Perfect Feast

Chapter 58 Don't Talk

Seeing Liu Yang like this, Mr. Zhao was stunned for a moment, and said lightly: You are very good, you are the first one who dares to talk to Zhao Jingjing like this...

Sun Zhuoqun hummed a little dissatisfied: Liu Yang, what are you doing?

Liu Yang turned around and supported Yang Qiqi: Secretary Sun, Secretary-General Yang is too drunk, I want to send her back.

Yang Qiqi really drank too much, she didn't feel much when she was sitting in the room, but now when she went out and walked around, the acid water in her stomach couldn't stop rising. When Liu Yang turned around and grabbed her arm, she only felt that her feet were sore and her legs were also weak, but she could only follow behind everyone, holding on to the wall with one hand and trying her best to support her going out.

Liu Yang, I'm fine...vomit... Yang Qiqi said, she wanted to push Liu Yang away, but with a vomit, she grabbed Liu Yang's arm and squatted down.

Okay, okay, take good care of Secretary-General Yang, let's go first... Seeing this situation, Sun Zhuoqun naturally couldn't say anything. The three of Wang Jinzhong went downstairs.

Yang Qiqi was wearing a light gray professional suit. She squatted down, and the tight-fitting one-step skirt wrapped her back buttocks more and more tightly. The open collar of the tunic short-sleeved shirt was also opened wider. Under the slender neck, a piece of tender white flesh set off her sensual and round mountains. The pink and slender legs in flesh-colored silk stockings were curvy and exquisite, making her look even more alluring .

She squatted down and held Liu Yang's arm tightly. Liu Yang stood sideways and bowed beside her, so it was easy to have a panoramic view of Yang Qiqi's body.

It wasn't until Yang Qiqi gasped violently for a while, and felt the churning energy in her stomach calm down, that she slowly stood up. Liu Yang asked with concern: Secretary-General, are you okay? Let me help you down slowly?

Well, then you can help me, my legs will be a little sore, as soft as stepping on cotton... Yang Qiqi's delicate and weak body approached Liu Yang, letting him hold her arm with one hand , holding his slender waist with the other hand, the two of them almost paused step by step, slowly grinding towards the stairs.

When it was time to go down the stairs, Liu Yang bent down even more, put one of her arms on his shoulder, almost half-armed and half-carrying her, and walked down the stairs carefully step by step.

While looking at the stairs, he turned his face from time to time, and whispered into Yang Qiqi's ear: Secretary-General...you should pay attention to raising your feet...be careful at the corner...

Although Yang Qiqi was drunk, she still understood in her heart. The two of them were so close, Liu Yang acted gentle and considerate, which made her blush a little. Yang Qiqi half-opened her winking eyes, and said embarrassedly: Liu Yang... don't... don't call me the Secretary-General, call me... call me sister... From today on, I will recognize you as my younger brother...

Okay Sister Yang, from today onwards you will be my sister, and I will be your own younger brother... When dealing with a drunk person, you have to follow her words, otherwise, she will call out the truth, Will argue with you unreasonably.

What is Sister Yang...you can call me sister...you can just call me sister... Yang Qiqi babbled.

Okay, sister! Is this okay for the head office? Liu Yang said helplessly following her wishes.

What are you talking about? You... seem a little dissatisfied, don't you? Let me tell you, it's very beneficial for you to be my younger brother... Don't, don't think that I don't know. Today you are... because of helping your sister... and President Wang drank so much...it was also because of me that you didn't drive Mr. Zhao...I thank you...I have a gift for you...we don't drive her car, my sister gave you one...one The new Mercedes-Benz...

Liu Yangxin said that Yang Qiqi is really drunk? You go to work and still make Honda buses, so you want to give me a Mercedes-Benz?

Did not hear Liu Yang's response, Yang Qiqi turned her head suddenly, her soft lip line just slid across Liu Yang's cheek, the feeling of light touch made one's heart throb involuntarily.

Don't you believe what I said? Go... Take me home... I'll let you see if it's true tonight...

Okay... I believe it, I believe it, right? Be careful under your feet... Liu Yang agreed, and carried Yang Qiqi down from the stairs with his arms, and the two walked through the hall cuddling tightly , Out of the revolving door, a gust of cool wind rushed over.

Outside the door, the rain was still falling, but it was much smaller than when it came. Under the illumination of the lamp post outside the hotel, the raindrops falling in the dark sky, like a big magical hand, suddenly became bizarre when it was two or three meters above the ground.

The beads shining with colorful light slipped from the eyes of the two people, fell to the ground, and turned into black and extremely blurry flowing water again. There are small waves churning, with endless imagination, and I don't know where it is going.

Sister, where is your home? Liu Yang supported Yang Qiqi with one hand, and waved the other hand vigorously, not knowing which one of the headlights was a taxi.

