As soon as Qiao Qing returned to her seat, she heard a phone call from her mother. She was a little confused.
The men were enjoying their drinks, and she picked up her cell phone and went outside to answer a call.
"Hey Mom"
Mother Qiao's voice came from one end of the microphone.
"Qiao Qiao, have you eaten yet?"
"I just finished eating, have you eaten yet?"
Qiao Qing had a gentle smile and a sweet, coquettish voice.
"Why did you think of calling your daughter?"
"That's what I said. Mom will call you. You need to watch something."
Mr. Qiao, who was standing by, listened to the microphone and bumped his hand against Mrs. Qiao's.
Signaling her not to forget the important things.
Mother Qiao glared at him.
Why can't I talk to my daughter more?
Qiao Qing was amused. "How dare I? You can call me whenever you want."
"Qiao Qiao, how is your work? Is the pressure in a big city too high?"
Qiao Qing found a seat outside and sat down. "Not bad. I think the work is pretty easy."
Whether this job is easy or not, you have to say it is easy in front of your parents.
"Don't worry, I can take care of myself outside."
Qiao's mother naturally knew this. Which child would say something bad to make his parents worry?
She smiled and said, "Qiao Qiao, where do you live? Your father and I have discussed visiting you in a couple of days."
Qiao Qing was surprised. "Why send me the address? Come over and I'll pick you up at the airport."
Neither Mr. nor Mrs. Qiao had ever been on a plane, so they were inevitably a little worried.
He frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and continued, "Are you guys not used to flying? Or should I wait until I have a vacation to go back and see you?"
After hearing Qiao Qing's caring words, Qiao's mother's wrinkled face suddenly broke into a smile. "No, no, you're busy with work, and your father and I haven't been away from home for long. We have to give it a try."
Father Qiao snatched the phone from Mother Qiao's hand and said with a kind smile, "Qiao Qiao, send me the address and we can take a taxi there. It won't interfere with your work."
When I get older, I just want to avoid causing trouble for young people.
Qiao Qing sent the detailed address.
Then he added, "I've given you the address, but you must tell me when you come over, and I'll pick you up then."
"This job is not as important as you guys."
Mr. and Mrs. Qiao looked at each other and smiled gently.
I quickly responded, "Okay, okay."
I chatted with Mr. and Mrs. Qiao for a long time, but what was a little strange was that there seemed to be the sound of a car horn over there.
Are you still outside so late?
Before Qiao Qing could ask more questions, Qiao's father and mother said they had something to do and hung up the phone.
Listening to the "beep beep" sound on the phone, Qiao Qing sighed.
The number of times I went home during my four years in college was very few, after all, I worked during summer and winter vacations.
Apart from going home to celebrate the Chinese New Year, I am busy again.
Even phone calls are rare.
Now that I'm working, I have even less time to go back.
After putting away his phone, Qiao Qing returned to the restaurant half an hour later.
Looking at the bottle on the table, she couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and her fair and tender face showed surprise.
Beer really has such a great charm
I called Secretary Li and asked him to come over quickly.
About ten minutes later.
Several people almost fell down.
Compared to the other people who had red faces and were obviously drunk, Jing Rui's face was very white, like a beautiful jade, without any color.
Qiao Qing thought he was not drunk, so she snatched the beer bottle from his big hand with her soft white hands and said softly, "Don't drink, you will be drunk soon."
Jing Rui turned his head slowly, his deep eyes were very clear, and he nodded obediently, "Okay."
He held Qiao Qing's hand tightly with his long, slender hand, placed it on his handsome face, and murmured, "Hot."
His fair face was burning hot. Qiao Qing had been answering the phone outside for a long time, and his knuckles were slightly cold. Feeling the smooth and cool feeling from Qiao Qing's hands, Jing Rui's brows relaxed.
It turns out that this guy just drank too much and his face turned red.
It's unexpectedly cute.
When Xu Li heard the word "drunk", he immediately perked up and shouted, "I'm not drunk, keep drinking."
He stood up unsteadily and picked up the bottle of wine.
Qiao Qing quickly stepped forward to stop him and said sternly, "No more drinking, sit down."
Xu Li's ears were red, and he looked drunk. He just listened to Qiao Qing's fierce words, shrank his body, and then sat obediently on the stool, as straight as a primary school student.
I looked at Qiao Qing with a confused look in my eyes, thinking that Qiao Qing was a teacher.
This made Qiao Qing feel helpless and wanted to laugh.
Zhang Qiyan held the bottle and fell directly onto the table. His usually gentle face had a rosier look on both sides, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he was mumbling something.
Zhang Runyan was not much better. He didn't want to join in the fun at first, but when he saw that Jing Rui couldn't get drunk, he became anxious.
So I got myself into trouble.
I had originally thought of using my cell phone to record Jing Rui getting drunk.
However, he was drunk and his mind was blank.
He tried hard to open his eyes, patted his head vigorously, and said vaguely, "It's a bit late, I want to go home."
He stood up shakily, moved the chair away and started to leave.
His steps were a bit unsteady, and before Qiao Qing could come over to stop him, he tripped over his front foot and right foot.
He fell to the ground, still a bit confused.
Then he just lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
He was holding an empty wine bottle in his hand.
