Ji Wei Lou said in a deep voice, "you know what I mean in your heart."

Of course, Ji Naitang knows that the disgrace in his mouth refers to his climbing the bed. In their eyes, he climbed Yao Yuanjing's bed before, but now he has climbed Cen Muqi's bed, which is a disgrace to the Ji family.

CEN Muqi also heard that, but these things are their family affairs after all, and he is not very convenient to say anything.

"What happened?"

The manager of the club heard that the faces of these big men were not very good-looking when they were standing here. He was afraid to offend them, so he came to have a look.

CEN Muqi said to the manager: "general manager Ji thinks you can't do it here. It's disgraceful to come here to play. Manager Liu, remember to feed back to boss Zhao later so that he can improve."

"Ah?" Manager Liu wiped the sweat on his head, "where is dissatisfaction?"

"I have to ask general manager Ji." After Cen Muqi finished speaking, he said to Mr. Wang, "Mr. Wang, you two are playing slowly. I still have something to do. I'm going to leave first."

"Oh, good."

CEN Muqi took Ji Naitang to the elevator. Ji Naitang asked with a smile, "Cen, did you just say that on purpose?"

CEN Muqi laughed but said nothing. Ji Naitang felt that he was quite angry. The owner of the club, surnamed Zhao, had a lot of power behind him, so ordinary people did not dare to provoke him easily.

The Ji family is not afraid of boss Zhao, but it is not a good thing to have another enemy, so it will certainly not tear their faces. Just now, Mr. Wang and his staff were leading them. The receptionist certainly couldn't understand what the disgrace in Ji Wei Lou's words meant. So when manager Liu asked about it, he would really believe that Ji Wei Lou was shameful.

Even if it won't bring much trouble to Ji Wei Lou, it's not a happy thing. He has to explain it to him.

"Can you drive?" CEN Muqi asked Ji Naitang, and Ji Naitang nodded. Then he saw Cen Muqi throwing the car key over. He raised his hand to catch it. He remembered that Cen Muqi had just drunk.

He had to sit in the cab, and Cen Muqi went around to the co driver's seat.

"Jiyi group's largest shareholder, should be your mother?"

Ji Naitang was stunned when he heard the speech and nodded. Cen Muqi asked again, "if so, why do you have to move out of the Ji family? Your second uncle doesn't have that much power? "

"I don't want to live there myself."

Ji Naitang had just turned 18 when he moved out of the Jijia mansion. It is said that because the Ji family has become the leader of Jiwei building, his nephew has no status in the Ji family.

"Why? Your second uncle is not good to you? "

Ji Naitang smile: "I don't know how to define this good and bad, OK."

CEN Muqi didn't ask any more questions. He closed his eyes and rested on his seat. Ji Naitang gave him a distracted look and drove the car as smoothly as possible.

His palms sweated, not because he mentioned the past, but because he didn't like driving. When driving, he was more likely to think of the accident in the past 12 years.

He doesn't remember the details of the accident, but he still remembers the mood.

Fortunately, it's late now. There are not many cars on the road. He drives back to Cen Muqi's residence safely and safely. After stopping the car, he breathes a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Cen, it's here."

He yelled softly, but he didn't get a response. He turned to find that Cen Muqi seemed to be asleep.

"Mr. Cen?" Looking at Cen Muqi's sleeping face, Ji Naitang hesitated, untied his seat belt, and then slowly approached.

He can't help but breathe lightly, for fear of waking Cen Muqi. Then he looks at Cen Muqi so carefully, and he can't help sighing that a big man has a good skin, long eyelashes and lips

He couldn't help but swallow his mouth. If he just kisses him, he won't be found out, right? Thinking of this, he came forward and held his breath and pasted Cen Muqi's thin lips.