Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 122
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Tang Xien squatted in the cubicle and vomited a few times, vomited a bunch of black and oily things, not to mention how disgusting it was.

At first, she was so frightened that she almost woke up from the wine, but then she was relieved when she remembered how many iced cuttlefish she ate that night.

When she got up, she suddenly felt dizzy again. She almost couldn't stand up, and immediately squatted down again.

It was alright when she first came out, but now the baijiu has the stamina, her whole body feels like she has a high fever, her mind is in chaos, she can't see anything clearly, the world seems to rotate 360 ​​degrees in her eyes.

She was originally a drinker, but these days she was stressed and in a bad mood, and she was ridiculed by Lawyer Chen at night. She drank two glasses of white wine under various circumstances, and she was sure to pour it down.

She called Le Man with the last bit of sobriety left: "Hey! Where's Nun? I'm drunk, come and hug me!"

Le Man asked her to send the coordinates, she opened the WeChat dialog box and looked, but couldn't find where the coordinates were after searching for a long time.

She hung up the phone, walked out against the wall, and stopped to catch her breath when she turned the corner.The body is getting hotter and hotter, and the heartbeat is chaotic, making the whole world vibrate and echo.

She was getting more and more dizzy, her body seemed to be drained of strength, and she was holding on to the last bit of willpower to walk straight forward, thinking about walking in a straight line, she was right, but she took a few steps, her stiletto heel sprained Immediately fell aside.

"Ah!" She screamed instinctively. At that moment, there was only one thing on her mind——

Don't break your leg again!

However, her body did not fall on the cold ground, but fell towards the wall beside her. She held on to the wall, and her body slowly slid down.

So Fu Shiyu chased him out, and this was what he saw.

Tang Xi'en leaned limply against the wall, her knee-length skirt stretched a few inches, revealing her delicate knees.

He gritted his teeth, stepped forward a few steps, pressed her arms with both hands, and lifted her up with a lift.

Tang Xi'en shook his head back and forth, pointed at his chest with his fingertips, and smiled waggingly: "Mr. Fu?"

Still know who he is, it seems that he is not deeply drunk.

"Drink too much?" he asked.

She suddenly trembled, struggled to twist her body away, turned her head and walked away.

It's quite sober now.

Fu Shiyu picked up the bag she left aside, chased after her, and followed her: "I'll take you home."

She didn't listen, and rushed forward like a cow, but after a few steps, her body began to shake from side to side again.

Fu Shiyu forcefully pulled her into his arms, but she still struggled, raised her face to stare at him, and cursed: "Where did you come from? Let go of your father!"

From time to time, people walked by on both sides of the corridor, seeing them tugging and casting ambiguous glances.

Fu Shiyu also lost his temper. He took a deep breath, put his hands on her small shoulders, and brought her into his arms again.

She was still staring at him, her face was flushed, her eyes were moist, and the tip of her nose and lips were wet and swollen from vomiting just now.

Fu Shiyu had to force himself to ignore her demeanor that was enough to kill him.

As she walked, she couldn't hold her body up any longer, and limply lay on him.

The skin on the girl's cheeks was delicate and hot, and it was close to the skin between his neck. The sweet and hot breath she exhaled went straight to his nostrils and brains.His body froze for a moment, his hands moved a little around her waist, and he hugged her tightly.

She looked for a support point, imitated him, and put her arms around his waist, her head still buried in his neck.

After walking a few steps forward, he felt that his neck was wet and sticky. He lowered his head and looked down. She was crying silently.

His mind tensed, and he was about to ask her why she was crying when Le Man's voice came from his face: "Xion?"

He raised his head and nodded towards Le Man.

Le Man stepped forward quickly, pulled the girl hanging from him, and smiled apologetically, "Boss Fu, I'm so sorry!"

"Are you driving?" he asked.

Le Man: "I'll drive Sean's car to take her back."

He glanced at the crying and laughing girl, sighed angrily, and said, "Everyone is like this, can you take care of her in the car? Let's go in my car."

So, Le Man supported Tang Xi'en, and the three of them went to the parking lot together, and soon found Fu Shiyu's space gray Urus.

After getting in the car, Le Man asked Tang Xi'en to lie down in the back seat with his head resting on his lap.

The car drove out of the food street with many people and vehicles with difficulty.

Le Man was curious, and asked, "Why did Boss Fu drive a big car to the old town? How inconvenient."

"Come here from another place." Fu Shiyu said lightly.

In fact, he planned to pick up Tang Xien tonight and take her directly to the B&B, so he changed to a large SUV to go out, thinking that it would be more convenient to take the highway and the mountain road.

Who knew what happened.

Tang Xi'en's small apartment is near the law firm, and it's there in a blink of an eye after leaving the food street.

The car was parked under the apartment building, Le Man got out of the car first, and then together with Fu Shiyu lifted Tang Xi'en who was lying in the back row.

Tang Xi'en's whole body was limp, and he couldn't even stand firmly, so he plunged into Fu Shiyu's arms.

Le Man's expression was not good, and she stepped forward, trying to tear Tang Xien off Fu Shiyu's body, but Tang Xien hugged Fu Shiyu tightly, grabbed his collar, and cried.

Fu Shiyu raised his hand and patted her on the back, comforting in a low voice: "Okay, okay, don't cry, what's wronged, I'll vent your anger for you, okay?"

Tang Xi'en was still crying, with snot and tears all over Fu Shiyu's body.

She cried: "I hate ministers and deputy ministers...one will only take credit for me...the other looks down on me...and eats my tofu! Woooooo...I'm so tired...but I can't help it...woooooo Woo..."

Le Man looked away in discomfort, looked up at the extremely dark sky, and let out a long sigh.

Seeing her crying so painfully, Fu Shiyu's heart ached, his breath was stuck in his chest, and he was suffocated.After a while, he asked in a low voice, "Which one will eat your tofu?"

"Deputy...deputy minister...is...that...ugly...Old Chen!"

Fu Shiyu secretly wrote down the name.

He hugged her and patted her for a while. The little woman who was crying just now suddenly came back to her senses, pushed him away viciously, and shouted: "What are you doing here? You scum! Get out of here!"

Fu Shiyu: "..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Le Man stepped forward to hold Tang Xien who was about to fall backwards, and said in a low voice: "It's alright, alright, stop making trouble, go up quickly!"

After that, she winked at Fu Shiyu again: "Go back, I will take care of her."

Fu Shiyu didn't leave immediately, he stepped forward to take Tang Xi'en from her hand, and hugged her by the waist.He carried him to the fifth floor in one breath, and with one free hand, he pushed up the support plate of the password door, took Tang Xi'en's hand, touched down with his index finger, and the door opened.

Le Man caught up and shouted in a moderate voice: "Boss Fu!"

He turned his head, his eyes were ice-cold, and after a few seconds, he hugged the person in without looking back.

(End of this chapter)