"You called me?" Qin Lizheng frowned, puzzled.
Su Cheng slapped him aggrievedly on the shoulder, "You won't answer my phone, you won't answer my phone." She muttered again and again, drunk confused and didn't answer his words directly.
"Brother, she is drunk. She was wronged today. You can hold her back first." Xiao Cheng's voice came from the car.
Qin Lizheng glanced at Su Cheng and nodded.
…
When he returned home, Su Cheng had no signs of being sober.
Xingbao sat on the sofa, looked at his uncle and mother, and pouted, "Uncle, what's wrong with mom?"
"Snooze."
Xingbao nodded without understanding, "Mom is such a lazy pig."
Upon hearing this, Qin Lizheng nodded in agreement, "I agree with this."
He carried Su Cheng back to the bedroom, and then closed the door.
Su Cheng was confused and saw someone untie her clothes. She didn't react for a while, thinking that she was in the hotel, and immediately waved away that person's hand, "Don't..." she whispered, because she was drunk, her voice It is more charming and soft.
Qin Lizheng frowned, never thinking that she would be so obsessed when she was drunk.
He continued to cling to her clothes without saying a word.
Su Cheng gritted his teeth, bit his lower lip, raised his hand and slapped it to Qin Lizheng's face.
Qin Lizheng caught her hand quickly and squinted slightly. This woman didn't know what was good or bad.
He tore away the last cover from her.
Her body was cold, and President Li's disgusting face appeared in front of her, and she was struggling madly.
However, the body is like a puddle of mud, and it can't play any role.
She turned her head away, tears running down the corners of her eyes, her eyes were as gray as death.
Qin Lizheng picked her up and touched the tears in the corner of her eye, "What are you thinking?"
"Don't touch me..." Her voice was full of grievances.
"Azheng..." she muttered innocently, "Why don't I answer the phone, I'm so scared..."
Qin Lizheng's brows wrinkled deeply, and effortlessly picked her up and walked to the bathroom.
The warm warmth came from the skin, very comfortable.
Su Cheng's body smelled of alcohol, and Qin Lizheng carefully cleaned her. He had a slight habit of cleanliness and couldn't stand her.
In a daze, Su Cheng seemed to see Qin Lizheng’s face. She didn’t know if it was the effect of alcohol. She held his hand and kissed it gently, holding his fingers like every time he molested her. .
Qin Lizheng's eyes deepened, and his fingers gently stirred in her mouth.
"Su Cheng, who am I?" He stretched out his finger and asked her lips.
Su Cheng was dizzy, holding his arms around his neck, panting, "Azheng..."
Her answer made him surging with blood, and he pulled off his tie and took off his shirt.
Two people squeezed into a small bathtub.
"Speak louder, who am I?" He kissed her neck reluctantly, hands clasping the soft flesh on her chest.
"Azheng... Azheng..." Su Cheng babbled his name.
Her cry made Qin Lizheng red eyes, and the movements of her men became more and more violent.
…
When Su Cheng woke up, it was dark and her whole body was sore. She probably knew what had happened.
She sat up blankly with her hands around her knees, an inexplicable emotion surrounding her.
Who did she do with? There was a blur in her mind, she was not sure about biting her nails.
The last person she saw when she was sober was Xiao Cheng. Thinking of this possibility, she shivered all over.
"Get up, why don't you turn on the lights?" Qin Lizheng's voice sounded, and the world was bright with a click.
Su Cheng raised his head and stared at Qin Lizheng in a daze, then heaved a sigh of relief, "Is it you?"
"What?" Qin Lizheng wrinkled his brows and raised his eyelids. He knew what she was talking about. "It's not me, who do you think it is?" He walked to her and stared at her dissatisfied.
Su Cheng took a deep breath and stretched out her arms around his neck. "Fortunately, it's you..." She hugged his neck with a little bit of fortune in her heart.
Qin Lizheng knew that she was frightened, and patted her on the back, "It's okay."
"Um..." Su Cheng sniffed aggrievedly, and glanced at the clothes he was wearing, "I don't have this clothes?"
"This is mine." Qin Lizheng said lightly.
"your?"
"otherwise?"
"No wonder?" Su Cheng murmured.
"What's no wonder?"
"so big."
"Bigger is good." Qin Lizheng raised his eyebrows and leaned in front of her, "Don't you like bigger ones?"
"I don't like it." Su Cheng replied, and realized what he was talking about after turning his mind. "Why are you doing this?" She glared at him and twisted his waist.
Qin Lizheng tilted his head, clinging to her ear, "Do you want technology or weight."
Su Cheng thought about it seriously, "The weight includes technology."
Qin Lizheng shook his head and laughed, "Russ can be taught."
Su Cheng turned her head away, her face was reddened, why did she tell him such a yellow joke.
"Eat." He knocked her on the head.
Su Cheng rubbed his knocked head, "What are you eating?"
She walked into the living room, and there was a stale smell on her face, and she waved her hand, "It's so choking, what are you doing."
