LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

It was Feng Rui who finally realized something was wrong.

That was already the end of the drinking party.

Everyone at the table had a few drinks and basically called their assistant or someone close to them to pick them up.

Feng Rui didn't drink much, but he still called his assistant Amy and asked her to drive over to pick him up.

He finished the call just in time to see Zhong Qing stand up.

His face is calm and his posture is steady.

Seeing her like this, even Feng Rui couldn't help but admire her.

He saw with his own eyes that the other party drank like water, which was much better than the drunken ones opposite.

He remembered that the other party was still a student, and couldn't help but ask: Lin... Jiaojiao, do I need to send you back?

He was originally going to call her Miss Lin, but remembering their previous relationship, he changed his name to a more intimate title.

Zhong Qing heard what he said.

Although her brain was muddled, her hearing was still very good. She waved her hand generously after hearing this: Don't bother me, I'll take a taxi back.

Feng Rui nodded, he was just asking casually.

Then……

Feng Rui watched as Zhong Qing turned around, walked steadily and seriously - and hit the pillar.

Ah! Zhong Qing was knocked back, her feet crooked, and she sat down on the ground.

Feng Rui: ...

He retracted his previous thoughts. If this person was awake, then the pillars of the hotel were in the wrong place.

Zhongqing was still sitting on the ground with a blank look on her face.

Alcohol numbed her body's perception a lot, so she didn't feel much pain at the moment.

He just raised his head in confusion and muttered Zhong Qing: Didn't you see me walking? Why are you bumping into me?

Feng Rui, who was standing next to her, heard these words clearly: ...

He wanted to smile, but the corners of his lips were already raised, but he felt something was wrong, so he suppressed it again.

He was not just drunk, he was clearly extremely drunk.

At this time, most of the people in the box who were sober had left, and there were still a few people who were also drunk, lying down waiting for someone to pick them up.

Feng Rui looked at it and couldn't count on anyone.

Zhong Qing was still sitting there, staring at the pillar in front of her seriously, not knowing what she was thinking.

Feng Rui doubted that if he left her alone, this girl would be able to sit here all night.

He knelt down and called Zhong Qing twice: Jiao Jiao? Lin Jiao Jiao?

Zhong Qing reacted very sensitively to her own name. When she heard this, she immediately turned her head and looked at him: Why are you calling me?

Feng Rui couldn't help but sigh: Looking at this, who would have believed that she was drunk if she hadn't watched this person hit the wall with her own eyes?

Shall I take you back to school? he said.

Zhong Qing shook her head and looked at Zhu Zhu again: Don't bother, I'll take a taxi back myself.

As she spoke, she muttered again, her tone still a little accusatory, and pointed at the pillar in front of her: This man blocked my way, bumped into me, and wouldn't let me go back.

Feng Rui: ...

He sighed, gave up the idea of ​​communicating with her, tentatively reached out and grabbed Zhong Qing's arm.

Zhong Qing didn't react at all, and obediently let him hold his arms and stand up.

As soon as she stood up, she started walking forward again. Of course, there was still the big pillar in front of her that was as thick as a few people hugging each other.

Feng Rui quickly grabbed her and looked at the other person's red forehead to avoid a tragedy.

Let's go over there.