Chapter 58 Drunk

When Ren Zhaoyuan passed by, Jin Shiyan had already left, and only Tan Zheng was standing by the roadside.

Be good, like a child waiting to be taken away.

When you see it from a distance, you can stand tall and straight, but once you pass it, you can't stand up straight, and you can't walk steadily.

Ren Zhaoyuan patted him on the back: "It's outside, don't act like a spoiled child."

"I didn't act like a spoiled child." Tan Zheng buried himself by Ren Zhaoyuan's neck and took a deep breath, "I'm drunk."

Although the so-called "drunk" sounded unreliable, the odor of alcohol on Tan Zheng's body was so heavy that Zhaoyuan could smell it.

Drink so much that you won't feel comfortable even if you're not drunk.

"Does it hurt?"

"Not uncomfortable, a little dizzy."

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck: "Then go back and rest."

"Yeah," Tan Zheng agreed, not moving, "Is there a strong alcohol smell on my body, is it bad?"

"It's not heavy, it doesn't smell bad."

"Take a shower when you go back, don't despise me."

Tan Zheng said that he was afraid of being disliked, but his body was still close to Ren Zhaoyuan without any sign of being raised.

Two men who are both outstanding in appearance and stature will attract a lot of attention even if they just stand on the side of the road, not to mention half-embracing like this in an intimate gesture.

Some people have already walked out for a while and turned back frequently. Some people quietly raised their mobile phones to take pictures. Ren Zhaoyuan noticed it, but he didn't care. He just let Tan Zheng lean against him and firmly catch a part of his weight.

"When did I despise you?"

Tan Zheng laughed lightly when he heard this sentence: "It seems, no."

The hotter-than-usual breath slammed into his neck, causing Ren Zhaoyuan to shrink back, and his voice became a little lower: "It wasn't there."

"Why are you so good?"

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help but smile: "It's good not to dislike you?"

"It's fine, just fine."

"Okay," Ren Zhaoyuan's voice stretched out unconsciously, and then declared softly, "Go home, little drunk."

Tan Zheng felt as if he was about to float.

Worrying that would get a headache after drinking alcohol, closed the roof of the car, and the wind at night poured in through the window, and the warmth was mixed with coolness. The lights of various colors gave off a halo due to the fast driving, and the unspeakable English songs filled the carriage.

While waiting for the red light, Ren Zhaoyuan unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to his lips.

"What are you dazed for?"

"You're so beautiful, I'm stunned."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and turned back to look at the road, and followed the traffic: "Is it wine or honey tonight, my mouth is so sweet."

"I'm stating the facts."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and drove without saying a word. Tan Zheng kept staring at him for a long time before he couldn't bear to put his hand over Tan Zheng's face: "It's alright."

Tan Zheng took advantage of the situation and kissed him in the palm of his hand.

His right hand landed on Tan Zheng's place and couldn't come back. He was kneaded and kneaded by both hands, from the knuckles of the knuckles to the blue veins on the palms, like a novel and interesting toy.

Ren Zhaoyuan was used to driving with one hand, and he was familiar with the road conditions, so he let Tan Zheng play.

It was late, there were still a lot of cars on the road, and the place to eat was far from home and the speed could not be improved, at least 40 minutes.

Ren Zhaoyuan tilted his head and glanced at Tan Zheng, who was still studying his right hand: "You can sleep for a while, I'll call you when I get home."

"Not sleepy," Tan Zheng inserted his left hand between Ren Zhaoyuan's fingers, and put his right hand on the back of Ren Zhaoyuan's hand, "Fortunately, that Mr. Shi is average in drinking."

Tan Zheng drank almost twice as much as Mr. Shi.

"It's hard to deal with," Ren Zhaoyuan raised his index finger and pointed, "It's hard work."

"Fortunately," Tan Zheng lowered his head and touched the tip of his index finger with his lips, "he is willing to make a special trip to have a meal with me on an appointment, probably because he heard that the Zheng family wants to cooperate with An Yu."