"Just do it, eat!" He pushed Su Cheng.
Su Cheng sat at the table and swallowed, only to see a bowl of porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat.
She pounded it twice with a spoon, "President Qin, you really can go to the hall and go to the kitchen."
"Not satisfied?" Qin Lizheng raised his eyes and opened the document casually.
"No, no, no." Su Cheng bitterly, took a spoonful into his mouth.
"How does it taste?"
"Excellent." Su Cheng swallowed and replied with a smile in pain.
"There is still a pot in the kitchen, you remember to eat it." Qin Lizheng's mouth raised, quite gloating.
"for sure?"
"for sure."
"have to?"
"have to."
"A discount?" She curled her lips, pleading.
Qin Lizheng hooked her finger when she saw her pleasing appearance.
Su Cheng leaned in front of him and blinked obediently.
Qin Lizheng glanced down and saw her white thighs.
"I do not want to eat?"
Su Cheng nodded hurriedly, "Mr. Qin, your cooking skills are amazing, I am ashamed."
"Su Cheng."
"Ok?"
"You can get drunk again." He said suddenly.
Su Cheng wondered, "Why?"
"I want to see your initiative." Qin Lizheng looked at him with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
Hearing this, Su Cheng lowered his head shyly and licked his lips.
Without knowing where the courage came from, she walked over to him and sat on his lap, "Is it good-looking or the file good-looking?" she asked with a smile.
Qin Lizheng raised his eyebrows, "Naturally it is you."
Su Cheng nodded, kissed his face affectionately, picked up the unfinished porridge on the side, scooped a spoonful and handed it to his mouth, "Eat..."
She is rare to act like a baby, and Qin Lizheng swallowed the porridge she handed over.
A bitter taste followed.
He chewed, Su Cheng's eyes with a conspiracy successful smile.
"Is it delicious?" Su Cheng asked with a hold of a smile.
Qin Lizheng nodded, "I make it, it's naturally delicious."
"I think too." Su Cheng agreed. She rolled her eyes for fear that he would let herself drink porridge again, and coughed, "Qin Lizheng, shall I ask you to cook?" She asked against his nose.
"Don't learn." Qin Lizheng refused without even thinking about it.
Su Cheng curled her lips, "Learn, learn." She sat on him, shaking from side to side, her sitting posture very clear.
Qin Lizheng raised her eyebrows, held her body, and fiercely stopped her movement, "Do you believe it or not that I did you here?"
Seeing his dissatisfied look on his face, Su Cheng nodded hurriedly.
Qin Lizheng looked at her evasively, "What? Are you dissatisfied with my inadequate skills?"
"No." Su Cheng swallowed, "Because..." She paused, leaning to his ear, "Back pain."
Hearing these words, Qin Lizheng shook his head and laughed.
He put her down, "Don't you teach me to do things?"
Su Cheng glanced at the file, "Don't read it?"
"I'm still more interested in your kitchen education."
"What kind of kitchen education." Su Cheng muttered, looking like some kind of unhealthy education.
She walked to the kitchen and discovered what a mess is called.
"This..." She looked at the kitchen with a black line.
Qin Lizheng shrugged, "Xingbao has become more and more naughty recently."
"You..." Su Cheng pointed at him, Xingbao, Xingbao, your uncle sold you.
She cleaned up the messy kitchen, "Come here..." She beckoned to Qin Lizheng.
Qin Lizheng walked over, "You look at..." After some introduction, Su Cheng turned his head, "Have you learned it?"
Qin Lizheng raised his eyes, "Can't learn?"
"Why?" Su Cheng blinked unclearly.
"Are you really stupid or fake?"
"I… "
"It's really hard for you to wobble left and right in front of me wearing this look. It's really hard for me to focus." He said truthfully, holding Su Cheng's waist, "I still do some more practical exercises."
Su Cheng hit him, "Qin Lizheng!" She exclaimed, "You have been getting more and less serious recently."
"You are not serious."
"You are arrogant."
"You dress like this, are you sure it's not a temptation to commit a crime?"
"Who can dress this for me?" Su Cheng gritted his teeth, "You are clearly plotting wrongdoing."
"No traitor, no business." After Qin Lizheng said, he turned off the switch of the stove.
Putting her on his shoulders, "Sleep."
Su Cheng hammered his back and vented his anger in his dress.
…
It was another morning when Su Cheng got up and felt that his hand was caught.
She aroused a smile.
Qin Lizheng looked down at her, "Morning."
"Morning," she replied with a grin.
"You can tell me what happened yesterday." Qin Lizheng glanced at her and settled the account after Autumn.
Su Cheng lowered his eyes, a little embarrassed.
"Say." Qin Lizheng said with a cold voice, "the old man instructed..."
Su Cheng bit her lip, "Don't go to him."
"I am an employee of the company, and I should accompany him to meet the users." Su Cheng sighed, "This matter, let's assume it has never happened, okay." She whispered, her voice begging.