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"Today, Qingcheng and I sincerely invited Mr. Ye to dinner. I owe my acquittal to Dong Ye." Pei Zhijun said so, but his tone was not sincere.

Ye tired light smile, don't mind: "I'm for tilt, not for you."

"With regard to the debts of Pei and ye, please come to Pei's tomorrow and make an account. How much money we owe to Mr. Ye can be determined by a deadline."

"Is Pei always in such a hurry to pay back the money?" Ye tired frown to think: "Pei's capital loophole you should be very clear, such a sum of money estimated with Pei's current ability, I'm afraid that within 50 years will not be able to pay off."

"Then I won't get involved in my sister's life." Pei Zhijun's tone suddenly became dignified.

Ye tired looked up at him: "my side is not a dragon's den, leaning on my side will only be happy."

"You are too confident, ye Dong. You can create Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng for Qingcheng. You can also bring Pei back to life for her. You can give her a lot of things, but you can't give her love."

Pei Zhijun's words are like needles, and his fists reach the flesh.

Ye smiles wearily and carelessly, and then raises his eyebrows: "how do you know I can't?"

"My sister will not love you." Pei Zhijun every word.

"Whether she loves me or not is not your reason for rejecting me." Lin is tired to pick up one side of his lips and stands up: "today is a good day. If we don't have a good talk, I'm afraid we'll be unhappy. What's the matter tomorrow? My office says that Pei always wants to talk about debt. Of course, it's the creditor's territory."

Then he walked to the restaurant with his long legs.

Pei Zhijun gazed at his tall and precious figure and let out a sigh.

Dinner starts at seven o'clock on time. Pei's kitchen has not been so busy for a long time. Xu Ma and the chef began to prepare from the afternoon.

The dishes are very rich, light Huaiyang dishes and heavy Sichuan dishes.

Pei Zhijun sat in the main seat and asked ye to eat with a smile: "Dong Ye, it's a common meal. Our cooks are far inferior to the chefs of Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng. Please forgive me."

Ye tired first clip a piece of three yellow chicken to Pei Qingcheng: "Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng's cook was originally prepared for Qingqing."

"Then try Xu Ma's lotus root folder. I'm very delicious from snack to big." Pei Qingcheng picked up a lotus root and put it in Lin's tired dish. He was afraid that he would not eat it. He simply picked it up to his lips: "have a taste."

Ye takes a tired bite and nods immediately: "it's delicious."

"Yes?" Pei Qingcheng's eyebrows were dyed with smiles.

Pei Zhijun looks at them in silence and raises his glass to Ye tired: "Ye Dong, they are all in the wine."

The crystal glass is filled with light brown whisky, put ice squeeze lemon juice, exude the strong flavor of lemon.

He also holds up the cup. Pei Zhijun has finished drinking it in one gulp, and ye is tired to drink it all.

The housekeeper stood aside, and when they had finished drinking the wine on one side, they filled the other side.

Pei Qingcheng didn't eat the dishes made by Xu's mother for a long time, so he chose the dishes made by Xu's mother. He ate half a plate of lotus root folder himself.

When the meal was almost finished, he looked up. The two men had drunk a whole bottle of whisky, and the housekeeper was opening a second bottle.

"Didn't you drink a lot last night?" Pei Qingcheng is close to Ye tired whispering.

"Today is a good day. It's a good day to have more drinks with PEI." His hand caressed the back of her hand, and his eyebrows and eyes were warm: "it's OK."

"Brother." Pei Qingcheng looked at Pei Zhijun sadly again: "can you?"

Pei Zhijun didn't drink for more than a year. His face was slightly red and his eyes were red, but his smile was still calm: "it's rare to drink with Ye Dong. Of course, I will accompany him to the end."

Pei Qingcheng was full and sat with them.

She didn't see that the atmosphere between them was unusual, and even some hidden undercurrent was ready to move under the river bank,.

She can feel her brother's hostility to Ye tired.

Everything comes from her. It's not because she used to hate Ye tired that she misled Pei Zhijun.

She watched anxiously as they drank another bottle of whisky.

Ye is tired of drinking wine is not red face, coupled with his facial expression is less, basically can not see that he drank wine.

Pei Zhijun had some drunkenness, and his eyes were lax.

Two people's wine cup finally empty, Pei Qingcheng said to the housekeeper in a hurry: "Uncle Fang, help elder brother upstairs!"

As soon as Uncle Fang approached Pei Zhijun, he blocked him with one hand: "no, Dong Ye hasn't enjoyed himself."

"I didn't have much interest in wine." Ye is tired and says slowly.

"That's what ye Dong's quantity is like?" Pei Zhijun raised a banter smile from the corner of his eyes.

"I can accompany you to the end. I'm afraid that Pei's health is not good, and I will worry about it."

"Uncle Fang, open the wine." Pei Zhijun gave a brief and comprehensive command.

Uncle Fang looked at Pei Qingcheng with a bottle in his hand. She shook her head and approached Pei Zhijun: "drinking too much will hurt you. I will accompany you back to your room.""And then, did you go?" Pei Zhijun looks up at Pei Qingcheng.

"Well, you have a good night's rest."

"It's better to be drunk and fall asleep."

Ye is tired and lowers his head to eat a cold dish in front of him in silence.

Pei Qingcheng understand, Pei Zhijun this is not want to let her go back to Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng.

She looks at Ye tired with a cry for help. Her brother comes home on the first day, and she doesn't want him to be so drunk.

After eating a whole plate of cold bamboo shoots, he raised his head to smile: "in fact, I haven't had a good drink. If Pei can continue, I don't care."

