Several people played until 6 o'clock before ending the game, and then went to the restaurant downstairs for dinner together. At the dinner table, An Mingchen made a toast to Yuan Che and James in a different way. James would not refuse anyone, and soon became dizzy from drinking. Yuan Che didn't change his face, and he fought with An Mingchen in a match.
"Boss Yuan, you can drink a lot!" An Mingchen praised, half-heartedly.
"To each other." Yuan Che's eyes were deep and his face was expressionless.
The two socialized indifferently, and the dinner finally came to an end until James was thorough.
Bi Luo helped James to leave first, and Yuan Che said politely: "Thank you for the hospitality this time, Young Master An, and I will invite you back next time when I have a chance."
"Second Young Master Yuan, you are welcome. As long as Second Young Master Yuan is free, I will accompany you at any time." An Mingchen smiled kindly.
The two spent a day with James, seemingly enjoying themselves, but in fact, neither of them took advantage.
After getting into the car, Yuan Che leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest. Fang Ru secretly admired, he and An Mingchen didn't know how much wine they drank, and they didn't even blush.
After returning home, Yuan Che didn't change his shoes, and went straight to the sofa and lay down, but his eyes were straight open and bright.
Fang Ru came over, helped him take off his shoes, put them on the side of the sofa, and asked, "Mr. Yuan, you didn't eat much at night, are you hungry now?"
Yuan Che turned his head and stared at him without saying a word.
Fang Ru looked chilly and said, "I'll go squeeze a glass of pear juice for you to sober up first."
He walked into the kitchen and took out a pineapple. Just as he was about to peel it, someone hugged his waist from behind, and then Yuan Che's deep voice came from his ear: "I don't want to eat pears."
"Then what do you want to eat?" Fang Ru frowned slightly when he smelled the alcohol coming out of his mouth.
"I want to eat sour plums." Yuan Che's chin rested on Fang Ru's shoulder, and most of his body weight was on him.
Fang Ru staggered, put down the fruit knife and pineapple in his hand, opened Yuan Che's hand, turned to look at him, "I've finished eating the sour plum, I'll go buy it tomorrow, let's eat something else today."
"No." Yuan Che's eyes were sharp and his voice was decisive, "I want to eat sour plums now."
Fang Ru stared at him in bewilderment for a while, then asked hesitantly, "Mr. Yuan, are you actually drunk?"
"Drunk for what?" Yuan Che said expressionlessly, "Don't try to change the subject, I want to eat sour plums."
"I don't have sour plums tonight." Fang Ru turned around and picked up the fruit knife again, and said, "Go take a bath first, I'll squeeze a glass of juice for you, then bake a few slices of cheese, and go to rest after you eat .”
Yuan Che hugged his waist, put his cheek against his ear, and said in a flirtatious tone, "Wash together?"
His ears were a little red from the hot air, and the person behind him was like a furnace, hot and powerful, which made him feel particularly uncomfortable. Fang Ru paused, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and sighed: "Okay, let's go wash together."
He pulled Yuan Che towards the room. Yuan Che followed suit and was very obedient.
Fang Ru pushed him beside the bed, and said: "I'll put the bath water, you sit down first."
He walked into the bathroom, and just as he turned on the tap, Yuan Che followed.
"What are you doing here? You're still wearing a suit, so don't get wet." Fang Ru dragged him out, and then helped him take off his coat.
"Sit down and don't move around." He ordered, "I can take a shower after I put the water on."
He took a few steps towards the bathroom, then looked back to make sure that Yuan Che hadn't followed before he entered the bathroom.
After putting the water away, Fang Ru shouted, "Mr. Yuan, you can come in."
After a while without any response, Fang Ru walked out of the bathroom and saw Yuan Che standing upright in front of the dressing mirror.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Get me a new suit, I'm going to work." Yuan Che ordered solemnly.
Fang Ru was speechless. How drunk is this? Even though he was completely drunk, he still pretended to be deep, with a serious expression like a warrior preparing to go to battle.
Fang Ru said in as gentle a tone as possible: "It's 11 o'clock in the evening, and tomorrow is Sunday. We don't have to go to work, so let's take a shower first?"
"Tomorrow is Sunday?" Yuan Che nodded, "Alright then, let's go take a shower."
He strode into the bathroom and took off his clothes neatly, revealing his strong and muscular body.
"Come on, didn't you say to wash together?" He turned his head and waved to Fang Ru.
Fang Ru covered his forehead and said weakly, "No need, I've already washed it."
"Hmph, you smell of alcohol, how dare you lie to me that you've washed it?" Yuan Che snorted coldly with a look of disdain.
Who is reeking of alcohol? Fang Ru roared in his heart.
"Come here, don't make me say it a third time!" Yuan Che hooked his fingers, his expression seemed to be kind, and he was extremely embarrassed.
Fang Ru turned his head and asked silently: Can I pour cold water on his face
Fang Ru took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to grab the bathroom doorknob, then closed the door with a "bang", and said through the door: "Mr. Yuan, wash well, I'll go to work first."
After speaking, he turned and walked out of Yuan Che's room.
Fang Ru didn't expect Yuan Che to look like this when he was drunk. On the surface, he looked normal, but in fact he looked like a child. Fortunately, he didn't show his flaws when he was socializing with An Mingchen before, and he didn't show his true colors until he went home, probably because he subconsciously felt that he could let go of his guard in a place he was familiar with.
Fang Ru shook his head, and put the peeled pineapple into the juicer.
Opening the refrigerator, just about to get the ingredients, unexpectedly a hand stretched out from behind and closed the refrigerator again.
