Chapter 864： The president is a voice control! 78

"It's not yours, it's not suitable for you, and you can't get it if you force it." Qiao Sirui said lightly.

Liang Jiuzhou's eyes were red once again, knowing that this was the comfort of this person, and he also picked up the wine glass to drink the drink clean.

By the time Chu Ci finished the internship in his hand, two or three hours had passed. It was already midnight. There was still no movement below. Chu Ci got up and went downstairs to see the two people who had brought out a lot of alcohol. How's it going.

As soon as I entered the living room, I smelled a strong smell of wine. There was a mess on the table. Liang Jiuzhou had been drunk long ago. He was lying on the table, holding the empty wine glass in his hand tightly, and couldn't help but mutter. Muttering to himself, "I am going to drink you down this time..."

Then Qiao Sirui, who had been sitting on the sofa, responded in the same way. His voice sounded no different. It was still lazy and indifferent, but it sounded a little hoarse than usual, "Call Dad, and then get off." "

To be honest, your seniority is a bit messy and a bit unreadable.

Chu Ci:...

With a small light on in the living room, the light is not bright, Liang Jiuzhou probably really fainted after drinking, without any image, just lying on the table, he didn’t know what he was muttering, and soon fell asleep. , And Qiao Sirui was wearing a white shirt, probably a little drunk, because his neckline was stained with some wine stains, and he tore off a few buttons, revealing his beautiful collarbone.

This person's skin is very white, quite seductive in the warm light.

At this moment, he probably noticed Chu Ci’s gaze. This person raised his eyes and probably didn’t react much at first. His eyes were a little sharp, but when he saw that it was Chu Ci, the sharpness disappeared instantly. Feeling a bit confused, then frowned, and raised his hand to press his brow.

It doesn't seem to be very drunk...?

Chu Ci tilted his head over the pile of wine bottles and approached the man, bent over, and patted the man's cheek with his little hand, "How is it?"

He responded with a dull voice, and took Chu Ci's hand, which was a satisfied eyebrow.

I don’t know how much I drank because of the smell of alcohol.

But it shouldn't matter if there is a little Qingming in the eyes, but the one next to it is probably not good.

Chu Ci glanced at Liang Jiuzhou over there, and raised his hand to rub his temples while asking him, "Senior Liang is going to rest here tonight?"

"No." A word popped out of this man's mouth, and he glanced disgustingly at the guy who had started to slap halazi. After drinking, his unruly Beijing master's voice became more obvious, while enjoying the Chu Ci massage. He said, "Let him go back to sleep."

After speaking, he took the phone from the side and called Liang Jiuzhou's home. After a lot of effort, the drunk and paralyzed Liang Jiuzhou was sent to the car and let people take him back.

Chu Ci and Qiao Sirui went home. They originally wanted to push the person to take a bath and then go to sleep in their respective rooms. However, as soon as the door was closed, the person leaped over from behind and hugged Chu Ci.

Like a wayward child holding a large doll, rubbing against Chu Ci's neck, his actions are very domineering.

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law..."

While rubbing, they were still yelling over there, where the tone changed thousands of times, and the tone of speaking with this person was particularly unsuitable.