Hearing this familiar female voice, Gu Zhiyan froze.
After a few seconds, Gu Zhiyan slowly turned his head, looking at the direction of the sound.
Shen Liang went and returned, standing beside him with a cup of tea in his hand, looking at him condescendingly.
Gu Zhiyan was overjoyed at first, and then thought that it was too ugly to lie on the ground, so he struggled to get up.
But he tried his best to no avail.
Shen Liang sighed helplessly, put the hangover tea in his hand aside, and squatted down to help Gu Zhiyan.
Who knows, Gu Zhiyan shook off her hand: “Do you look down on me? I can get up by myself!”
Shen Liang: “…”
Shen Liang watched as Gu Zhiyan got up and fell down. After repeated several times, she I couldn’t stand it anymore and dragged Gu Zhiyan to the sofa aside.
Gu Zhiyan didn’t have the strength to break her away, so he could only yell, “I’m your boss, will your conscience hurt if you treat me like this?”
Shen Liangli ignored him, threw him on the sofa, and turned back. He brought the sober tea over and poured it into Gu Zhiyan.
“Ahem…”
Gu Zhiyan was choked, but he still drank it.
Shen Liang took a tissue and stuffed it into his hand, letting him wipe the tea stain on the corner of his mouth.
Gu Zhiyan was paralyzed, and Shen Liang picked up a tissue and wiped it for him.
As soon as she stretched out her hand, Gu Zhiyan grabbed her.
Drunk, his eyes were full of moisture, fixedly looking at Shenliang, his eyes were childish like a child.
Shen Liang avoided Gu Zhiyan’s gaze in embarrassment, but Gu Zhiyan didn’t let her go, tilting his head and looking at her.
“You didn’t say thank you to me.” The drunk man was a little slow, and his speech speed was much slower than usual, looking a little silly.
It also makes people feel cute.
Speaking of this incident, Shen Liang was also a little angry, and said angrily: “I didn’t let you go to drink with President Xi desperately.”
She knew that Gu Zhiyan’s opponent’s artists were still upholding, if there was something else. Artist, Gu Zhiyan may just say a few words directly.
But the problem is that it is impossible for ordinary artists to have the opportunity to participate in the same dinner with Gu Zhiyan.
Gu Zhiyan drank like this, indeed because of her.
Shen Liang was very convinced of this.
They have known each other for a long time, and they know each other well enough. The tacit understanding is carved in their bones.
Others can’t see or understand, only they can feel each other.
“You and that Mr. Xi are very happy? What’s so good about that old man?” Gu Zhiyan stretched out his hand and pulled off his tie, and pulled off his shirt to reveal his solid chest: “Is he handsome as me? Is he handsome? Isn’t it?”
He pulled hurriedly and quickly, before Shen Liang had time to stop him, his shirt buttons were torn apart and spilled on the ground.
Shen Liang was dumbfounded. Gu Zhiyan was very good when he was drunk before. I have never seen him so…unrestrained.
“You say! Answer me! I’m handsome or that old man is handsome.” Gu Zhiyan yelled reluctantly.
Shen Liang couldn’t laugh or cry: “You are handsome.”
“Oh.” Gu Zhiyan was satisfied.
Shen Liang hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to close his opened shirt, and turned around to get his jacket to put on him.
But Gu Zhiyan didn’t cooperate with wearing clothes, so Shen Liang had to coax him: “I put on my clothes and went home, okay?”
Gu Zhiyan also gave her a face and asked her to dress him.
The button of his shirt had collapsed, and Shen Liang could only button him his coat tightly.
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