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When the music started, everyone got really excited, singing, drinking, rolling dice, cheering and competing in drinking, with laughter and cheers coming one after another.

"Wedding cups of wine~Wedding cups of wine~Wedding cups of wine~" Chen Mo gathered a few people together and whispered a few words, then started to make a noise.

Yan Junge's eyes lit up, and he sat down next to Zhang Yiyan with a wine glass in hand, blinking his peach blossom eyes and looking at him with hope, "Yanyan~"

Seeing this pitiful expression, Zhang Yiyan felt that if he refused, Yan Junge would definitely stare at him with a pouty look on his face the next second.

He couldn't help but laugh at the thought, and took the glass of wine. Amid the cheers of the crowd and Yan Junge's affectionate gaze, he gently brought the glasses closer to each other, with the rims of the glasses touching. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and the whole world belonged to just the two of them.

Amidst warm applause and screams, the two finished drinking the wedding wine. Zhang Yiyan's face flushed, and Yan Junge excitedly hugged the girl into his arms. He wanted to go back quickly and make some money.

There was another round of booing and whistling, "Hey, hey, hey, don't rush into the bridal chamber, the groom hasn't drunk us down yet!"

"Yes, otherwise we will have a riot in the bridal chamber!"

"Hahaha, Lao Yan, don't be a coward!"

It was another round of drinking contest. Yan Junge drank so much that he looked like he had been soaked in alcohol. He staggered a few steps to sit next to Zhang Yiyan, and buried his head in his arms. "Yanyan, there are four or five of them drinking while I only have one. Woo woo woo~"

At this time, Yan Junge was drunk, but his consciousness was clear. However, his body was very hot, so he pretended to be drunk and leaned on Zhang Yiyan.

Zhang Yiyan saw that his whole face was red and his skin was hot. He held his face with both hands with some concern, and a little golden light seeped into his face to relieve his discomfort. "Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Are you feeling better? Do you want to go back?"

"Hmm~"

Facing the worried eyes and caring words, these were like aphrodisiacs to Yan Junge. With fire in his eyes, he stared at her moist red lips and could no longer hold back. Like a cheetah hunting its prey, he pounced on her and gave her a kiss with the smell of alcohol.

Zhang Yiyan was completely defenseless against Yan Junge. He did not resist until he was pinned down by the tall man. He was afraid that he would be too strong and might hurt the drunkard.

Until a big hand reached deep into his clothes and he blushed with embarrassment. This guy is really!!!

The kiss slid to the neck, kissing, sucking, and biting. Zhang Yiyan shrank his body and turned his head. His slender white fingers passed through his thick and black hair. The golden light was soft and clear, and continuously penetrated into Yan Junge's body.

Amidst the screams, Yan Junge finally regained his sanity. He lowered his head and kissed the eyes of the person in his arms. He said irritably, "Fuck, why do we have to go to the second round? We should just go home!"

The two of them were almost touching each other. Zhang Yiyan naturally felt it, and a smile appeared on his handsome face. "Okay, let me go first!"

"Don't~"

He hugged her waist and pulled her onto his lap. His hot breath touched her neck. Yan Junge had no other thoughts now but to spend time with his wife!

"Hey! You guys, you've had enough to drink, let's go!"

"Hahahaha!!! Old Yan, I think you are anxious to enter the bridal chamber!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Yan Junge didn't know what shyness was, and hugged Zhang Yiyan's waist tighter, "You're still acting like a light bulb here, let's go!"

"Hahahaha! Don't be impatient, kid!"

"Yeah, guys, we still have to make trouble in the bridal chamber!"

"What a fuss, what a fuss!"

During the back and forth, Yan Junge was so thick-skinned that he did not fall into a disadvantage. He just refused to let Zhang Yiyan get off his legs and kept holding him and rubbing him gently.

Zhang Yiyan sighed, turned around, took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it, and put it to his lips, "Stop making trouble, drink some water, and get rid of the alcohol!"