Uh... West Outer Ring Road... Building 9, Longhe Garden... Uh... She staggered, but held Liu Yang's hand tightly. Blown by the damp cold air, her stomach began to feel uncomfortable again. Before she could finish the address completely, she vomited and bent over to vomit it out.

Liu Yang only felt a heat in his waist and crotch, and then it became warm and cool again. A strong smell of distiller's grains followed closely behind. As soon as Liu Yang turned around, he saw Yang Qiqi bending over, pressing her chest with her hand, and sticking out her tongue.

The left half of his body was drenched by her spit, but she was not dirty at all. Liu Yang couldn't help but secretly admire her ability with a wry smile.

Stretching out a hand, he gently hammered her back. Through the thin summer shirt on Yang Qiqi's body, she could clearly feel her satin-like smooth skin.

Yang Qiqi Ba Jin vomited everything she ate at night, and finally straightened up with a breath.

Sister, how are you? Liu Yang asked with concern, Yang Qiqi blushed, and whispered, I'm sorry, I stained your clothes... But after vomiting it out, I feel much better...

It's fine, as long as you're fine... Liu Yang quickly said with a smile.

At this time, a taxi finally drove over. The driver lowered the window, looked at the two people and asked, Can you go?... Oh...how much did you drink? Are you okay, don't spit on me In the car...

Liu Yang stretched out his hand to open the car door, and said with a wry smile: It's probably all right, I just vomited up, and the gall is almost vomited out...

He was poor, and he felt a pinch on his arm. Beside her ear, Yang Qiqi whispered: Don't say... That voice was soft and soft, like a nimble little hand, plucking people's heartstrings...

After getting into the car, Liu Yang simply took off his T-shirt because he was afraid that the vomit on his body would rub against the car. He just put the clothes on his side, and Yang Qiqi's head slid down his arm to her lap.

Sister Yang...sister... Liu Yang called out twice, but Yang Qiqi just murmured and said a few vague words, probably thinking that she could finally lie down, and she couldn't wait to fall asleep.

Bro, where are you going? the driver asked in the front row, then turned his face, and continued, Why are you drinking so much? Isn't it your wife?

Veteran taxi drivers are generally good at observing words and demeanor. Just now calling Yang Qiqi Yang sister has already exposed that the two are not husband and wife.

Liu Yang hurriedly said: Go to the West Outer Ring Road, Building 9, Longhe Garden... This is my colleague, what are you thinking?

Hee hee, didn't think about anything? I just asked casually. Longhe Garden? Tsk tsk, that's the wealthy area of ​​our Renzhou City... The driver laughed and drove, and heard Liu Yang say that he was going to Longhe Garden , and also gave a few words of admiration.

Liu Yang didn't even know where the Longhe Garden was located, let alone a poor area and a rich area. The car didn't drive fast in the rain, and Liu Yang felt a little drowsy after drinking, and the car didn't stop until he almost fell asleep.

Shaking his head, Liu Yang heard the driver in the front row asking loudly: Here we are...I said, don't you sleep in my car?

Stop screaming, I got it! Liu Yang said, looking through the window, the car was parked in front of a two-story villa. Liu Yang was shocked for a moment, and then he understood why the driver said that Longhe Garden is a wealthy area.

As far as the white two-story villa in front of me is concerned, it seems that it cannot be taken down without a few million. How dare Yang Qiqi, a salaried government official, live in such a nice villa?

Thinking of this, Liu Yang pushed Yang Qiqi who was still lying on his lap, and whispered: Sister Yang, we are here, we are home...

Hmm... um... Yang Qiqi sat up slowly, and it took a long time before she realized it. She opened her small mouth, yawned, and said lazily, I thought I was sleeping at home. The dream was woken up by you... Help me down...

Ah? Oh... Liu Yang originally wanted to follow this car back to the city, but seeing Yang Qiqi's dazed look, he felt a little uneasy, so he finally paid the money and got out of the car, and helped her to the villa door.

Sister, wait first... Liu Yang remembered that his T-shirt was still in the car when the icy rain fell on his body. However, when he turned around, where was the shadow of that taxi?

Liu Yang, what are you looking for? Hurry up and help me... Yang Qiqi put one hand on top of her head, and stretched out the other hand, trying to catch Liu Yang from a distance of two meters.

My clothes...the clothes were taken away by the taxi... Liu Yang was shirtless, drenched like a drenched chicken, and ran back quickly, grabbed Yang Qiqi's hand, and led her to the doorway of the villa's gate: You Why are you drenched in the rain, why don't you just come here and wait?

Yang Qiqi didn't speak, and took out the key to open the door.

Just after the two of them walked to the gate, the moment she closed the door, Meng Di turned around, opened her hands and threw herself into Liu Yang's arms.

Sister... Sister Yang...

Don't talk, hold me tight...

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