His ex didn't do his duty

Chapter 11 Drunk

He Yizhou was drunk, leaning limply on the chair and unable to exert any strength, the voices of people around him were fragmented, and he didn't hear a word.

He dazedly touched his face, it was as hot as steamed buns just out of a steamer.However, this does not prove that he is drunk. As long as he drinks a little wine, a blush will float on his face. He has used this "skill" to pretend to be drunk before, and avoided being really drunk many times.

This time I couldn't escape, the subordinates of those departments were having fun more than usual, you all came up with glasses of wine to toast him, after Wen Junlang helped to block the glass, everyone toasted even more vigorously.

I don't know when I became drunk. Anyway, I just went to the toilet and vomited and came back a lot more comfortable, but the stamina of the wine slowly came up.

He Yizhou supported his head, no longer working rigorously and earnestly, and couldn't even focus his eyes, sitting on the sofa as quietly as a good child waiting for his parents to pick him up.

Everyone finally found out He Yizhou's drinking capacity today, and most of them regretted it vaguely.He Yizhou got so drunk, who knows if he will have any worries when he thinks about it the next day.

"Manager He, come drink some water."

He Yizhou was in a daze, and opened his eyes wide to recognize it carefully. It took him a long time to recognize Wen Junlang.

"it is good"

He tried to reach out to take the glass, but it was empty.Wen Junlang was probably worried, so he put his hand on his and asked him to drink from the cup.

After a few sips, He Yizhou felt that his stomach was too full, and he didn't want to drink any more. In fact, he only drank a few sips.

Wen Junlang whispered softly like coaxing a baby: "Take another sip, it won't hurt so much to drink more, and drink more, okay?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Don't drink, I'm full." He Yizhou's brain turned extremely slowly, and he was a lot more self-willed. He said whatever came to mind, and repeatedly pushed Wen Junlang's hand away.Wen Junlang was caught off guard, and all the water splashed on him.

The air was suddenly quiet, and the melon-eaters who had been poking and watching were stunned by the accident.

A courageous and straightforward girl came forward and said respectfully, "Little...how about I help you."

Wen Junlang refused with a half-smile, "No need."

It didn't take long before someone brought the hangover medicine.

Wen Junlang poured another cup of warm water, broke open the tablet, and fed it to He Yizhou.

After drinking the medicine, he was already dizzy and dizzy, and after tossing and tossing for so long, He Yizhou soon became dizzy and fell asleep slowly.

Drunk and sleeping is considered a better wine.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Junlang's identity is very sensitive. He revolves around He Yizhou all day, as if he is He Yizhou's personal secretary, and even He Yizhou has become a sensitive person.

Although this is the case on the surface, in everyone's guess, He Yizhou needs to please the little boss. After all, it is a great honor to climb the little boss.

After Wen Junlang's operation, everyone in the finance department silently reassessed their relationship in their hearts.

Of course He Yizhou didn't know what happened, so he just had a date with Zhou Ding.

Wen Junlang called the substitute driver and helped He Yizhou sit in the back seat. He was afraid that He Yizhou would hit his head, so he hugged He Yizhou.

The driving master asked, "Where are you going?"

He looked at He Yizhou, who was drunk, and rested on his shoulder unpreparedly at the moment, thought for a while and gave an address.

He Yizhou's cell phone rang, and Wen Junlang could see the word "Song Qi" flashing on it at a glance, pressed it annoyedly, and turned off the phone immediately.

It was already the second day when He Yizhou woke up, the ceiling was not right, the bed was not right, and the whole room was not right!Look at the clothes on her body, well... Pajamas.

After drinking to the breaking point, He Yizhou couldn't remember what happened yesterday after being drunk.

He threw off the quilt and went down to the ground, bumping into Wen Junlang who came in through the door.

Wen Junlang was also wearing pajamas, looking refreshed.

"Xiao Lang, is this your home?"

He Yizhou was a little cautious. If he was at Wen's house, it meant that he might have to say hello to the big boss later.He Yizhou doesn't really want to meet his boss outside of work, after all, it's not such a wonderful experience.

Wen Junlang was always a master when trying to figure out what He Yizhou was thinking, so he immediately dispelled his doubts: "This is my own home, my parents are not here."

He Yizhou quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked Wen Junlang: "I have troubled you yesterday, thank you."

Even if he had no memory, he could probably guess that Wen Junlang brought him home when he was unconscious, changed his clothes, and took good care of him.

"I don't know where my brother's home is, so I brought him back. As long as my brother feels comfortable, I don't bother."

"Is this your guest room? It's so beautifully furnished." I like the style.

He Yizhou did not say these words, this style suits his taste very much, once upon a time, he also thought about changing the bedroom to this, but Song Qi didn't seem to like it very much.

"No, this is my bedroom. The guest room is not clean yet, so I can't rest well."

"I sleep in your bed, what about you?"

