Lin Huan's worries were not unreasonable. Song Qing's drinking speed was indeed a bit fierce. Just halfway through the dinner, Song Qing was already four to five points drunk.

Looking at Song Qing, who was slightly drunk on the opposite side, Lin Huan sighed: "Hey, you said that you don't care, but you still care about it in your heart, right."

Song Qing was taken aback for a moment, then surprised: "How do you know?"

Lin Huan organized the language and said in a deep voice: "Although Wang Liqiang is indeed a scumbag, you must have paid true affection to him at that time."

"Every relationship is not so easy to let go, it will tear a hole in the heart, and then slowly heal."

"After waiting for a long time, although this wound will no longer hurt, the scar remains there forever and cannot be erased."

After a short silence, Song Qing said with a smile: "It seems that Mr. Lin is also a person with a story. If Mr. Lin doesn't mind, I want to hear your story."

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows, and then talked about the love he had in college.

After listening to his story, Song Qing was speechless for a long time. After a while, she said, "In order to have a better life, she gave up a potential stock. Is that woman now regretful and wants to commit suicide?"

Lin Huan shrugged and said indifferently: "A few months ago she regretted suicide."

Song Qing was taken aback for a moment, then she covered her mouth and smiled. When the laughter stopped, she raised her glass and said, "Congratulations on getting out of a bad relationship."

Lin Huan smiled at her and clinked glasses with her and said, "Congratulations on getting rid of a scumbag."

Perhaps it was the relationship between Jiu Jin, and the two slowly ceased to be as cautious as they were at the beginning, and the content of the chat began to deepen.

After a meal was over, both of them had drunk a lot of wine. Naturally, Lin Huan would not be drunk, while Song Qing was already drunk.

When she was about to leave, Song Qing was shaking as soon as she stood up. She quickly supported the table with one hand and rubbed her head with the other and said, "Ah, I seem to be drinking... a bit... a lot, it seems to be troublesome... Please take me home."

Lin Huan let out a wry smile, and said, "Even if you want to go home by yourself, I don't worry."

For a big beauty like Song Qing, when she is drunk, she takes a taxi home by herself in the middle of the night, which is to test the concentration of the man she meets on the road.

Once someone loses his mind, it is a disaster.

"Then come and help me." Song Qing said to Lin Huan as if she was acting like a baby, showing her little daughter.

Lin Huan touched her nose, first walked to the clothes hanger to take off the woolen coat, and then walked to Song Qing to help her put it on.

Next, Lin Huan helped Song Qing put on sunglasses and a mask. When doing these things, the two would inevitably have some physical contact.

Lin Huan was fine, after all, he didn't mean to take advantage of Song Qing, but Song Qing was different.

Lin Huan is a man who meets her criteria for choosing a mate. Coupled with the stimulation of alcohol, it is easier to make her feel emotional. After several contacts, Song Qing has blushed and his heart beats.

After finishing this, Lin Huan grabbed her arm and said, "Is this all right?"

The intimacy of being grabbed by the opposite **** made Song Qing's body tremble again.

"Um...yes, thank you." Song Qing endured the ripples in her heart and said softly.

"You, drink too fast, that is, eat with me. If you change a man, maybe you will have some bad thoughts on you." While speaking, Lin Huan took Song Qing's Kun bag in his hand and helped her to Walked to the door of the private room.

Song Qing was embarrassed because of drinking, but Lin Huan's teasing made her face even more red.

"Why don't you think badly about me?" Song Qing dared to ask this because of Jiu Jin. In normal times, she would not say such things even if she was killed.

Lin Huan laughed and said, "Because I have a good character."

While talking, Lin Huan put on sunglasses and a mask with one hand, and the two walked out of the private room and went downstairs.

When Lin Huan was about to check out when he arrived at the front desk, Qian Duo rushed over after receiving the news.

"Brother Lin, if you come to my place for dinner, if you have to pay for it, don't you slap me in the face? Hurry up and send Miss Song back."

Qian Duo said that he would not let Lin Huan pay for anything. Lin Huan didn't insist anymore. After saying thank you, he helped Song Qing out of Ziyunxuan.

As soon as the two left, Zuo Jingsheng asked, "Boss, Mr. Lin doesn't seem to be driving, why don't you send him off?"

He knew how much the boss values ​​Lin Huan, that's why he asked.

Qian Duo glared at Zuo Jingsheng and said with a smile, "A good chance to act as a flower protector. Do you think Lin Huan will let me give it away? I don't want to be a light bulb!"

Zuo Jingsheng was taken aback for a moment, and then surprised: "Doesn't Mr. Lin have a fiancé?"

After Lin Huan became famous, his engagement with Luo Bingyan also spread, and it is not surprising that Zuo Jingsheng knew about it.

Qian Duo sighed and said playfully, "You are a little idiot asking this question."

"I ask you, how many of the big people who come to eat in our store have only one wife or girlfriend?"

Zuo Jingsheng frowned, after a little thought, he said, "It doesn't seem to be much..."

Qian Duo said meaningfully: "Then you said to yourself, did your question just now be an idiot?"

Zuo Jingsheng gave a wry smile and said, "The boss is right, I am an idiot."

As he spoke, a longing light flashed in Zuo Jingsheng's eyes.

After seeing the feasting life of these big people, it is false to say that it is not longing to be false. Zuo Jingsheng also hopes that one day he can live a life surrounded by beautiful women and beauties!

After coming out of Ziyunxuan, Lin Huan beckoned to stop a taxi. After getting in the car, Song Qing said her address, and then leaned on the car seat and fell asleep.

Lin Huan, who was sitting in the back row, let out a wry smile after seeing this scene, and then he closed his eyes for a while.

But at this moment, in order to avoid the suddenly overtaking car on the right, the taxi driver slammed the steering wheel to the left, and Song Qing, without a seat belt, fell into Lin Huan's arms.

More importantly, Song Qing's face happened to lie on his key part!

Lin Huan was speechless for a while.

"That...Miss Song, are you okay?" Lin Huan patted Song Qing on the shoulder, and asked in a low voice.

As a result, Lin Huan waited for a long time, and Song Qing did not respond.

Lin Huan let out a wry smile: "Sleep so heavy..."

Because Song Qing was lying on his key part, the heat exhaled from Song Qing's mouth and nose had a big impact on Lin Huan, and she was about to move.

"Xiete, don't drop the chain at this time, brother, will you just lie there for me?"

While struggling to suppress the reverie in his heart, Lin Huan silently cheered up his brother in his heart.

It's just that this kind of thing is an instinctive reaction, even though Lin Huan struggled to suppress it, in the end he couldn't hold it back.

"boom"

With a soft sound, Song Qing's pretty face was suddenly attacked, which made her wake up.

"Lin Huan...Did you slap me in the face just now?" Song Qing asked in confusion, still in a state of confusion.