The noble girl is the president

Rin leaned weakly on the back of the sofa, drinking the wine one after another.

It doesn't hurt when you drink it, and you don't feel uncomfortable when you drink it.

Girl, I can never stop missing you for a second.I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Hehe, it's all my fault.

The hot alcohol flowed straight down Rin's throat into his stomach, burning like fire.

"Master Yi? We are the bar in the early hours of the morning, come quickly, Master Lin is drinking and drinking here... you will die!"

"What did you say? Let's go there right away, don't let him leave!"

After receiving the call, Yi rushed to "early morning" with the wind.

"Where's Rin?!"

The waiter saw the two young masters coming, as if seeing a savior.

"Master Yi, Master Feng, you guys are here! Master Lin is in Hall A! Go and have a look!" The waiter anxiously brought the two of them in.

As soon as the door was opened, a pungent smell of alcohol came to the face.

How much did you drink? !

Rin was staring blankly at the floor, drinking wine with a blank expression.

Yi snatched the bottle from Rin's hand: "Don't drink it!"

Feng frowned, turned to look at the waiter: "Bring me some hangover soup."

"Yes. Master Feng!" The waiter replied respectfully and ran out in a hurry.

Lin slowly raised his head and opened another bottle: "Yi, Feng, leave me alone..."

"Fuck! We don't care who you care about?" Yi pulled Rin angrily, snatched the bottle from his hand, and sat on the table.

Rin turned his head the other way, sadness flashing in his amber eyes.

"Rin! Why are you drinking so much wine! You can't torture yourself like this even if you're in a bad mood! Look at how much you've drank?! Do you want to die?!" Yi blamed there full of righteous indignation.

The waiter pushed the door open and came in: "Master Feng, this is hangover soup." After speaking, he hurriedly handed it over.

"Rin, drink this first..." Feng came over with the cup.

Rin shook his head: "I'm not drunk...why drink that..."

Yi took the cup and said arrogantly: "Feng, don't talk nonsense with him, pour it directly!"

After finishing speaking, Chongfeng blinked vigorously.

"Pinch his nose!...Pinch his arm!...Oh, Feng! You are trying hard! Don't be reluctant to do it!" Yi said, pouring hangover soup into Rin's mouth.

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Rin bent down and coughed: "...you..."

"Are you awake?" Yi looked at Rin fiercely.

"..."

"Rin! How long are you going to go on like this? Look at your current state, how uncomfortable Zi Yuan will be!"

Feng sat down and put his arms around Rin's shoulders: "Why can't you think about it? If you like it, if you can't let it go, just talk about it, just tell her, how will she know if you don't tell me?"

Rin shook his head lightly, put his hands around Yi's body, and opened a new bottle of wine: "If you want to drink, drink it together, if you don't drink, don't stop me."

Yi Hefeng looked at Rin helplessly.

"Let him drink." After a while, Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and said slowly.

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"Rin, your phone is ringing..." Feng finally reminded Rin helplessly when Rin's phone vibrated for the nth time.

Rin glanced at the phone screen lightly, completely ignoring it.

Yi and Feng sat on one side, looking at Rin's expression, they didn't know what to say.

"Hey? Feng? Your phone is ringing too?" Yi poked Feng's arm.

Feng took out his mobile phone, looked at the completely unfamiliar number, and pressed the answer button.

"Hey?"

"Master Feng? I'm Shen Mengwei, may I ask... is brother Lin with you?" Shen Mengwei's weak voice came from the other end of the phone.