, and his warm breath with the smell of alcohol lightly sprayed on He Qing's chin: "Pis... pee."

He Qing: "..."

He Qing immediately let go of his hand.

Fang Shu turned to leave with the milk tea in his arms.

He Qing: "Put down the milk tea."

Fang Shu turned back and put the milk tea on the table.

As soon as Jia Di finished drinking half a bottle of wine, he heard the sound of the box door opening and raised his head, just in time to see Fang Shu's slender figure disappearing behind the box door.

Jia Diyi: "The kid is still drunk, Brother He, why don't you let him go? What if something happens?"

He Qing: "Nothing will happen. He will go with us."

Jia Diyi: "Then where is he going now?"

He Qing sat on the seat with his hands folded: "Put the water on."

"Oh."

It turned out to be going to the toilet, so it was fine.

Jia Di turned back, and then turned back half a second: "This is the first time for the kid, does he know where the bathroom is?"

He Qing: "..."

He Qing put down his hands, turned his head to look outside the box, opened the seat, and walked away.

There were many people in the lunch restaurant, He Qing chased to the corridor, only to see Fang Shu standing at the other end of the corridor, gesticulating with his hands to ask passers-by how to get to the bathroom.

His head was in a mess, his hands and feet couldn't be controlled, and passers-by did not understand what he was gesticulating for a long time.

He Qing walked over and pulled Fang Shu: "I'll take you there."

Passerby: "?"

He Qing has been to this restaurant several times and is very familiar with the structure of the restaurant.

He Qing took Fang Shu to the bathroom.There is no separation between men and women in the bathroom. There are people inside. When someone comes out, he pats Fang Shu on the back lightly: "Go."

Fang Shu didn't move, and stood there for several seconds before slowly walking in.

He Qing saw that his body was swaying and his walking was unsteady, so he asked, "Can I do it myself?"

Fang Shu tilted his head to look at him, nodded slightly for half a second.

He Qing felt relieved, and when he closed the door, he said, "I'm outside, you can call me if you need anything..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Fang Shu swaying and sitting on the toilet seat.

He Qing: "..."

He Qing walked in resignedly to help him up, opened the toilet lid, and lifted the toilet seat: "You want to go to the toilet like this, understand?"

Fang Shu stood in front of the toilet in a daze, staring at the pool of water in the toilet without responding.

He Qing who had reached the door had no choice but to back away, and asked with patience rarely seen in his life, "Why not?"

Only then did Fang Shu move, and he groped for his waist for a long time, but he couldn't even untie the belt buckle.

Fang Shu was so anxious that his neck was red, and his fingers were red from the belt buckle.

He Qing was very angry and funny, when Fang Shu was angry and wanted to leave, he pulled him back with his big hand and pressed him in front of the toilet.

"Squeamish. I can't untie it myself, so why be so angry?"

He Qing bent down, approached Fang Shu from behind, stopped when his chest was a punch away from Fang Shu, and looped his hands around Fang Shu's sides, grasped his belt buckle, and exerted a little force.

"Click-"

The belt buckle snapped open.

He Qing lowered his eyes: "Can I do it now?"

The furry head under the eyelids nodded lightly, and the tips of the hair brushed the red ears, which seemed to be dripping with blood.

He Qing straightened up, and when he backed away, Fang Shu unzipped the zipper, revealing some white underwear inside.

It was still raining outside, and the sound of the rain came in through the glass windows of the corridor, mixed with the footsteps of the passing diners.

He Qing leaned against the wall and waited outside for about ten minutes before the bathroom door opened.

The redness on Fang Shu's neck has faded, his cheeks and ears are still red, his eyes are misty, and he is obviously still drunk.