But it fell steadily into a warm embrace.

Jiang Hao's whole body became weak. She couldn't even maintain the simple action of standing alone. She could only hold on to the clothes of the person in front of her to prevent her from falling.

Her brain response was extremely slow, but her consciousness took a step forward and called out the identity of the person in front of her: "A Jing."

She was hot and smelled of alcohol: "Did you drink again?"

The drinking power was fully used, and Jiang Li burrowed into his arms a little more, and his voice sounded a little aggrieved: "I want to go home, they bully me."

Rong Jing asked patiently, "Why did they bully you?"

"They asked me to drink." Jiang Li raised her head, her eyes flashed a bewitching red, "I feel so uncomfortable right now with such a big bottle, I want to go home."

"Okay, I'll take you home." Rong Jing glanced at the direction she had just come from, picked up the person, put them in the car, turned on the phone, and ordered things to go on.

In the box, the drunken life and dreaming of death continued. Suddenly, the waiter knocked on the door and walked in with a dining cart full of liquor.

One person said impatiently, "What is this?"

The waiter bowed slightly: "It's a vodka used for bartending, but it's stronger than ordinary vodka, 62 degrees higher. It was given to President Sun by a gentleman surnamed Rong."

"Is he going to take it away when he sends me?" Sun Chuhan's anger went out of his head: "Don't say his surname is Rong, even if his surname is Tian, ??I still don't give him face, get out of here!"

He suddenly shuddered: "You said that person's surname is Rong? What does he look like? What else did you say?"

"He said if you don't want to drink, someone will drink it for you."

As if in response to his words, a dozen or so bodyguards in black broke in.

They are tall, and they even exude a bloodthirsty aura, and they are not ordinary people at first glance.

Rong, there are such subordinates...

Sun Chuhan immediately thought of that person!

But he has done so many things before, and he has never seen him make a move, why is it so coincidental this time...

Sun Chu coldly shouted: "If you have the ability, let him come, otherwise I will not drink this wine."

He said, going out.

However, before taking two steps, the bodyguard took two steps forward. Amid the screams of the woman, one person pressed Sun Chuhan on the sofa and restrained his limbs, while the other person pinched Sun Chuhan's chin and regarded his struggle as a Nothing, raised his hand and poured it down violently.

"Ah! No! Hmm..." Sun Chuhan's resistance was not worth mentioning in their eyes.

After drinking a cup, Sun Chuhan's face turned red.

After three cups, his nose and tears came out, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

After ten cups, he was like a dead dog, his strength to struggle was gone, and his pupils even began to dilute.

The bodyguards looked at each other, sent people away, left the room in a mess, and strode away.

It was not until their figures were real that someone dared to push Sun Chuhan: "Mr. Sun, President Sun, are you alright?"

Sun Chu's cold air was like a gossamer: "Help... help!"

The room was full of people: "Quick! Hit 120!"

And Rong Jing had already brought Jiang Hao home, comforting the person waiting for him in the room, when he was cooking the sober soup, the phone vibrated. Rong Jing glanced lightly, turned off the fire, poured out the boiled sobering soup, made it to the right temperature, and brought it back to the room.

Jiang Li was sweating, her fair skin turned pink, and she rolled on the bed unbearably: "It's so uncomfortable..."

Rong Jing coaxed: "Be good, you'll feel better after drinking this."

When no one came, he had to hold him halfway in his arms. As soon as he fed a spoonful, Jiang Li shook his head vigorously: "It's not good, don't."

Rong Jing did not allow her to escape: "No, or you will have a headache."

"No..." Jiang Hao resisted, refusing to open her mouth again.

Rong Jing said patiently, "A Li is obedient."

Jiang Hao shook her head vigorously, expressing her determination not to obey.

Rong Jing looked at her rosy lips: "If you don't open your mouth, I will kiss you."

Jiang Hao seriously thought about the meaning of Rong Jing's words for two seconds, then suddenly raised his body and kissed him on the lips.

Rong Jing was stunned.

"Don't drink." Jiang Hao said again.

At this time, her thinking is really similar to that of a three-year-old child.

Rong Jing laughed: "I need to take the initiative, you don't count."

Jiang Li frowned and questioned: "This is not fair."

"Oh? Where's the unfairness?"

While Jiang Li was thinking hard, Rong Jing took the opportunity to feed her two spoons of sober soup.

Jiang Hao's brain turned dully: "We have no difference, why is mine not counted?"

"Really smart." Rong Jing took another spoonful.

Just like this half coaxing, let Jiang Li drink a bowl of sober soup, her pale face finally looked better,

Rong Jing went out again, intending to help her warm a glass of milk. When he brought it back, Jiang Hao was already lying on the bed and fell asleep.

Rong Jing helped her cover the quilt and sighed lowly.

He slept carefree.

"Good night." He stood up after kissing her on the forehead and went to the bathroom. Soon there was the sound of running water, but there was no heat.