"If it's not yours and it's not suitable for you, you can't get it by force." Qiao Sirui said lightly.
Liang Jiuzhou's eyes turned red again. Knowing that this was the man's comfort, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
By the time Chu Ci finished her internship, two or three hours had passed. It was already late at night, and there was still no movement downstairs. Chu Ci got up and went downstairs to see what had happened to the two people who had brought out a lot of wine.
As soon as I entered the living room, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol. The table was a mess. Liang Jiuzhou had already been drunk and fell down. He lay on the table, tightly holding the empty wine glass in his hand, and couldn't help muttering to himself, "I'm going to drink you down this time..."
Then Qiao Sirui, who had been sitting on the sofa, responded with the same words. His voice didn't sound unusual, still lazy and indifferent, but it sounded a little hoarse than usual, "Call me daddy, and get out of here."
To be honest, your generations are a bit confusing and hard to understand.
Chu Ci: ...
There was a small light on in the living room, but the light was dim. Liang Jiuzhou was probably really drunk and had no image at all. He just lay on the table, mumbling something, and soon fell asleep. Qiao Sirui was wearing a white shirt and was probably a little drunk, because there were some wine stains on his collar and a few buttons were ripped open by him, revealing his beautiful collarbone.
This person has very fair skin, which is quite seductive under the warm light.
Probably noticing Chu Ci's gaze at this moment, the man raised his eyes. He probably didn't react at first, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes. When he saw clearly that it was Chu Ci, the sharpness instantly disappeared, and he looked a little confused. Then he frowned and raised his hand to press his eyebrows.
You don’t look that drunk…?
Chu Ci tilted her head and stepped over the pile of wine bottles to approach the man. She bent down and patted the man's cheek with her small hand, "Are you okay?"
He responded in a muffled voice, held Chu Ci's hand, and then relaxed his brows with satisfaction.
He reeked of alcohol, and I didn't know how much he had drunk.
However, it shouldn't be a problem since there's still some clarity in his eyes, but the guy next to him probably can't drink any more.
Chu Ci glanced at Liang Jiuzhou over there, raised her hand to rub his temple and asked him, "Senior Liang, do you want to rest here tonight?"
"No." The man blurted out a word and glanced disdainfully at the guy who started drooling. After drinking, his unruly Beijing young master's tone became more obvious. While enjoying Chu Ci's massage, he said, "Let him go back to sleep."
As he said that, he picked up the phone from the side and called Liang Jiuzhou's home. After some effort, they helped the drunk Liang Jiuzhou to the car and had someone take him back.
Chu Ci and Qiao Sirui returned home. They originally wanted to push this man to take a shower and then go back to their respective rooms to sleep. However, just as they closed the door, this man rushed over from behind and hugged Chu Ci.
Like a willful child holding a large doll, he rubbed Chu Ci's neck, and his movements were very domineering.
"Wife, wife..."
He was rubbing against me and calling out at the same time, and the tone of his voice was so intricate that it didn't match the person's usual speaking tone.
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