The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

    The housekeeper was in a mixed mood: "The conditions...too tempting."

    Duan Ming was at a loss: "What??"

    It took a while for Liang Xiaojiu to fully recover. He sat calmly on Mr. Huo's lap with his shoulders on his back, put the glass on top of his head, and hiccupped.

    …

    The housekeeper was inconvenient to explain on the spot, and dragged Duan Ming together to explain to the organizer that Mr. Liang and Mr. Huo left the venue early.

    When this kind of thing happened at a good reception, Jiang Pingchao was also embarrassed. Chi Che calmly dealt with it, turned back to the backstage, and directly scolded and cried a few working groups responsible for screening guests.

    Hearing that Duan Ming said he was going to leave early, Chi Che tried his best to suppress his anger, and personally brought someone to send him off, but was stopped by the housekeeper in time: "Don't bother, we can just go by ourselves."

    Chi Che frowned: "It's our fault, we will be responsible for the whole process."

    The housekeeper raised his head, glanced at Jiang Pingchao vaguely, and explained in a low voice, "Yes...it's really inconvenient."

    Chi Che suddenly reacted, his face became hot, and he stopped talking.

    The housekeeper will stop after clicking, no more.

    When I got to the nanny car, Mr. Liang was already a little uneasy.

    The manager was quickly dragged by the housekeeper to the car behind, Huo Lan hugged Liang Xiao, almost afraid to touch: "Sit down, go back first-"

    Liang Xiao tugged at his sleeve: "qaq."

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Huo Lan closed his mouth, picked up the man, and carefully placed it back on his lap.

    I have heard of the setting that Liang Xiao will cry when he is drunk. Huo Lan is worried that he will be sad, so he takes the person into his chest and pats his back lightly: "I am here."

    Liang Xiao felt for the safety rope for a long time and couldn't find it, so he took the next step, hugged Huo Lan firmly with his hands and feet, rested at ease, and stuck his head between his neck.

    Huo Lan folded his arms and kissed his temple.

      Drill into the collar.

    Huo Lan closed his eyes, tried his best to calm down the pheromone, and shook him gently: "Liang Xiao."

    Liang Xiao's eyes were a little red, and there was water vapor in his eyes. He raised his head and grinned at him in a daze.

    "..." Huo Lan's chest was poked into a sieve.

    Huo Lan was reluctant to call him again, and hugged him tightly, protecting the person in his arms.

    Mr. Huo took precautions, contacted the housekeeper, and prepared an inhibitor for himself in advance.

    …

    When he arrived at the villa, Mr. Liang had already turned into a beach.

    Mr. Huo took some effort to persuade Mr. Liang to believe that the plane had landed, and then personally helped Mr. Liang to unbuckle the seat belt, and read the bilingual prompt to coax Mr. Liang out of the car.

    Liang Xiao was dubious: "Are you home?"

    "We're home." Huo Lan helped him stand firm, took off his coat and wrapped him tightly, "We are at the door of the house now."

    Liang Xiao thought about it carefully, connected with the setting of Mr. Huo's private jet, perfected the logic, and nodded.

    Huo Lan patted his head: "Is it cold?"

    Liang Xiao was not cold, but didn't want to return the clothes, she shook her head and nodded as she firmly grasped the thick coat on her body.

    Huo Lan pursed his lips and kissed his forehead.

    "Let's go back to the villa."

    Huo Lan leaned against Liang Xiao and patiently said to him, "This is the door, this is the step... This is not a stone lion."

    Liang Xiao was drunk and his safety awareness was more than one level higher than usual. Huo Lan had already gotten used to the way he came back.

    Huo Lan embraced him, patted his back lightly, and pushed open the door with one hand: "There are many people in the villa, it is very safe."

    The housekeeper came back early and made arrangements in advance, saying that Mr. Huo and Mr. Liang were coming back.

    Huo Lan pushed open the door, not only the waiter, but even the bodyguard strictly refrained from indecent assault, squatting in the room and did not dare to come out.

    The big villa was empty and deserted.

