Oh my god! Why is the boss such a clingy person?

Zhou Cheng stood up and said he was going out to smoke a cigarette, and Feng Junchi followed him out.

"Xiao Han knew you were coming and insisted on calling. I couldn't stop him. I hope I didn't disturb you." Feng Junchi opened the window on the balcony and the cold wind blew in immediately.

Zhou Cheng's drunkenness was blown away by the wind, and he handed a cigarette to Feng Junchi.

"Xiao Han told you, right?"

"What's your business?" Feng Junchi lit a cigarette himself and then handed the lighter to Zhou Cheng.

After Zhou Cheng borrowed the fire, he took a puff of cigarette and said nothing.

"It wasn't a big deal in the first place. He was just trembling with fear for several days, and finally confessed passively. The child was scared to death." Feng Junchi said with a smile.

"Raising a child must be tiring, right?" Zhou Cheng finally said.

"It's fun to amuse children." Feng Junchi said and closed the window.

When they returned to the private room, Lu Ze and Xiao Han were huddled together and laughing. Su Qingyan looked at them with a "help me" expression on his face when he saw them finally came back.

"Look, raising children is so much fun." Feng Junchi bumped into Zhou Cheng's shoulder.

After drinking a few more bottles of beer with Feng Junchi, Zhou Cheng felt that he was really drunk and that his rationality was getting further and further away from him. Seeing how dizzy he looked, Su Qingyan suggested changing the place to continue, wanting to take the opportunity to take Zhou Cheng back.

Zhou Cheng stood up and felt dizzy. He wanted to hold on to the chair but couldn't find it. Su Qingyan quickly went over to support him, but accidentally touched the bruise on his waist.

"It hurts...be gentle..." Zhou Cheng whispered while lying on Su Qingyan's shoulder.

"Zhou Cheng...you..." Su Qingyan blushed when he heard this.

"Let's go sing." Xiao Han saw that it was getting late, so KTV was the most suitable place to go now.

"Xiao Han, aren't you going to work tomorrow? How will you have the energy to go to work tomorrow if you work so late? If you want to be a doctor, do it well. How can you perform surgery when you are drunk?" Zhou Cheng suddenly said to Xiao Han.

Xiao Han was stunned for a moment.

"Zhou Cheng...it's not your turn to take care of him." Su Qingyan really wanted to cover his mouth when she saw him being sometimes lucid and sometimes confused.

"Xiao Su?"

"Well, stand still." Su Qingyan asked Zhou Cheng to hold the back of the chair, and bent down to zip up his down jacket.

"Xiao Su, you are so nice..." After saying that, she staggered over to him.

"Why are you so heavy..." Su Qingyan was almost pinned to the ground by him.

Lu Ze originally didn't want to get involved with the two of them, but when he saw Su Qingyan was in such a mess, he went over to help. The two of them carried Zhou Cheng out from the left and right.

"Why did you make him drink so much?" Xiao Han whispered to Feng Junchi.

"He was competing with me first." Feng Junchi shrugged indifferently, then lowered his voice and said to Xiao Han, "He said you speak so naturally. Were you scolded every day when you were in school?"

"You..." Xiao Han looked embarrassed.

After arriving outside the hotel, Lu Ze tried to hail a taxi, and then heard Zhou Cheng yelling in the back that Xiao Su didn't take a taxi. He even suspected that Zhou Cheng was possessed, and was completely different from usual.

"Zhou Cheng, keep your voice down..." Su Qingyan didn't want to be embarrassed with him, so he covered his mouth. Unexpectedly, Zhou Cheng kissed the palm of his hand and then put his little finger in his mouth.

"Zhou Cheng!" Su Qingyan quickly withdrew his hand. He didn't expect that the drunk Zhou Cheng would be so difficult to deal with.

Originally, Su Qingyan wanted to take Zhou Cheng back to the hotel directly, but Feng Junchi got into their car, as if he was here to supervise them.

After entering the KTV room, Zhou Cheng leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes, as if he would fall asleep in the next second.

