Hai Tong Zhan Yin works

chapter 632

    

ally brought you breakfast, and you ate it while it was hot." And this bouquet of flowers for you. "Zhan Yin doesn't pick up lunch boxes, let alone flowers. He is a man and doesn't like bouquets."how...Chapter 632

"Tong Tong."

Shen Xiaojun hurried to help her.

"I can still drink."

Hai Tong was held by her, still saying that she could have two more drinks.

Sunan looked at Haitong like this and thought that he was embarrassed to take out his cell phone to shoot video, but there was surveillance in it, so he could pull it out and let Zhan Yin have a look.

finally married a satisfactory wife, did not know to cherish it, always quarreling, cold war, so that the people around him also suffered and were tortured.

"Hai Tong, you are drunk, I will take you home."

Shen Xiaojun got up and said apologetically to Sunan, "Boss Su, Haitong is drunk. I'll take her home first."

"you've been drinking. You can't drive. I didn't drink. I'll take you back."

Sunan came specially for Shen Xiaojun. He didn't drink at all in order to have a chance to send Shen Xiaojun.

"Thank you, Boss Su. No, my brother can drive. I asked him to come here to take both of our girls home." He doesn't drink, and he can't drink. He's allergic to alcohol. "

Sunan: ".

came on purpose. I thought I could send Shen Xiaojun home to make me feel good.

it is impossible to calculate that Shen Xiaofeng is not allowed to drink, let alone that Shen Xiaofeng is here specially responsible for sending the two girls who have drunk alcohol home.

he looked at the time. Zhan Yin came back by special plane. He should be here soon, right

"Tong Tong, we are going back."

Shen Xiaojun picked up Haitong.

Hai Tong is still whispering, "I can still drink." I'm not drunk. This wine.

Sunan:

how can his brother's bar sell fake wine

that is, Haitong is talking nonsense. No one will hold her accountable. Instead, the second one yells that Chihao Bar sells fake wine. Chihao Bar can give them a taste of the consequences of nonsense.

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"you are drunk. If you drink more, you can't get up until yesterday afternoon. Be careful that Sister Hai Ling scolds you. "

Shen Xiaojun, while helping Haitong walk out, told his brother to check out.

Su Nan said hurriedly, "Miss Shen, let me invite you."

"No."

Shen Xiaojun refused and motioned his younger brother to check out with his eyes, so as not to let Sunan take the lead.

Shen Xiaofeng hurried to check out.

Su Nan did not argue with him. Seeing the picture on the table, he picked it up and followed Shen Xiaojun to the outside of the bar.

after Shen Xiaofeng checked out, he trotted out with him.

"Haitong!"

A deep, distressed voice sounded.

the next moment, before Shen Xiaojun realized it, Hai Tong, who was supported by her, was supported by a pair of powerful hands.

she looked at Zhan Yin in amazement.

Haitong said Zhan Yin went on a business trip yesterday, saying that he would go for several days, even more than a dozen days, but he could be back before the new year.

Why, at this moment, Zhan Yin will appear here

looking at the drunken girl in her arms, Zhan Yin's heart hurts like being gouged out and cut by a knife.

"I can still drink. Zhanyane. Eggs. Egg. "

Haitong wanted to call Zhan Yin an asshole, but he was so drunk that he didn't speak neatly.

Zhan Yin picked her up sadly, turned around and strode toward a car driven by Ah Qi.

that's a bodyguard car.

before Zhan Yin came back by special plane all night, he also called A Qi and asked A Qi to wait for him at the door of Chihao bar.

A Qi got out of the car and pulled the car door in the back seat for him.

"Zhan Yin."

Su Nan stopped him, stepped forward quickly, put the painting painted by Haitong into Zhan Yin's hand and said, "this is the painting your wife drew for you."

enjoy it.he said to her friend, "Tong Tong, maybe Mr. Zhan will come into contact with Duan Qianqian for business reasons. Please understand clearly first."Haitong doesn't speak.Shen Xiaojun suddenly regrets.r...