Be careful! The young mistress is back with a crow's mouth

As soon as I approached, I could smell the strong smell of alcohol on this man.

Subconsciously wrinkling his nose, Qiao Jintang reached out and poked the man on the shoulder. He suddenly raised his head, revealing his extremely handsome face.

"Shang Tingzhou?" Qiao Jintang was surprised: "Why are you here?"

Shang Tingzhou's eyes were blurred, his back gently leaning against the wall. When he saw her, he smiled lazily: "Wait for you here."

"What are you waiting for me to do?"

"miss you."

Qiao Jintang paused before asking, "You came back today?"

"Well, I have a flight this morning and a dinner that I can't postpone. I wanted to contact you, but unfortunately your phone is turned off."

Her cell phone ran out of battery and shut down automatically, so she had to borrow a charger to charge it at Fenghuaxueyue Tower.

"Contact me for what?"

Shang Tingzhou must be drunk, and he is not in good shape.

He lowered his head slightly, and said in a slightly aggrieved voice: "Don't you really know what day it is today?"

Qiao Jintang was puzzled: "What day?"

"Forget it," he laughed at himself and stretched out a hand to Qiao Jintang: "I have no strength left, can Xiaojin give me a hand?"

Looking at the large hand with distinct joints, Qiao Jintang reached out to hold it without hesitation. Shang Tingzhou used the force to stand up, and then his tall body pressed towards Qiao Jintang like a mountain.

"Alas! Alas! Alas!"

Qiao Jintang wanted to push him away, but Shang Tingzhou put his arm around her waist and put his head on her shoulder, "Xiao Jin, I seem to have drunk too much."

"I can see it."

"Xiao Jin, can I rest at your house for a while? I feel a little uncomfortable."

His voice was extremely soft, totally different from his former cold and aloof self.

Qiao Jintang's heart seemed to be moved by water, "How much did you drink?"

"I don't know. Anyway, it's a lot."

"Who did you drink with?"

"Some... male friends."

Qiao Jintang pursed his lips, but still carried him home.

"Shang Tingzhou, you should lose weight. You are so heavy."

"Okay, it's up to you."

"Forget it, your figure is just right. If you lose more weight, you might become as thin as a bamboo pole."

"Okay, then no reduction."

"You should lose weight, you are too heavy."

"It's all up to you."

The two chatted casually, and Qiao Jintang didn't notice at all that Shang Tingzhou, who was lying on her, had a rising curve at the corner of his mouth.

After finally reaching the sofa, Qiao Jintang pushed him and Shang Tingzhou fell onto the sofa.

He leaned on his back and rubbed his temple with one hand, "Can you get me a glass of water?"

Just as Qiao Jintang was about to get angry, he immediately gave her an innocent look.

Never mind, he was just giving face to the beauty.

Not only did Qiao Jintang pour him a glass of water, he also ordered a takeout bowl of sobering soup.

"Shang Tingzhou, you don't seem to be able to drink much."

"Well, you can't drink. Some occasions require drinking."

She walked over to the sofa next to him and sat down, "What day is today?"

Shang Tingzhou paused while drinking water and said, "Nothing, can I take a rest before I go? I feel a little dizzy and a little nauseous."

Qiao Jintang quickly brought a trash can and said, "You can't vomit in my house. If you make the sofa or the floor dirty, I won't forgive you!"

Shang Tingzhou nodded seriously, "Don't worry, Xiaojin, I won't dirty your house."

Qiao Jintang glanced at him and had to admit that the drunk Shang Tingzhou was really well behaved.

She picked up an orange, peeled it and handed it to Shang Tingzhou, "Here, do you know what kind of fruit this is?"

Shang Tingzhou took it and said, "This is the orange that Xiaojin peeled."

As he said this, he broke it in half, handed one half to Qiao Jintang and started to eat the other half, "Well, the oranges peeled by Xiaojin are really delicious."

This little mouth is sweet.

Qiao Jintang cleared his throat and said, "That's a must. I am a sweet girl."

Shang Tingzhou agreed: "Yeah, very sweet."

Qiao Jintang raised his eyebrows, and the takeaway was delivered just in time.

As soon as he opened the door, he unexpectedly found Secretary Xu standing at the door. He was holding two bags in his hands, one of which was the hangover soup she bought for Shang Tingzhou.

"Second... Good evening, Miss Qiao. Mr. Shang drank a lot with his friends on his birthday today and got a little drunk. He kept repeating your name, so I took the initiative to send the drunk Mr. Shang to you."

Qiao Jintang frowned, a little surprised: "Today is Shang Tingzhou's birthday?"

"Well, yes, I wanted to celebrate with you, Miss Qiao, but unfortunately I couldn't contact you."

If she can't get through on the phone, she can call Feng Shuangli, Zhizhi, Bai Zheng or Xiao Zhou. One of them will always be able to find her.

"Mr. Shang said that you might be busy and it's not good to disturb you. You've been drinking alone for a long time. I took great pains to bring it here."

Qiao Jintang's mouth twitched, "Oh, then these..."

"Here are Mr. Shang's clothes for changing. I have something to do at home and can't wait for Mr. Shang to sober up. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Miss Qiao to take Mr. Shang in for one night. I believe Mr. Shang will pay for your accommodation."

"..."

Qiao Jintang subconsciously took the bag handed over by Secretary Xu, "The other one is the takeaway you ordered, then I will take my leave first, good night, Miss Qiao."

Qiao Jintang nodded, "Oh, goodbye."

After the door was closed, Secretary Xu wiped the sweat off his forehead, bent down, picked up another bowl of sobering soup placed in the corner, and threw it into the trash can in the corridor before leaving in the elevator.

Mr. Shang really did everything he could to get the Second Young Lady back!

After exiting the elevator, Secretary Xu silently gave a thumbs up to the floor where Qiao Jintang lived.

Turning back to the living room, Shang Tingzhou was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed. When he noticed the noise, he slowly opened his eyes, his voice hoarse as hell.

"Xiao Jin is back. Who were you talking to just now?"

"Oh, this is your Secretary Xu, I'm here to bring you something. Shang Tingzhou said that you have to pay for staying at my place."

"Secretary Xu is not from my family."

Shang Tingzhou's answer was irrelevant to the question.

Qiao Jintang rolled her eyes. Why was she talking nonsense to a drunk man? She could just wait until he sobered up and ask for it directly. How could he dare not give it to her?

Having made up his mind, Qiao Jintang was too lazy to bother, "Here are your clothes for changing. Go to the guest bedroom and sleep."

After Shang Tingzhou took it slowly, she handed him the bowl of hangover soup and said, "Here, drink this first."

Shang Tingzhou nodded obediently, "Xiao Jin, did you buy this specifically for me?"

Qiao Jintang put his hands on his waist and said fiercely: "Just drink when I tell you to. Why do you care so much?"

Shang Tingzhou cooperated very well and did not continue speaking.

After eating and drinking, Shang Tingzhou sat for a while before reaching out to Qiao Jintang, "Xiaojin, I still don't have the strength. Can you help me go to the bathroom? I want to take a shower."

"Shang Tingzhou you..."

Qiao Jintang gritted his teeth and thought, forget it, forget it, don’t bother with the drunkard.

Just as he was about to reach out to pull Shang Tingzhou, he met his affectionate gaze. Qiao Jintang's heart moved and he subconsciously pinched his face.

"Shang Tingzhou, your skin feels so good!"

Shang Tingzhou raised his head and let her ravage him: "Then pinch me more."

As Qiao Jintang continued pinching, the wolf's claws fell towards his abdomen again.