"Okay~" Yan Junge drank some water without taking his eyes off Zhang Yiyan's face. He kept staring at him and gulped down half the bottle. Only then did Zhang Yiyan nod with satisfaction.

I just cast a calming spell in the water, a little bit, enough to calm him down now.

Suddenly, the door of the box opened and they were surprised to see who was coming. Why was Song Qing here? Who was following him?

No, why is she here?

Huang Yong was sobered up by the shock. He had deliberately not called Song Qing because he was afraid of embarrassment. But why did this man come to him? He hurriedly stood up and walked to the door, "Director Song, grown men are very disorderly when they drink. Let's talk about it at the bureau tomorrow!"

Avoiding Huang Yong's hand, Song Qing held on to Zhu Yujun's hand to steady herself. There were several boxes of beer in the box, and it looked like they had drunk a lot. She also knew the people inside, the captains and vice-captains of each team, almost all of whom had blessed her and Yan Junge, but now they were here to celebrate Zhang Yiyan and Yan Junge.

He took a few deep breaths and managed to maintain his calm on the surface, but he almost fell when he saw Zhang Yiyan sitting on Yan Junge's legs.

After clearing his throat and finally finding his voice, Song Qing took a few steps forward and stood in front of the two people. "My friend and I are next door. I thought I was seeing things just now, but I didn't expect it was really you."

He picked up the wine on the table and poured two glasses, then handed them out with a smile, "I heard that you are getting engaged today. Congratulations, Zhang Ke. I toast you a glass."

Zhu Yujun had been following Song Qing, looking at her with some concern, "Qingqing, your hand is still injured, you can't drink!"

"I'm fine, Zhang Ke, have a drink, I think you'll give me this little face!" He said and pushed forward forcefully.

The music had been turned off long ago. The colorful lights in the box were spinning a few times, shining on people's faces, flickering. The scene was somewhat tense for a moment.

Looking at Song Qing, who was wearing a blue Chanel-style suit in front of him, and when he saw his bandaged right hand, Zhang Yiyan raised his eyebrows and smiled. He stood up, took the wine glass and shook it, and the yellow wine swirled in the glass.

Just when Song Qing thought he wouldn't drink, Zhang Yiyan raised his head and drank it all. The smile on his lips was still there, but it didn't reach his eyes. "I'm done, Director Song, let's talk!"

"Row!"

Song Qing responded straightforwardly and turned around first. His five-centimeter-high leather shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the marble floor. The two of them walked out of the door one after the other.

Zhang Yiyan glanced up and down at the person walking in front of her, feeling a little unhappy that she was actually shorter than her. She began to think about drinking more milk when she got back.

Arriving at an empty box, Song Qing found a seat and sat down, "Zhang Ke, what do you want to talk about?"

Zhang Yiyan placed the empty wine glass in his hand on the glass table in front of her, and raised the corners of his thin lips slightly, "Let's talk about this glass of wine!"

"...you knew the wine had problems but still drank it?"

"If I don't drink, will you let me go?"

"...Won't!"

Zhang Yiyan tilted his head to look at her, somewhat surprised at her straightforwardness, "Because I'm with Yan Junge, you hate me!"

"Yes!"

With a snort of laughter, Zhang Yiyan shook his head and sighed, "You are so straightforward! Aren't you afraid that I will report you? There should be surveillance cameras in the hotel corridor, and here too!"

Song Qing finally looked up at him, shook her head firmly, and put the wine glass into her handbag in front of Zhang Yiyan. "You don't stand a chance, Zhang Yiyan! The surveillance camera at the door of the hotel bathroom didn't capture my face at all, and this private room was carefully selected by me."

"You knew there was something in the wine, but you were too confident and drank it anyway! Humph! You think I can't do anything to you! But you forgot that since I know you are capable, there is no way I can use ordinary things to deal with you!"

Unusual things! Is that collusion with evil cultivators?

"Oh~~~So the last time I was taken away from the hospital, it was you who helped me?"

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