Jing Yicheng sat down calmly, took a sip of wine, took out his cell phone, and said to himself: "No, I'll call Wan Yu, I miss her."

"You just calling her while drunk now will only make her annoy you." After Qiao Yu finished speaking, he took his phone away.

Jing Yicheng asked with a grimace, "What should I do? I miss her so much. I've made appointments with her three or four times, but she doesn't come out to see me!"

Qiao Yu sighed deeply, "Drink more tonight, and I'll ask her to pick you up."

"She won't come." Jing Yicheng said sadly without any hope.

Qiao Yu smiled when he saw his dejected look, "Okay, stop pretending to be pitiful and drink quickly, otherwise it will be too late and Wanyu won't come out again."

Jing Yicheng asked uncertainly: "Will she really come to pick me up? What if she doesn't come?"

"If you don't come," Qiao Yu groaned, "If you don't come, I will send you back."

After he finished speaking, he asked: "Don't drink too much, keep your wits about you and don't do anything outrageous."

"I wonder, do I dare?" After Jing Yicheng finished speaking, he picked up the wine and took a swig.

When he was almost drunk, Qiao Yu took his mobile phone and called Xia Wanyu. After the call was connected, he took the mobile phone and walked aside to talk.

Jing Yicheng leaned on the sofa, feeling dazed but his brain was working well. He looked at Qiao Yu's figure with drunken eyes, a little nervous.

Soon, Qiao Yu hung up the phone and came back, saying to him, "Let's go and wait at the door."

Jing Yicheng's misty eyes widened instantly, "Brother, it's done!"

"Behave well and my hard work will be in vain." Qiao Yu said as he walked out.

The two of them waited at the door for about twenty minutes before Xia Wanyu drove over.

She got out of the car and walked towards the two of them sullenly. When she came closer, she looked at Jing Yicheng who was being held by Qiao Yu and rolled her eyes at him angrily.

Then he said to Qiao Yu: "Brother Qiao, I will take him away first. You should be busy with your work."

"Okay, I'll pick him up immediately after I finish my work here. I'm sorry, Wan Yu." Qiao Yu said pretending to be apologetic.

Xia Wanyu said: "It doesn't matter, we are all friends. Then give him the whole car first."

The two put the "drunk" Jing Yicheng in the car, and then Xia Wanyu drove away.

In the car, Jing Yicheng was in the back seat, leaning his head back, looking at Xia Wanyu with half-squinted eyes. The longing for him after not seeing her for a few days turned into a gentle drunken word: "Wanyu, you are finally willing to see me."

Xia Wanyu glanced at him in the rearview mirror and just thought he was drunk and ignored him.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Jing Yicheng put his head on the car window with his hand and said painfully: "My head hurts so much, I feel like vomiting."

When Xia Wanyu heard that he wanted to vomit, he quickly said, "Hold it, don't vomit in the car for me."

Jing Yicheng said: "I feel so uncomfortable and want to drink water."

Xia Wanyu drove with one hand and handed him a water bottle with the other hand. But Jing Yicheng tried to catch it several times, but failed to catch it, and finally dropped the water in his hand.

Jing Yicheng bent down to pick it up again. Xia Wanyu was afraid that he would spit it out again, so he quickly stopped him and said, "Stop moving, I'll pick it up!"

After she finished speaking, she stopped the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and went to the back seat.

Xia Wanyu picked up the mineral water from below, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to Jing Yicheng.

"Here, drink."

Jing Yicheng turned half sideways and rushed towards Xia Wanyu. He didn't say anything when he saw the water bottle she handed over. He looked straight at her, as if he wanted to swallow her!

--split line--

Sorry, there is a little less tonight, I will make up for it tomorrow. Thanks for reading, take a bow.

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