As soon as ye's tired voice falls, Pei Zhijun reaches for the bottle in Uncle Fang's hand and opens the wine by himself.

Pei Qingcheng sighed dejectedly. Sometimes a man drinks wine and drinks it like a child in the end.

Xu Ma came to help Pei Qingcheng: "Miss, go to the living room and watch TV. I'll cut fruit for you."

"Well." Pei Qingcheng stood up and looked at Ye tired anxiously: "you and my brother should not drink too much."

In fact, I have drunk too much. At the moment, Pei Qingcheng can't clean it up.

Fortunately, the third bottle of whisky left more than half, Pei Zhijun fell down, the housekeeper and the gardener at home all hands to carry Pei Zhijun to the room upstairs.

Xu's mother was busy cooking up the soup. Pei Qingcheng stood by Pei Zhijun's bed, looking at his red face, and whispered anxiously, "do you want to invite a doctor to have a look? It must have been more than a year since I drank so much wine."

"Make him a glass of juice and give it to him." Ye is tired of standing at the door of the room and doesn't come in.

Xu Ma went to make juice, and Pei Qingcheng helped him drink it again. Seeing that Pei Zhijun's breath gradually stabilized, she was relieved.

Cover the quilt for Pei Zhijun, turn off the light and walk out of the room. Ye is tired and waiting for her in the corridor.

He looked fresh and clear, and did not drink too much.

"Are you all right?" Pei Qingcheng looked at him and asked.

"Better than your brother." He put his arm around her waist: "come home with me."

"But." Originally was not intended to stay here, but did not expect today Pei Zhijun drink so much, Pei Qingcheng really a little worried: "brother drink too much."

"With so many people at home taking care of him, what are you worried about? No, I'll send a nurse to watch him

That's what she said. Even if she stayed at Pei's house, she couldn't stay in her brother's room, so she walked downstairs with Ye tired.

Although Pei's manor is not as big as Zhuangsheng's Xiaomeng, it is also deep.

Ye tired to drink wine, do not want to ride, holding Pei Qingcheng's hand: "walk with me?"

"Well."

Leaning on Ye's tired shoulder, you can smell the wine gas coming out of him. He must have drunk a bottle of whisky alone.

Walking, Pei Qingcheng low way: "sorry."

"Why apologize?"

"My brother's attitude towards you is a little bit," she looked for wording: "radical, you don't mind, his view of you is still in my previous attitude to you."

Ye tired to stop, facing Pei Qingcheng, a hand gently raised her chin, looking into her eyes: "that is to say, your attitude to me is different now?"

"Can't you feel it?" On his bright eyes in the sky, Pei Qingcheng asked.

"I was born stupid." The man lowered his face and suddenly bit her earlobe, causing her a burst of exclamation: "itching."

"Incline, ask you a question."

"Well." He made the itch crisp, she smile buried in his arms, can not get up.

"Do you still hate me?"

Her smile froze in his arms and her body froze.

Ye is tired and quickly retorts, "when I didn't ask this question."

"No She quickly raised her head and caught Ye's bright eyes in the dark: "I was thinking seriously just now."

"Well." He hummed, "what's the result of that consideration?"

She frowned and thought carefully. She didn't know how to answer. Suddenly she remembered a lyric and sang out: "I want to ask the sky, the earth and fate."

Ye is tired to encircle her waist, chuckle to say: "ask the result how?"

"No, I don't hate you anymore." Looking up at him, I read every word clearly.

The man trembled for a moment, the eyes of the light out for a moment, and then more bright.

"If what I said is false, if Yin Han really died because of me, don't you hate it?"

"The dead is dead. Yin Han is dead. He can't live among us any more." Pei Qingcheng leaned in his arms with a low voice.

She only said it to herself, but ye tired also heard it clearly.

Pick up her face, the face of the girl in the moonlight is as beautiful as ever.

She has a good name.

Seven years ago, on the steps of the school fountain, she turned back and smiling in his direction.One smile makes the city fall, and then the country laughs.

Kiss delicate pink lips, leaves in the top of the head by the wind rustle.

Even the wind is gentle.

On the way back, Lao Huang drove.

Ye is tired and hugs Pei Qingcheng. All the way, his teeth nibble at her neck and earlobe, which makes her itchy to laugh. Meanwhile, Lao Huang, who is driving in front of him, resists it.

It can't be seen from the appearance that ye is tired of drinking a lot of wine, but his body language betrays him.

All the way, he would not let go.

Pei Qingcheng smiles and pats the back of his hand and points to Lao Huang, who is dedicated to driving in front of him, and whispers: "don't affect master Huang's driving."

Ye is tired of reaching out and pressing a button on the top of the car. He drops a barrier between the driver's seat and the back seat. He looks at her eyes and says, "it's very soundproof."

"What about sound insulation? What do you want to do?" She hid shyly in his arms.

He pulled her face out of his arms and kissed her on the forehead.

Her eyes are like silk, like a pair of small hands, always scratching his heart.

Ye is tired to speak, the voice line is dull and sexy: "how many days are there?"

"What, how many days?" She didn't respond for a moment. She stopped for two seconds to realize the meaning of Ye's tiredness. She could not help but blush. She reached out and clenched his chest and said, "what are you talking about?"

"How many days are there?" Holding her soft little fist, the man was full of laughter, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed to weave into a fine net, which covered Pei Qingcheng, so that she could not break free and did not want to.

Lying in his arms, she could not help but reply, "there is another day."

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