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I still owe you a surprise

Although Su Xiaomi had brought Su Xiaomi away early, the game within the private room continued. It was probably because Mr. Qi was too invincible, so this time, everyone seemed to work together in tacit understanding. They united together and forced Mr. Qi to the ground.

It had been a long time since Wen Liang drank like today. Although he wasn't as drunk as Qi Ye, in the end, he was still a little confused.

Just as Murong He finished speaking, Yu Cheng suddenly pulled on his hand like a corpse. "Heh, continue drinking!"

Young Master Mu Rong retracted his hand. "Drink your uncle!"

"Great sir? "How shameless, come and drink a few more cups with me …"

Hei Xiusi looked at the two of them meaningfully, and said: "Don't sleep next to Yu Cheng tonight, be careful that you might miss your festival."

With that, he bent down and picked up Ye Qing, and then ordered his subordinates to bring Wen Liang and Qi Ye back to the carriage.

Glancing at Qiao Xinying, Hei Xiusi finally spoke to Murong He. "I'll take her back along the way.

Murong He turned his head and downed a cup of wine with Yu Cheng. Just leave it to you to get drunk! "

In a lengthened Lincoln. Wen Liang wasn't particularly drunk yet, but he felt a little dizzy from the alcohol.

Qi Ye counted as having a good drink, after drinking it, he immediately fell asleep inside the car, while Qiao Xinying did not. After drinking, she became especially excited as he pulled Hei Xiusi's hand and roared, "Eldest nephew, why do you look more and more like Hei Xiusi?"

"Your eldest nephew is over there." Hei Xiusi pointed to Qi Ye who was lying beside Wen Liang.

Qiao Xinying was startled for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and punched Qi Ye on the shoulder: "Eldest nephew, you scram, Hei Xiusi and I got a car shock!"

Seeing Qi Ye frown and opening his eyes, Hei Xiusi grabbed onto Qiao Xinying's hand that was hitting him, and then pushed her away: "Scram."

Hei Xiusi frowned slightly, but turned his head to look at Ye Qing who was leaning against the window, feeling somewhat comforted: "Luckily your wine is not bad."

As soon as he said that, the quiet woman beside him suddenly grabbed his hair and threw him onto the small refrigerator in the car, "Scram! Back then you rolled out of my world, but now you're not allowed to roll back here! "

Qiao Xinying, who was still making a ruckus a moment ago, instantly shrunk her neck back from fear and quietly hugged onto Wen Liang's arm.

Hei Xiusi rubbed his forehead. It was not that he couldn't just push her away just now, as he was afraid that she would be hurt. Causing him to crash into the refrigerator was really something!

"Eleven, give me the rope!"

When the eleventh in the front row heard his master's words, he said innocently, "Sir, you don't have the rope. Is handcuffs okay?"

"Forget it..." Hei Xiusi sat back down by Ye Qing's side and hugged Ye Qing tightly, as if he finally understood that Old Third was going to hug Wen Liang.

After the ruckus, Hei Xiusi first sent Qiao Xinying back to the Qiao family, then sent Wen Liang and Qi Ye back to the courtyard. Manager Gao hurriedly stepped forward to support Qi Ye.

"He won't die." Hei Xiusi sent Qi Ye and Wen Liang back to their room.

Just as he was about to leave, Wen Liang suddenly stood up and rubbed his long hair in a daze. "Aren't I living next door?"

After he finished speaking, he then blurrily walked towards the room next door in front of Hei Xiusi.

Hei Xiusi turned his head to look at Qi Ye who was lying on the bed, and asked: "So you are still separated?"

Qi Ye turned his head and looked at Hei Xiusi unhappily. He pushed away his blanket and stood up, then said: "I want to live next door too!"

He staggered and pushed open the door to the room next door.

Hei Xiusi was stunned at the door for a moment, then laughed helplessly, and turned to leave.

Just as Wen Liang slammed her body onto the bed, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Qi Ye was only wearing a pure black shirt and black pants. He walked in holding on to the door frame. He didn't even look at the warmth on the bed.

He opened the shirt's buttons one by one with his long, shapely fingers and then walked towards the bathroom with shaky steps.