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Liang Xiao: "!"

    Liang Xiao turned around slowly, hung on his arm, and slowly ran out.

    Huo Lan was shocked and stopped him hastily: "Liang Xiao."

    Liang Xiaohui's eyes were like a torch: "Our Boss Huo's villa is not like this!"

    Huo Lan also felt that his villa should not be like this. He really didn't know how to explain it, so he whispered: "Don't go, I-"

    Liang Xiao ran dozens of steps on the spot, and found that he couldn't get out of the gate of the villa, and his guard became stronger: "I won't do it!"

    Huo Lan was stunned: "What?"

    Liang Xiao struggled several times, but she was completely soft and drunk, unable to free herself from Huo Lan's arm, and touched her wrist again.

    His wristband was removed, and the watch was stuffed to Duan Ming at the reception. After fumbling for a long time, he poked it hard several times, and leaned over to say a few words.

    Huo Lan saw that he suddenly slapped his wrist with force, and was a little worried, so he put some force into his arms: "What's wrong?"

    Liang Xiao should not answer him, Huo Lan frowned, and listened intently.

    Liang Xiao faced the empty wrist and muttered to him: "Huo Lan..."

    Huo Lan suddenly understood, he felt a sudden pain, and held his breath, "I'm here."

    "I'm here." Huo Lan's chest seemed to be stabbed by dozens of knives, his voice became hoarse, he held Liang Xiao's wrist and pulled him into his arms, "You were not framed by anyone. , it's not a trap, we're at home..."

    Liang Xiao reacted for a long time before raising his head, and some distracted eyes settled on his face.

    After two seconds, Liang Xiao's eyes brightened with surprise, and he slapped on his face: "Huo Lan."

    Huo Lan guarded him firmly, his eyes were hot: "Yeah."

    Liang Xiao stared at him for a few seconds, suddenly reacted, turned back to himself and groped.

    Huo Lan didn't know what Liang Xiao was looking for, so he tried his best to help him stand firm: "What do you want? I'll ask someone to get it—"

    Liang Xiao turned to the last pocket, and finally found a spare restraint sticker. After tossing for a long time, he couldn't tear it off, and shoved it into his hand: "Quick, help me stick it."

    Huo Lan suddenly heard his clear and fluent words, stunned, and subconsciously took it.

    Liang Xiao raised her hand, sealed Huo Lan's mouth and nose with a snap, and quickly lowered her voice: "Don't pant, just stick to me and you'll be fine, hurry up."

    Huo Lan's chest was smashed by more than a dozen knives, there was a faint smell in his throat, and he held him into his arms: "I won't go."

    Liang Xiao was a little anxious: "No!"

    Huo Lan couldn't bear the pain, tightened his arms and leaned over, kissing Mr. Liang's reasoning.

    "I won't go anymore." Huo Lan pulled back a little distance and said hoarsely, "I'll take you home."

    Liang Xiao also wanted to train him not to have a long relationship with his children.

    "Remember..."

    Huo Lan lowered his head and kissed his wrist: "Remember to call me, if you call me, I will definitely come."

    Huo Lan stared at him, his eyes falling into Liang Xiao's still somewhat dazed eyes: "Be sure to call me."

    Huo Lan closed his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was hot.

    Huo Lan grabbed Liang Xiao's legs, hugged him horizontally, and walked upstairs quickly.

    Confirmed that he was beside Huo Lan, and when Mr. Liang was carried into the bedroom, he was so relaxed that he almost dripped twice.

    Huo Lan grabbed him firmly and carefully placed him on the bed, but when he got up, his sleeves were pulled.

    Huo Lan just wanted to fetch him water, returned with strength, leaned over and said softly, "What do you want?"

    Liang Xiao was aggrieved and muttered, "Ask for advice..."

    Huo Lan was startled: "What—"

    Huo Lan suddenly regained his senses, and his auricle became hot unconsciously, and he held Liang Xiao's hand back.

    Huo Lan sat back, pulled Liang Xiao into his arms as best he could, and supported him firmly: "I can..."

