Chapter 349

Qing Shaoyu returned to his family, did not disturb Tang Shuixin to chat with Ye Qingyu, but directly went into the study.

He leaned on the sofa in his study, his legs overlapping, thinking that it would be mo Ziao's birthday in a few days, his face became a little dignified, holding the mobile phone in his hand, repeatedly sliding back and forth on his knees.

Suddenly, qingshaoyu seems to realize something. He puts down his knee, sits up straight, calls Qi Liang directly, and asks him to rush back to Qingbang early tomorrow morning without delay.

Over there.

Qi Liang receives Qing Shaoyu's phone call, always feels a little uneasy.

"What does he want from you?" Mo Zi Ao side for Qi Liang injured arm dressing, while casually asked.

"Boss asked me to come back to Qingbang early tomorrow morning." Qi Liang turned his head and looked at Mo Ziao, his eyes unconsciously softened.

Huiqing Gang?

Mo Ziao brows a twist, he quickly Qi Liang's arm bandaged, get up and sit on the edge of the bed, hand pinched his chin, coldly said: "without my permission, you are not allowed to go anywhere, you hear me?"

Qi Liang just a smile, his hand from his chin away, "boss call me back, must be something to arrange, I have to go back."

"Qi Liang, don't forget that you are my man now, and your arm hasn't fully recovered." Mo Ziao's face becomes a little ugly. He looks at Qi Liang's eyes that are too persistent, and his heart unconsciously surges with anger.

"It's just a minor injury, and the boss's voice is very serious. I'm afraid something's wrong."

Qi Liang said. He sat up and put his uninjured arm around his waist. He pulled them into the distance between them. He bowed his head and directly kissed his lips. His movements were gentle and he rolled the opposite side.

At the end of the kiss, Mo Ziao seemed to be panting. Qi Liang held him tightly in his arms, put his chin on his shoulder, and said in a soft voice, "when I finish dealing with the boss, I'll come back to you right away, OK?"

"No way!" Mo Ziao's gloomy face pushed him away, and his pretty face was blue and white.

"No less?" Qi Liang watched him retreat from his side, the smile on his face instantly gathered up.

"Qi Liang, as I said, you are my young master's person now. You can't go anywhere except my young master." Mo Ziao's words are full of threats, and even have no room for negotiation.

Qi Liang quickly got up from the bed, quickly walked to Mo Ziao, and with his too tall body, he was directly forbidden in front of him.

"It's not negotiable." Mo Ziao raised his eyes and looked at him.

The four eyes are opposite, and there is a strange smell between them.

Mo Ziao looks cold, but Qi Liang's eyes are dim in the moment.

Mo Ziao is slightly stunned. As he is about to speak, Qi Liang suddenly embraces him tightly, even makes him gasp.

"No less, I'm sorry!" Qi Liang let go of him, and the sadness in his eyes was clearly visible.

Mo Ziao has an ominous premonition in his heart. He stares at Qi Liang for a moment, grabs his arm tightly and asks coldly, "what do you want to do?"

Qi Liang smile, gently pull back his arm, step back, with a humble gesture, a deep bow to Mo Ziao.

"No less, forgive me for being rude to you. The boss needs me. I have to go back, because Qi Liang's life is always the boss's Qi Liang's words are very serious.

Mo Ziao looked at him bending in front of him, his hands could not help clenching into a fist, he gritted his teeth to Qi Liang's roar: "give me straight up."

Qi Liang didn't disobey. He stood up straight and looked at Mo Ziao coldly. Their relationship went back to the past.

"Are you serious?" Mo Ziao stares at Qi Liang, full of threat in his eyes.

"No less, if one day something happens to you, I will come back immediately." Qi Liang has firm eyes and firm tone.

"Asshole!" Mo Ziao punches Qi Liang mercilessly.

Qi Liang didn't hide or flash. When his fist came, he stood upright and ate his angry fist.

"Qi Liang, if you step out of here, you can't step into my house in the future." Mo Ziao got up and went to the bedroom door, standing by the door, looking at him coldly.

"Yes Qi Liang took a deep breath and walked out of the room without hesitation.

Mo Ziao saw that his attitude was so firm that he regretted the decision he had just made.

He came forward, grabbed Qi Liang's uninjured arm, directly pulled him to himself, with a trace of anger, and gave him a fierce kiss on his lips.

Qi Liang didn't resist. He just asked for it from himself according to his heart's desire for him.

Mo Ziao's kiss, with a strong sense of anger, is the first time to show his overbearing side in front of Qi Liang.

Regardless of Qi Liang's injured arm, he pushed Qi Liang into the room, pushed him down on the bed and vented all his anger on each otherAfter the end of the passion, Mo Ziao drags his tired body to support Qi Liang. His dark eyes squint like frost, but his eyes unconsciously warm.