"Zhou Cheng, are you okay?"

There was plenty of warmth in the private room. Seeing that Zhou Cheng didn't move, Su Qingyan went over to help him take off his coat.

"Xiao Su?" Zhou Cheng still didn't open his eyes.

"It's me. Aren't you hot?" Su Qingyan pulled the sleeve of Zhou Cheng's coat with difficulty.

"My stomach hurts." Zhou Cheng said with a frown.

"Want to vomit?" Su Qingyan nervously put his hand on Zhou Cheng's stomach.

"I want to kiss you." Zhou Cheng took his hand and rubbed it on his cheek, then kissed it a few times.

"What the hell are you talking about..." Su Qingyan felt that he really couldn't stand it anymore.

Xiao Han and Lu Ze were chattering while eating fruit plates and choosing songs when Feng Junchi came over with two bottles of beer.

"Zhou Cheng, get up and have a drink to sober up."

Zhou Cheng took the wine handed to him by Feng Junchi, sat on the sofa without getting up, raised his arm, clinked the bottle with him, and the two of them raised their heads to drink.

Su Qingyan frowned as he watched, took the empty bottle from Zhou Cheng and put it on the table, then stood up and said to Feng Junchi, "Lawyer Feng, you're almost done."

Feng Junchi felt that Su Qingyan was boring. Was she using her status to put pressure on him when she was having fun outside?

"Xiao Su..." Zhou Cheng held Su Qingyan's waist and stood up.

"Please sit down." Su Qingyan turned and said to Zhou Cheng.

"Bathroom, accompany me to the bathroom..."

Zhou Cheng felt very dizzy. After he stood up, he hugged Su Qingyan from behind and closed his eyes for a long time to relax.

"You really are..." Su Qingyan held Zhou Cheng up and slowly walked towards the bathroom.

Su Qingyan had never experienced taking care of a drunkard in his life. Zhou Cheng was tall and strong, and he was pressing him so hard that he could hardly breathe. It was really tiring and annoying.

"Okay, go ahead." Su Qingyan dragged Zhou Cheng into the cubicle, but he leaned against the wall without moving. "Do you still need me to support you?"

"Help me." Zhou Cheng raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Su Qingyan, saying with a smile.

"You're sick..." Su Qingyan turned around and wanted to leave, but he was still a little worried. After hesitating for a while, he finally closed the door of the compartment and shouted inside, "Call me when you're done!"

Su Qingyan walked to the sink and turned on the faucet to wash his hands. After washing for a long time and seeing that Zhou Cheng didn't come out, he went back and knocked on the cubicle door.

"Zhou Cheng?"

The door was suddenly opened, Su Qingyan was pulled in, and stumbled into Zhou Cheng's arms.

"What are you doing?" Su Qingyan asked in confusion.

Zhou Cheng grabbed Su Qingyan's wrist and lifted it above his head, then pressed him against the door panel and bent down to kiss him between the eyebrows.

"Don't frown."

"Let go, stop getting horny here, aren't you a germaphobe? Don't you mind the dirt?"

Su Qingyan struggled to break free from Zhou Cheng's control, but Zhou Cheng's hands gripped his wrists tighter and tighter. With his other hand, he pinched Su Qingyan's chin and lifted his head.

"Hasn't this what you've always wanted?"

"Can we go back? I don't want to be here." Su Qingyan said somewhat aggrievedly.

"I want to." Zhou Cheng stroked his lips with his thumb, then bumped into Su Qingyan with his swollen and painful lips, and kissed and bit his upturned neck.

"Zhou Cheng, you've drunk too much." Su Qingyan pushed him away with his knee, then turned his head away to avoid him.

The strong smell of perfume in the bathroom and the smell of alcohol on Zhou Cheng made Su Qingyan feel very uncomfortable. This scene also made it difficult for him not to think of the dinner he had attended with Jiang Xingyao before. He didn't want anything to happen in such an unclear and muddled way again.