"Big brother Qi?" Wen Liang stood up, and only after using a lot of strength did he manage to stabilize himself. His mind was blurry, and was not very clear, but he was extremely sure that the man in front of him was Qi Ye.

In the bathroom, Qi Ye raised his head and locked his gaze in the direction of the warm bath. His eyes that were deep like the stars were filled with a cool reflection.

He quietly held onto the door frame and stood there. The two of them were four to five meters apart, looking at each other affectionately.

Her small face, flushed from the wine. The hot water that suddenly flowed down from above his head, instantly soaked Qi Ye's line of sight. The alcohol in his brain and the water in his bath made the woman in front of him seem dreamy. Qi Ye facepalmed himself, shook his head and took off his clothes.

Outside the door, Aunt Qiao was about to knock on the door with the hangover soup when Steward Gao grabbed him and said, "Young Mistress is inside!"

"Then this soup …"

"We'll drink it in the morning when they wake up!" Steward Gao laughed in a gratified manner.

Aunt Qiao thought for a while, then handed the sobering soup to Steward Gao, who placed his ear against the door and listened for any movements inside.

There was silence.

It was probably because he felt that what Su Yun said made sense that Aunt Qiao also smiled and nodded his head, and said: "Alright, I think it's best if I get up tomorrow morning to make the Awakening Wine!"

The Aunt Qiao followed Butler Gao and left.

Within the room.

Finally making up his mind, Wen Liang rushed into the bathroom.

Mr. Qi who was already drunk had a unstable center of gravity. He took a step back in fear of Wen Liang, and immediately sat down in the bathtub behind him.

Wen Liang reached out to pull him, but her weight was no match for him, so he pulled her into the bathtub along with him.

Her entire body was practically pressing down on Qi Ye, her red lips were close to the man's collarbone. The bathtub that was not filled with water was currently filled with Wen Liang and Qi Ye.

Wen Liang, who was still relatively sober, quickly supported himself up and looked at Qi Ye in embarrassment, "I … I didn't mean to. "Ugh …"

The man's large hand pressed down on her neck, pressing down on her head.

Their disorderly breathing was intertwined with each other, and the temperature was extremely low.

At some point, the kiss had come from the corner of her mouth to her neck, and her delicate skin had brushed against his fine black hair. It was a kiss, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, as if she had been boiled in warm water.

The warm breath quickened. His hands that were supporting the edge of the bathtub were too weak to support it, so they fell onto his body. His fingers accidentally hooked onto the tap in the bathtub. Cold water suddenly soaked into his body, and the cold and shivering Wen Liang suddenly became a bit more clear-headed.

Ye Zichen reached out his hand to push the man's shoulder, then suspended his body in the air once again.

Her eyes were blurry as she looked at him. Her voice was hoarse. "Big brother Qi, I still owe you a surprise. Remember?"

Qi Ye was really drunk, even when she was speaking, his lips were still on her shoulders, and his clothes had unknowingly fallen off.

She held his face in her hands again. "You take a bath. I'll go prepare a surprise."

His shoulder suddenly hurt. He turned his gaze to the side and saw that the man had left a bright mark on his shoulder.

"How is it?" She looked up at him again, a little coquettishly.

Cold water soaked the man's back, causing his rationality to return to the cage for a moment. He let go, because the position of his butt in the bathtub was indeed a bit uncomfortable for a man with long hands and feet, not to mention the fact that there was a little woman on his body.

Qi Ye let go of Wen Liang and ran out of the bathroom.

After drying herself, she hesitated for a few seconds, then ran into the cloakroom.

Inside, there were many exquisite pajamas. In the corner, there was a pure black dress with lace straps. On the outside, there was even a black silk nightgown. The pajamas had been in the closet for a long time. From the moment she saw the cloakroom, she had already seen …

The hand soaked in cold water turned pale. Wen Liang licked the corner of his lips and bit his lower lip. Then, he opened the wardrobe and took out the pajamas.

She carefully took off her wet clothes and used a white towel to dry herself before carefully changing into her pajamas.

She stared at the black nightgown outside for a long time, then stared at herself in the mirror for a long time. In the end, she didn't put on the nightgown, but instead turned around and walked towards the bedroom …