Qi Liang put out his hand and stroked his cheek. He gathered his eyes and gave them a smile.

"Damn it Mo Ziao pats open his arm, angrily turns over and gets out of bed, casually puts on a piece of clothes, gets up and walks out of the bedroom.

Because of Qi Liang's relationship, all the beer at home has been thrown away. The whisky that used to be put in the bar cabinet has also been locked in the window, but the key is no longer on itself.

Mo Ziao picked up an ashtray on the bar and smashed it directly towards the cupboard.

"Wow -"

"no less!"

The sound of the broken glass immediately startled Qi Liang, who was lying on the bed. He grabbed a piece of clothes and ran out of the bedroom.

When Mo Ziao heard Qi Liang's over nervous voice, he was a little stunned, but he recovered.

He took out a bottle of whisky from the cupboard and opened it.

"No drinking!" Qi Liang thought that something had happened to him, but when he came out to have a look, he found that he was just drinking.

"It's none of your business."

Mo Ziao didn't want to talk to him at all. He opened the bottle cap and tried to find a cup to pour, but Qi Liang grabbed it and drank it in front of him.

"Qi Liang, don't forget what I just said." Mo Ziao is going to grab it, but Qi Liang just uses his injured arm to catch him, making him unable to move.

"If you can drink all the wine in the window, I'll forgive you." Mo Ziao's anger became more and more serious. He took out a dozen bottles of whiskey in the window and put them on the bar.

"If I drink all of them, you won't be angry, and you won't object to my coming back to Qingbang?" Qi Liang looked at the dozen bottles of whisky in front of him and asked earnestly.

"Not bad!" Mo Ziao nodded directly without thinking.

He knew that Qi Liang could drink, but even if he was a strong man, it was impossible to finish the twelve bottles of whiskey. In his collection of whiskies, there are two bottles with 90 degrees. He wants to see how Qi Liang drinks them.

"I hope you do what you say." Qi Liang light smile, waiting for him to open all the wine, picked up a bottle and drink directly.

Mo Ziao watched him drink one bottle after another, even without breathing, which made him regret his decision.

In fact, as early as he broke the glass cabinet and Qi Liang came out of it nervously, his anger was gone, and he decided to go back to Qingbang with him tomorrow and directly find qingshaoyu.

But who would have thought that the boy had the ability to irritate him every time

Qi Liang drank one bottle after another, the seventh bottle and the eighth bottle. He silently counted them in his heart. His injured arm clenched tightly into a fist, trying to relieve his drunkenness with pain.

Mo Ziao saw that when he picked up the eleventh bottle of wine, his face became extremely ugly. He knew that Qi Liang should have been drunk, but the smelly boy insisted on it all the time, and he couldn't pull down his face to stop him.

When Qi Liang drank the last two bottles of wine, he noticed that the degree of alcohol was rising, and there was a burning sensation in his throat. He punched hard on the bar, and the healed wound on his arm collapsed again. The blood instantly dyed the white gauze red, and his consciousness came back because of the pain.

"This is the last bottle, no less." Qi Liang turns his head and looks at Mo Ziao with a smile. He directly picks up the last bottle of whisky and drinks it quickly.

Mo Zi's arrogant look is one Lin, quickly enters the kitchen, immediately flushes a cup of sober medicine, takes out prepares to let Qi Liang drink.

However, after drinking the last bottle of whisky, Qi Liang collapsed on the ground, leaning back on the bar and reciting.

"Damn it, drink this for me." Mo Ziao squatted in front of Qi Liang, looking at his pale face because he drank too much whisky, he was more worried.

"No less, you said you would forgive me. Don't go back." Qi Liang with the last point of consciousness, tightly embrace Mo Ziao into his arms.

"Qi Liang, let go first." Mo Ziao wants to get up, but he finds that he can't break away.

Qi Liang in front of him, no sound, he just hugged Mo Ziao tightly and closed his eyelids.

"Qi Liang, I forgive you. Let go first." Mo Ziao is also carrying a sobering medicine, which he specially developed to relieve the pain of drunkenness.

However, Qi Liang did not answer.

"Qi Liang, do you hear me? I'll let you go first." Mo Ziao put the cup on the ground, regardless of whether it would hurt him or not, he broke free from his arms.

"Qi Liang, what's the matter with you?" Mo Ziao patted Qi Liang on the cheek. Seeing that he didn't respond, he was in a panic.

He raised his head, put the medicine in his mouth, and fed it all into Qi Liang's mouth. After feeding, he carried him to the bed with great difficulty, took care of the wound for him, and used his proud medical skills to expel the alcohol in his body by means of acupuncture and moxibustion.

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