The boss treats me as a brother

Chapter 197

When Tong Zhuo turned his head, he saw Qingjuan's face full of intoxication.

This is, drunk?

In the past, she often saw Brother Chen tasting red wine with a crystal glass in his hand. This was the first time she saw Brother Chen get drunk.

Tong Zhuo put down what he was doing, grabbed the wine bottle, and said with a serious face, "Don't drink any more."

Jing Chen frowned, it was already uncomfortable enough not to see anyone, if you don't give him a drink, how can it be done?
Jing Chen: "Just drink one bottle."

Tong Zhuo: "You are already drunk."

Jing Chen was just about to say when I was drunk, when a flash of inspiration flashed across Danfeng's eyes, he smiled, "No, I'm not drunk."

As he spoke, he leaned his head on her shoulder.

Now Tong Zhuo is more sure that the man is drunk.

She was not used to being leaned on like this, so she moved her shoulders.

Jing Chen simply touched her waist with his hand.

Tong Zhuo was a little stiff, "Brother Chen, get up first, I'll open it for you."

It's absolutely impossible for him to let go.

Jing Chen closed his eyes and showed her the live broadcast for seconds to sleep.

Tong Zhuo opened his mouth, and after a while, poked the man's face with his finger, "Brother Chen, wake up."

Jing Chen remained motionless, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised at an angle she could not see.

Tong Zhuo frowned, what should I do?

Do you want to hug him and let Brother Chen go back to his room to sleep?
As if sensing her thoughts, Jing Chen arched her head with his head, and his short hair brushed behind her ears, tickling.

He murmured as if in a dream, "This pillow is so comfortable."

Tong Zhuo poked his handsome face again, "Brother Chen, I'm not a pillow."

Jing Chen: "The pillow is so fierce."

Tong Zhuo: "..."

All right, for the sake of sleeping on brother Chen's lap last night, let him use himself as a pillow for once.

Thinking of this, Tong Zhuo stopped poking his face, and let the man lean on his shoulder, sitting there quietly, and did nothing else.

As time passed by, the little boy smelled really good. Before he knew it, Jing Chen really fell asleep gradually, and sprayed it on her neck after breath.

Sitting and sleeping is easy to fall to the side. In order to prevent the man from falling asleep, Tong Zhuo put his hand behind his waist.

It was getting dark outside, the servant had already prepared dinner, Jing Xin searched everywhere for Lord Chen but couldn't find it, but unexpectedly saw the two hugging each other in the basement, his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock.

From Jing Xin's point of view, Tong Zhuo put his arms around his Lord Chen, and when he looked at him coldly, he looked like a domineering president.

And his Lord Chen, sleeping soundly on Lord Zhuo's shoulder, why does he look so like a little wife?
This realization made Jing Xin gasp like a chicken crowing.

Jing Chen moved and woke up, with a little confusion in Danfeng's eyes.

Waking up with a provocative voice, "Huh? What's the matter?"

Tong Zhuo put down his hands, "It should be time to eat."

The dumbfounded Jing Xin nodded again and again, "Yes! It's time to eat!"

Tong Zhuo saw that the man's behavior was normal, and said, "Are you sober?"

Jing Chen, who was not drunk at all, hummed, thinking that he had just taken advantage of being drunk in the name of being drunk, he was in a good mood.

For the time being, he still can't let the stinky brother discover his thoughts, so as not to scare people away.

Take your time.

However, it is still necessary to take advantage of this small advantage.

Jing Chen stood up and stretched, "Let's go, eat."

(End of this chapter)