Fang Ru turned around and found that Yuan Che appeared behind him like a ghost, lazily leaning against the wall, with his hands folded on his chest, posing a handsome Poss, but he was completely naked, naked, no matter how handsome his posture was, he couldn't look stylish.
Fang Ru's eyes inevitably shifted to his lower body, and he clearly saw the mighty and majestic figure of something.
"If you don't wash with me, I won't wash." Yuan Che's faint voice came.
Then you stink to death! Fang Ru really wanted to just let him go, but as an excellent psychiatrist, you must not mix personal emotions in the treatment process, and you must get along with patients calmly and friendly.
"If you don't want to wash, go to bed earlier." Fang Ru suggested with a smile.
"No." Yuan Che firmly vetoed, "If I don't take a bath, I won't rest."
"..." Fang Ru looked up at the sky and was speechless. Facing Yuan Che like this, he really couldn't hold back.
Fang Ru kept searching in his mind for various methods of educating children, and suddenly felt his body lighten, and Yuan Che actually carried him on his shoulders.
"Ah!" Fang Ru was shocked, accidentally, his nose hit Yuan Che's back, and he bared his teeth in pain.
Carrying the man on his back, Yuan Che briskly walked into his bathroom, then threw the man into the bathtub, and the water splashed everywhere.
"Cough cough." Fang Ru climbed wet by the side of the bathtub, choking on a big mouthful of water.
Yuan Che stepped into the bathtub from beside him, and when he looked up, he happened to see... oh my god, Fang Ru covered his face in grief.
He was starting to worry now, would he kill Yuan Che to silence him when he sobered up? He saw too much today...
Yuan Che lay on his back by the bathtub, and ordered like a king: "Come here, wipe my body."
Endure, must endure. Fang Ru warned himself fiercely in his heart.
He fetched the shower gel, slapped Yuan Che's chest muscles with a "slap", and said with a smile, "My lord, let the subordinates come down to serve you."
"Yeah." Yuan Che closed his eyes, looking at ease.
Fang Ru rubbed vigorously, wishing to rub off a layer of skin, but unfortunately, someone has rough skin and thick flesh, so he is not afraid of rubbing at all.
Rubbing his lower body, Fang Ru suddenly caught a glimpse of the gigantic object that stood up at some point in the water. He raised his eyes and found that Yuan Che was looking at him. The flames in those eyes flickered on and off, with unclear meanings, like a lion waiting to be hunted, silently dormant, full of oppression.
Fang Ru felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he quickened his hand movements and quickly finished washing him.
"Okay, dry off the water and put on your clothes." Fang Ru walked out of the bath and handed Yuan Che a clean towel.
Yuan Che lazily stood up, bringing up a spray of water, and the water droplets streaked across his muscular body, shining a bewitching light. Fang Ru's breathing was a little short, and his heartbeat also accelerated unconsciously. He has to admit that this man has the capital to make women crazy, and even a man may submit willingly.
Fang Ru looked away and sighed secretly: What a monster.
But he didn't know that Yuan Che's eyes were full of charm at this moment. The wet hair was casually pasted on the forehead, the eyelashes were slightly raised, the eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, the cheeks were flushed due to the moisture, the lips were moist and soft, and they were delicious. The wet clothes were tightly fitted to his body, fully revealing his shapely figure.
With deep eyes, Yuan Che stretched out his hand to take the bath towel, but instead of wiping himself, he put the bath towel on top of Fang Ru's head, covering the upper half of his face.
"What are you doing... um!" Fang Ru was pressed against the wall and his lips were snatched.
The fiery breath sprayed on the face, mixed with the dense water vapor, which made the brain a little oxygen-deprived.
Yuan Che supported Fang Ru's back of the head with one hand, and got into the hem of his shirt with the other hand, grabbing his waist and preventing him from dodging.
The kiss gradually deepened, and the erect desire provocatively rubbed against Fang Ru's legs.
Fang Ru felt groggy, and forgot to push back for a while, until Yuan Che reached into his pants and touched his bottom line, then he reacted suddenly, pushed him away, and pulled off the towel on his head , Forbearance said: "Enough, no matter whether you are really drunk or fake drunk, this kind of behavior is already too much, quickly dry your body and go to sleep."
Yuan Che turned a deaf ear, stretched out his arms to hug her again, and said hoarsely in a coquettish tone: "I don't want to sleep, let's continue, baby."
Baby... baby? With a dark face on Fang Ru's face, he reached out to push the man on top of him, but he couldn't push him away.
He gritted his teeth, dragged the person out of the bathroom with difficulty, moved to the side of the bed, turned around, pressed Yuan Che heavily on the bed, and then stabbed him in the abdomen with his elbow.
Yuan Che suffered pain and finally let go of his pincers.
Freed, Fang Ru fetched a blanket, pulled Yuan Che up, wrapped him up, and then took out the hair dryer and "buzzed" on his hair. Disheveled hair fluttered around his face, accompanied by the warm wind, making him drowsy. Yuan Che's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and there were still desires and grievances that seemed to have been abused in the hazy eyes.
After drying his hair, Fang Ru lifted the quilt and stuffed Yuan Che in, and ordered in an unquestionable tone: "Sleep!"
Yuan Che stopped fussing and closed his eyes obediently.
Fang Ru breathed a sigh of relief, took one last look at him, turned and left the room.
I hope that when I wake up tomorrow, someone can forget everything about tonight! He didn't want to be humanely destroyed yet.
By the way, did the former family assistant have been sexually harassed by someone who was drunk? If the target is an aunt, can he also do it? Ugh, that's horrible...