Qiao Qing's hand was held by Jing Rui, and her movements were restricted. She couldn't help even if she wanted to.
Fortunately, I called Secretary Li in advance, and Secretary Li came over within a few minutes.
Looking at the mess in front of him, there was nothing he could do. Who asked him to take Jing Rui's salary?
Qiao Qing went back with Jing Rui, and the others were handed over to Secretary Li.
I guess I'll book a few rooms in a hotel, which will be more convenient.
She didn't think much about the rest of the things. She turned her head to look at Jing Rui, who seemed normal. If he hadn't walked a little unsteadily, she would have thought he was not drunk.
Take a taxi home.
"Qiao Qiao, please don't leave me, okay?"
Jing Rui hugged Qiao Qing's waist tightly with both hands like a child, rubbed his head against Qiao Qing's neck, and found a comfortable position to put his head on Qiao Qing's shoulder.
This action was a bit unexpected, and Qiao Qing didn't react for a moment. She blinked her clear eyes, and when she noticed the driver's eyes that were always looking at the rearview mirror, she reached out and gently touched Jing Rui's head.
She softened her voice and coaxed him, "I won't leave. Let's go home together. Can you let me go first?"
Jing Rui hummed unwillingly like a cat and closed his eyes.
"don't want."
This scoundrel's appearance is rarely seen. Could it be that a drunk man has two different faces than a sober man?
Qiao Qing coaxed patiently, "If you don't let go, I'll feel uncomfortable. Do you want me to feel uncomfortable?"
Jing Rui opened his eyes upon hearing that. He let go of Qiao Qing and looked at him with some innocence in his eyes.
The bony hand touched Qiao Qing's smooth and rosy face, and his eyes were full of seriousness, "Touch it, it won't hurt."
Qiao Qing raised the corners of his mouth and nodded in agreement, "Well, it's not hard. Jing Rui is really a good boy."
When Jing Rui heard the compliment, his eyes lit up and he nodded, "Well, Jing Rui is a good boy."
With a "puchi", Qiao Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The driver in front saw that Qiao Qing looked familiar and couldn't help but look at him twice more, and suddenly remembered.
Isn't this the girl I picked up before?
"Hey, little girl, do you remember the last time you went to the supermarket, I gave you a ride?"
Qiao Qing had taken only a few taxis in the past month, and this talkative uncle was very impressed, so he started talking about it.
There are some impressions in my mind.
"Oh, I remember. It's you again, uncle."
Qiao Qing looks just like a celebrity. Last time, the uncle wanted Qiao Qing to give him an autograph, saying that even if he becomes a big star in the future, it would be impossible to get an autograph.
I still have a deep impression of the driver.
He observed Jing Rui's appearance through the rearview mirror, smiled generously and said, "This is the boyfriend you mentioned at that time. He is so handsome. You two are a good match."
Qiao Qing didn't have time to say anything.
When Jing Rui heard the word "boyfriend", he suddenly became excited. He smiled, and his handsome face became even more charming.
I bowed respectfully and promised, "Thank you uncle, I will take good care of my girlfriend."
Qiao Qing glared at Jing Rui and slapped Jing Rui's big hand with her soft hand.
Jing Rui turned around and looked at Qiao Qing, his eyes showing innocence and kindness. Feeling the strength in his hand, he pursed his lips in a somewhat aggrieved manner.
"Qiao Qiao, my hand hurts."
He looked like an abandoned kitten.
As he said this, he stretched out his big hand in front of Qiao Qing.
"I need to blow it."
Qiao Qing was indeed somewhat helpless.
This means he is drunk, but he doesn't seem to be drunk.
Even if he is not drunk, his childish behavior is definitely not something Jing Rui would normally do.
She held Jing Rui's hand and said, "Where does it hurt? Let me blow on it for you."
"It hurts everywhere."
Jing Rui pushed further and said, "If you want a hug, it won't hurt."
Brother, when you get drunk, does your IQ also drop?
What does this hand pain have to do with hugging?
Qiao Qing hugged Jing Rui and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Jing Rui nodded, "Just a little bit more."
Qiao Qing smiled, let go of Jing Rui, and asked seriously, "Did you do this on purpose?"
Jing Rui's eyes were full of confusion, "Hmm"
Finally, when getting off the car, the driver looked at Jing Rui with eyes full of sympathy and a hint of extremely complicated emotions.
Qiao Qing actually understood it.
The general meaning is, how can such a young and handsome boy be a fool?
What a shame!
This didn't make sense no matter how he explained it, and Qiao Qing didn't know how many times he had been helpless.
Jing Rui next to him was like a big loyal dog, staring straight at Qiao Qing without any distraction.
He just took one step, staggered one step, and staggered.
Qiao Qing quickly stepped forward to support him, "Be careful, don't fall."
"Wrestling hurts, so don't wrestle."
Jing Rui seemed to be a little sleepy. He squinted his eyes and tried hard to see the direction in front of him. There was only one Qiao Qing in front of him, and two Qiao Qings.
"Qiao Qiao, stop shaking."
"It's not me who's shaking, it's you who should stop shaking."
It was difficult to help Jingrui up the stairs.
When Jing Rui raised his hand to open the door, he held Qiao Qing tightly and cried, "Qiao Qiao, I don't have the key."
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