"We slept together, we two boys, brother won't mind?"

In fact, He Yizhou was a little awkward about being too close to other boys after being with Song Qi, but Wen Junlang was also kind, so he couldn't turn his head and blame him.He smiled and said, "No, no, no, why would you mind? I have to thank you, otherwise I might end up living on the streets."

"That's good. I cooked porridge. My brother should be hungry. Come out and eat."

Wen Junlang's hand was so warm that He Yizhou felt a little uncomfortable.He has had a lot of contact with Wen Junlang, but he really has never had palm to palm.

it feels weird...

But Wen Junlang looked natural, as if such a move was done casually.He Yizhou patted his forehead, amused by his wild thoughts.

"Xiao Lang, the squid porridge you cook is really delicious."

He Yizhou praised from the bottom of his heart that the rice with distinct grains and strong fragrance is exactly He Yizhou's taste.Encouraged by Wen Junlang, he even ate half a bowl more than usual.

Wen Junlang looked at it with a smile, but he didn't eat much. "As long as brother likes it, eat more."

"Have you learned to cook for a long time?"

"No... just follow the recipe."

Come on, He Yizhou no longer feels the slightest bit of joy about being able to cook.People can cook porridge with excellent flavor and full of flavor just by looking at a recipe. He has been learning it for several months so that people will not spit it out.

"If my brother likes it, I can make breakfast and bring it to the company every day."

Wen Junlang's eyes are black and white, flowing like a river of stars, refracting tiny rays of light.And when it is full of anticipation, it is even more amazingly bright.

"No, you should take a rest in the morning."

He Yizhou refused without even thinking about it. He subconsciously thought that this was inappropriate. With his relationship with Wen Junlang, he really didn't reach the point where he could enjoy the breakfast made by others every day with peace of mind.

He still couldn't figure out why Wen Junlang seemed to know him very well and was very close to him, and the preferential treatment for no reason always made him feel confused.However, what can Wen Junlang plan for him?

The class of Finance Class 1 is extremely active, and everyone is discussing the party.Since it was only a few years after graduation, the feelings were still lingering, and many people responded to the call.

As a member of the class, Song Qi received the invitation.And He Yizhou, as the class leader, was even yelled by his classmates that he must go.

The squad leader chose a weekend night at a hotel with a good reputation. Overall, his consideration was basically thorough.

He Yizhou taught a class when he was in school, and he has a very deep relationship with them.It's been several years, and I also want to meet the cubs, chat about each other's recent situation, and see how they are doing.

Not long after the sign-up for Solitaire was sent out, he picked it up.However, there were still documents to be processed, so he didn't pay attention to the follow-up news. Naturally, he didn't know that Song Qi's name followed him as soon as he picked it up.

The class exploded all of a sudden, and no one expected that Song Qi would be willing to participate.

Song Qi is a person who speaks so little that it is outrageous. When he stands there, he is a self-refrigerating refrigerator.The only ones who could hear his few words were his roommates.

When they first entered school and were overwhelmed, most of the students had received help from He Yizhou.He Yizhou is gentle and patient, and he played the role of leading the class to the fullest.They depend on and trust He Yizhou.

Back then, He Yizhou liked Song Qi, it was obvious.Maybe other people will read He Yizhou's jokes, but the students in Class 1 of Finance are more sympathetic.

With such a cold person, it's hard for He Yizhou to chase after him for two years.Before He Yizhou graduated, he hadn't succeeded in chasing anyone.

What happened afterward is unknown to everyone.

The class cadres of Finance Class 1 have another group, where discussions are really in full swing.

The Propaganda Committee was very excited: "Damn it, Song Qi is going too, does that mean that our class can basically be all here?"

Everyone knew that the most difficult piece of meat jumped into the pot by itself.

"If you think too much, there will definitely be people who will be relieved that something will delay you. Don't have too much hope."

"I have a bold idea..." The psychological committee member was eager to share his brain hole with everyone. "Could it be that Song Qi came here after seeing our senior sign up?"

"It's quite bold. But our senior has chased him for so long and still managed to get it. After graduation, the senior has less contact with him. What happened to them?"

The squad leader told everything he knew: "I heard that they were together later, but they have broken up now."

"Wow! Amazing!"

"Wow……"

As soon as I swiped down in the group, they were all wow.

"So your speculation, the psychological committee member, is probably not right. It's so embarrassing to meet after breaking up. It's probably a coincidence. I just hope that neither of them will change their minds."

"Squad leader, don't expect too much, maybe the seniors won't mind this, but it's hard to say for Song Qi."

"It's best to come like that."

It was not a coincidence that Song Qi readily agreed to go to the class reunion.

It can even be said that Song Qi couldn't wish for this class reunion.

Song Qi happened to have no reason to meet He Yizhou, so this was justified.

There is nothing better than having a pillow when you are dozing off.