    At the reception, it was to convince Liang Xiao that he would not mess around. When it came time to speak, Huo Lan still felt a little difficult to speak.

    Being stared at by Mr. Liang for a long while, Huo Lan closed his eyes, pursed the corner of his lower lip, and gently kissed Liang Xiao's ear: "Can you... undress for Mr. Liang? ?"

    Liang Xiao was very excited: "Yes!"

    He answered too loudly, Huo Lan was next to his ear and was shocked: "..."

    Watching Mr. Liang consciously fight with the buttons, Huo Lan was not relieved, took his hand and moved away: "I'll come."

    Liang Xiao consciously stepped aside, lowered his eyes, and watched Huo Lan help him unbutton his dress one by one.

    Huo Lan touched the temperature behind his ear, not very relieved: "Is it cold?"

    Liang Xiaoyi shook her head.

    Huo Lan took off his coat for him, hung it aside, hesitated for a while, and slowly helped him unbutton his shirt.

    Liang Xiao was forced to straighten up for a long time, and was so uncomfortable that she couldn't wait to roll on the bed a few times, moving her stiff muscles and bones.

    Huo Lan couldn't help laughing, reached out and touched his head.

    Without the restraint of the dress, Mr. Liang has become a lot more active.

    It took a lot of effort for Huo Lan to pull him back to his side, and he had to control Liang Xiao from not completely turning into a puddle, and finally put away the dress, there was a faint layer of sweat on his forehead .

    Liang Xiao's whole body was red and hot, and it was almost hot, and she was paralyzed on the bed with excitement.

    Huo Lan handed over the dress to the staff who finally showed up to wash it, and asked someone to cook sober soup and bring it over. When he turned around, there was no one in the bedroom.

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Huo Lan was vaguely uneasy, took a few steps to the balcony, and suddenly heard a faint sound from the bathroom.

    Huo Lan walked over quickly: "Liang Xiao?"

    There was a thud in the bathroom, like something hit the wall.

    Huo Lan couldn't take it easy, opened the door and went in. At a glance, he saw Liang Xiao bumping his head against the wall, frowning and reaching out to stop: "What's wrong?"

    Liang Xiaozheng was numb and pounding the wall. After pounding a few times, he felt that the touch was not right, and he raised his head as if he was dead.

    Huo Lan met his gaze, looked carefully, and carefully stroked between his eyebrows: "Are you awake?"

    "I can wake up for a while." Liang Xiao was sobered by his own waves, and his face was red, "I don't want to live anymore..."

    Huo Lan's chest tightened when he heard it, his expression sank, he wrapped the man in his arms, touched the place where he kowtowed, lowered his head and took a few breaths.

    Liang Xiao was tightly bound on his shoulders, he noticed the strength between Huo Lan's arms and felt a little regret, patted him on the back to comfort him: "I'm talking nonsense."

    Huo Lan closed his eyes, circled him and said softly, "I'll help you wash."

    Liang Xiao was taken aback: "No!"

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Huo Lan was afraid of freezing him, so he tried his best to suppress the pheromone, and then pulled away a little.

    Liang Xiao looked at the curling steam above Mr. Huo's head: "..."

    Every time she gets drunk, Liang Xiao can wake up for a while, the time is longer or shorter. After this period of time passes, most of them can still toss out anything, until they are exhausted and fall asleep until the next day.

    Huo Lan's description was too tempting, and Liang Xiao couldn't hold it back. At that time, his mind was full of enthusiasm and suffocation, and now he has vaguely realized that it is not good.

    The stamina of vodka is more than that of beer, Liang Xiao's head is dizzy and painful, trying to find some ideas, stumbling: "I... I'm afraid I will mess up."

    Liang Xiao buried her head, red and hot, self-deciphering: "I'm afraid I'll drag you into the bathtub, sit on your lap, turn on the shower, and force you to hug me waist…"

    Snowflakes flew above her head for a moment, Liang Xiao froze and raised her head, before she could react, Huo Lan was already clutching the inhibitor and staggered out of the bathroom.