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Huo Lingyang raised his eyes and glanced at him slightly, his eyes were a little cold.

Mo Xiao shrugged, turned his head to look at Zhao Qian, and said quietly, "If you are jealous, you will be jealous. Isn't it good to admit it openly? You must make yourself look 'affectionate'."

Huo Lingyang scoffed, "None of your business."

Mo Xiao chuckled, "I don't know who it is, but they insisted on calling us over for a drink~"

"Get out!" Huo Lingyang roared in a rough voice.

Mo Xiao spread his hands.

Zhao Qian on the side hurriedly laughed, "Okay, stop arguing."

As Zhao Qian said, he turned his head and looked at Huo Lingyang, "Since you want to drink, let's drink well! Come, we will accompany you."

Huo Lingyang exhaled, looked up at them, and continued drinking.

late at night.

After Joey came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he went to bed.

Lying on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep, tossing and turning, dizzy.

until.

The mobile phone placed beside the bed suddenly beeped. She was stunned for a moment, then took the mobile phone over and took a look. Seeing the message flashing on it, she glanced slightly.

The message was probably sent by the bartender, to the effect that Huo Lingyang drank too much in Whittle, and she was the first contact on his mobile phone, asking if she could pick him up and go home.

There is also a picture of Huo Lingyang drunk, staggering on the sofa.

The Joey glanced at it casually, then threw the phone aside.

Just throwing it over, I felt as if there were hands scratching my heart, I closed my eyes slightly and struggled to sit up, took my phone, changed into a suit of clothes and went out.

Hurrying down the stairs, I happened to bump into Uncle Chen who was walking into the living room.

Seeing the anxiety on Joey's face, Uncle Chen hurriedly asked, "Miss Qiao, what are you going to do?"

Qiao Yi raised his eyebrows, looked at Uncle Chen and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Chen, is Lao Shen there? I have something to do, can you let him drive me there?"

Seeing that Joey was in a hurry, Uncle Chen thought it was a big deal, and quickly responded, "Of course, I will contact Lao Shen immediately."

Joey nodded his thanks.

Old Shen quickly drove the car out, Joey bent down and opened the back seat to sit on it, and said to Old Shen, "Go to Whittle, please trouble Uncle Shen."

Hearing "Whitle", Old Shen was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and started the car quickly.

The car shuttled through the silent night and stopped at Whitle. The Joey opened the car door and stepped down, staring at the luxurious bar in front of him, and stopped at the same spot.

Seeing that she was still not moving, Old Shen hesitated, stepped forward slowly and stood behind her and whispered, "Miss Qiao, if you dare not go in alone, I can accompany you."

Joey shook his head, "It's okay, I'll just go in by myself."

Old Shen nodded and replied, "Okay, then I will wait for you outside, remember to notify me as soon as possible if there is any situation."

The Joey nodded, carrying his bag and walking towards the inside.

in the box.

When Joey went in, Huo Lingyang was half lying on the sofa, beside the sofa lay his expensive high-end suit jacket, and there were wine bottles scattered around.The black shirt on his body was unbuttoned several times, revealing the strong muscles that make the blood spurt, and he looked a little sluggish under the colorful lights of the box.

Joey stood at the door of the box in a daze, his throat rolled twice.

His eyes slowly moved away from him, and then he walked over, stood beside Huo Lingyang, and looked down at him.