Chapter 61 Chapter 61 "I'll give you three seconds to think, then...
Tan Du laughed muffledly.
Qiao Zhuo said in a deep voice, "Don't be so playful. I'm not kidding you."
It’s not that I’m deliberately competing with kids.
Who doesn't want to fill their stomachs? They just mix wine and ice cream.
Tan Du nodded, obviously not taking it seriously.
After dinner, Qiao Zhuoyi and Tan Du sent the people to the car, but they just watched them go. Xiao Lan supported Liang Yizi and didn't let them get even a corner of his clothes touched.
Liang Yizi drank a little too much and leaned against the passenger seat with his eyes closed to rest.
Qiao Zhuo checked Tan Du's condition and asked the person in the car anxiously, "Really, you don't need a designated driver?"
Xiao Lan fastened Liang Yizi's seatbelt. His expression was genuinely calm. "No need, don't worry."
"Okay, let me know when you get there." Qiao Zhuoyi said.
Liang Yizi raised his cell phone casually.
Qiao Zhuo slammed the car door and said, "Let's go."
After their car disappeared at the intersection, Qiao Zhuoyi and Tan Du also got in, neither of them saying a word.
Tan Du held up his temples, his brows slightly furrowed.
Serves you right!
Qiao Zhuo gritted his teeth and asked him to drink slowly. He seemed obedient and drank slower, but he drank one cup after another without a break.
If it weren't for the fact that Qiao Zhuoyi still had a filming tomorrow, this guy would probably drink until late at night.
Qiao Zhuoyi put one hand on the steering wheel, rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, revealing a red rope that was usually invisible to outsiders.
A streak of red, like the Chu River dividing the Han River, divided the skin of the back of his hand and wrist into two. Tan Du recovered a little, half-closing his eyes. He reached out and fiddled with the red rope. The swing started, making him dizzy. He squeezed his eyes shut and spoke in a sticky voice, speaking even more slowly: "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong with you?" Qiao Zhuo asked back.
What's wrong?
He was clearly not in a good mood, but he had to force himself to smile.
Tan Du seemed not to understand and gave an impeccable reply: "A little dizzy."
Qiao Zhuo stared at him and it would be strange if he didn't feel dizzy. His face was as pale as a ghost.
Tan Du scratched his wrist and said, "I want a glass of honey water."
Qiao Zhuo's chest heaved as he stepped on the accelerator and soon arrived at the entrance of the villa. He got out of the car, slammed the door and left.
Tan Du pinched his brows, got out of the car and leaned against the door without moving. Sure enough, the man turned around and came back after a few steps.
"You still want me to carry you?" Qiao Zhuo said angrily.
On this cold and windy winter night, he was hunched over, looking so thin that he would be blown away if he wasn't careful.
Why am I not feeling comfortable?
Qiao Zhuoyi became more and more annoyed, because he was obviously very strong when he was tormenting others.
Tan Du raised his eyes. Without the lenses blocking them, they still looked like the night sky covered by dark clouds. When his eyes focused, the dark clouds were suddenly dispersed. He opened his arms and said with a smile, "Okay."
"Get lost."
Qiao Zhuoyi grabbed his arm and put it on his shoulder, dragging him along, half supporting and half hugging him. Tan Du didn't use any strength at all, and all the weight of his body was on him. Qiao Zhuoyi's ears were filled with his breath. He gritted his teeth and threw him onto the sofa as soon as he entered the room.
His back hit the cushion without much impact. Tan Du placed his forearm on his forehead and squinted his eyes.
Qiao Zhuo turned off the main lights, switched to soft night lights, and turned into the kitchen.
"drink."
The honey water glowed dimly under the lamp. Tan Du sat up and played with it in his hand. His fingers pressed against the wall of the glass, and his fingerprints were clearly visible.
Qiao Zhuo pinched his palm and became angry: "What are you looking at? Drink it quickly."
Tan Du held his hand and asked him to sit down. He took a sip and said with a smile, "Are you unhappy? I know I'm not drunk."
Qiao Zhuoyi was too lazy to waste words with him. He pinched the two ear bones that had been itching for a while between his fingertips and looked at them carefully under the light.
"This gift for you was specially ordered later," Tan Du pointed with his fingertips, "I haven't worn it before."
Qiao Zhuoyi hummed softly and put it back on neatly.
Tan Du grabbed his hand and pressed down on his wrist with moderate force. After drinking, his palm and fingertips were very hot and numb, which helped to dispel a lot of Qiao Zhuoyi's anger.
Qiao Zhuoyi remained silent. Tan Du rubbed his wrist diligently, probably unable to feel the warmth with his palm. He placed the back of his hand on his wrist and felt it. "Why is it still so cold? I'll get you a hot towel."
Qiao Zhuo was a soft-hearted person, especially since he couldn't handle the man's soft tone. He pressed his backhand against the man's hand and said, "Don't move. Aren't you dizzy anymore?"
"I'm not dizzy." Tan Du replied.
"Then don't move," Qiao Zhuoyi said, "rest for a while."
"Okay, let's rest together." Tan Du rubbed his head and suddenly remembered to explain, "I just confirmed Liang Yizi's thoughts this afternoon, and didn't ask for anything else."
Qiao Zhuo was silent for a moment, then said stiffly, "I was just anxious."
After saying that, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and leaned over to kiss him on the lips.
Hedgehogs have a strong sense of territory. They stop baring their teeth and claws, circle people in, awkwardly and openly revealing their soft belly, and actively coax people. That's a sign of extreme trust.
Tan Du held the back of his head and deepened the kiss.
Qiao Zhuoyi's principle is to vent your anger, say what you want to say, and finish today's work today.
He placed his palm on his shoulder and said slowly, "You, confess."
"What do you want to tell me?" Tan Du pressed his forehead against his.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable today?" Qiao Zhuo poked his chest, "I mean here."
"No." Tan Duhui.
"You answered too quickly," Qiao Zhuo looked at him, "I'll give you three seconds to think. Say it again."
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