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Even if Zhuang Mingqi wanted to take care of Guan Ruoyu's behavior of "entering the house", he was powerless because of his drunkenness.

Even because of Guan Ruoyu's overnight stay, Zhuang Mingqi, as a clumsy CEO who "extremely dislikes embarrassment", changed his mind of "just lying dead on the sofa" and forced himself to get up and walk to the master bedroom.

While walking, he rushed to Guan Ruoqu and said "you do what you want".

"Hey, wait a minute!" Guan Ruoyu asked while unpacking the takeaway plastic bag, "Are you going to take a shower? Go to sleep after washing?"

Zhuang Mingqi was really impatient. Alcohol, or something else, made him no longer able to perfectly cover up his true emotions.He stopped, frowned and turned his face: "You ask me why I take a bath? Do you even want to come in after I take a bath?"

That tone, that expression, seemed that Guan Ruoqu was going to moles him.

Guan Ruoyu was about to be annoyed by him, so he tore open the plastic bag, took out a take-out cup, and then inserted the straw into it as he walked towards Zhuang Mingqi: "Let me ask by the way, do you need a gun?" Is it like a child?"

With that said, he stuffed the packing cup into Zhuang Mingqi's hand.

President Zhuang Da was holding a plastic packing cup, and he couldn't react for a while: "...what?"

"The hangover soup. The effect of their home is good, and the taste is also good. Drink it quickly, and then do whatever you want, no one cares about you." Guan Ruoyu paused, and didn't want to smell it, "Don't take a bath. It's been too long, I'm dizzy from the hot water, I don't want to go in and 'get the corpse'."

Zhuang Mingqi frowned: "I won't drink."

"Am I going to poison you to death?" Guan Ruoyu raised his eyebrows, walked back to the table and continued to order takeaway, "Do you like to drink or not."

Zhuang Mingqi watched him open the takeaway box and picked up a plastic spoon, as if he had made up his mind to be too lazy to care about himself, and asked, "What is that?"

"Rolled pork liver porridge." Guan Ruoyu suddenly said before the spoon was put down, "'Eating late at night is not good for the stomach', that's enough, I'll finish it for you, so I don't have to say it."

He purposely spoke in a somewhat eccentric way, and after finishing speaking, Zhuang Mingqi walked back in front of him, looking down at the man in the red and white jacket like a ghost.

Guan Ruoyu was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "What's the matter, Mr. Zhuang?"

Mr. Zhuang frowned and said, "You eat this by yourself, just give me a glass of water?"

There is no logic in these words, but the CEO's tone is righteous.Moreover, it was obviously Zhuang Mingqi who didn't like late-night snacks, and now he blamed him for not buying it for him. After hearing the words, Guan Ruoyu was stunned for a moment before he realized: "... Tsk tsk, I should really record that sentence just now , When you sober up, listen to how unreasonable you are."

As he spoke, he inserted the spoon in his hand into the porridge, and then pushed the whole takeaway box in front of Zhuang Mingqi: "I'll give you something to eat, that's fine."

Zhuang Mingqi stared at the bowl of porridge and frowned: "Plastic spoon..."

"Zhuang Mingqi, are you looking for faults?" Guan Ruoyu knocked on the table next to the porridge bowl, "Whether you like to eat or not." He also pointed to the hangover soup that Zhuang Mingqi had been holding in his hand, "Would you like to drink it or not?" .”

Zhuang Mingqi actually sat down next to Guan Ruoyu, and took two mouthfuls with a plastic spoon.In all fairness, it was quite delicious, but Zhuang Mingqi was still drunk in public, and he couldn't stand the fishy smell of pork liver.So after two sips, he put down his spoon and started to drink the hangover soup in his hand.

I don't know if it is the contrast of the taste of pork liver, but the hangover soup is really refreshing and the taste is very light.Zhuang Mingqi tried to take a sip and found it acceptable, so he decided to drink more.

Then he sat next to Guan Ruoyu, and saw the other party pull the raw pork liver porridge to him from a close distance, and started to eat it.

"...!" Zhuang Mingqi almost choked, "Guan Ruoyu! That's the spoon I used!"

Guan Ruoyu swallowed the porridge: "I know, I don't despise you."

Zhuang Mingqi frowned: "There are spoons in the kitchen!"

"Don't want to wash, don't bother."

"I don't want you to wash it!"

"Zhuang Mingqi, don't look at it if you find it annoying, or don't sit here." Guan Ruoyu turned the man's head to the side, "It affects my appetite!"

"This is my house." Zhuang Mingqi turned back again, staring at Guan Ruoyu stubbornly, "I like to sit wherever I like, and watch whatever I like."

"Okay, okay, your family is the biggest." Guan Ruoqu glanced at him with a spoon half in his mouth, "You kindly invite Mr. Zhuang to watch me eat supper, okay?"

"Don't talk with a spoon in your mouth!"

"Hey, you are really annoying..."

[The author has something to say]: Pork liver and lean meat porridge, delicious!