It is not a secret that Zheng Yun came to S City. Many people tried to send posts to invite invitations for various reasons, but Zheng Yun turned them down and never saw him, but he took the initiative to go to An Yu.

There are many people who know it, and there are many people who are curious. Following a search, you can find that the Zheng family has several projects in contact with An Yu.

And all the Zheng family took the initiative.

"Well, it's good for you to look at the cooperation. You only need to consider whether it is suitable for An Yu, and you don't need to think about anything else."

On the phone call in the afternoon, Ren Zhaoyuan told Tan Zheng about the result of the conversation between him and Zheng Yun Jishuang. Tan Zheng was not surprised and would not interfere with Ren Zhaoyuan's decision, but he couldn't get rid of his disgust for Xie Rong.

For the sake of friendship with Zheng He for many years, for the affection of the Zheng family's elders, Ren Zhaoyuan doesn't care about his generosity. Zheng always felt uncomfortable.

It's like getting benefits from Ren Zhaoyuan's grievances.

Because of the cooperation offered by the Zheng family, although Tan Zheng could not refuse outright, he never accepted it.

He didn't say it, but Ren Zhaoyuan seemed to see through everything.

"After we met this afternoon, someone bought 12 pieces of jewelry in AL's new and only diamond series at a high price, but did not sign the buyout agreement after paying for the exclusive design," Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and turned to look at him, "I don't make money if I have money. A little idiot."

Tan Zheng was amused by his words and couldn't help but laugh: "Well, to make money to buy big gems, I will install a cabinet for you in the storage room."

"Then you have to earn more."

"As ordered."

The two chatted without a word, and after passing an intersection, Ren Zhaoyuan saw the traffic police on the side of the road, and thought of Yu Nanlai: "Guess who I met at that time."

"Huh?" Tan Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "When you came to pick me up?"

"Yes, it's on West Street."

Tan Zheng was quiet for a few seconds, looked at Ren Zhaoyuan's profile and said tentatively, "You won't meet that person again, will you?"

He didn't have a name or a surname, but the word "again" and the tone of his voice knew who he was talking about.

Ren Zhaoyuan glanced at him in surprise, and chuckled when he turned back: "You should be able to make a lot of money by going to the roadside for fortune telling."

Tan Zheng didn't joke with Ren Zhaoyuan, he frowned a little: "Did he talk to you?"

"No, I didn't recognize him at first..."

After Ren Zhaoyuan finished speaking, Tan Zheng's taut string loosened, but he didn't say anything immediately. After a while, he asked, "Do you think he's a little pitiful?"

It is not appropriate to say that he is pitiful, and Ren Zhaoyuan did not think of a more suitable adjective for a while: "He is innocent."

The car drove into the garage, Ren Zhaoyuan unbuckled his seat belt, and heard Tan Zheng whispering, "When you said him just now, it was like you were talking about a child."

"He really..." Ren Zhaoyuan was halfway through, and he laughed abruptly when he saw Tan Zheng's unhappy expression, "Mr. Tan, can you have some normal vinegar?"

Tan Zheng seemed to be annoyed by the laughter, leaned over and clasped Ren Zhaoyuan on the back of his neck and kissed him.

There was no room for two adult men in the driver's seat, so Tan Zheng took out one hand to adjust the seat back, and immediately put down the back of the driver's seat and crushed him under Ren Zhaoyuan's surprised eyes.

In just a few seconds, Ren Zhaoyuan didn't see how he came from the co-pilot unhindered at all.

Immediately afterwards, he lost his ability to think.

Alcohol is a catalyst for desire.

It is for Tan Zheng, and so is Ren Zhaoyuan, who accepts wine on his lips.

In the upper and lower positions, there is a person's weight pressing down, and the response is so straightforward that there is nowhere to hide, and it becomes more and more enthusiastic as the rubbing squeezes.

It wasn't until the broad hand that was rubbing against the waist became stronger and stronger, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction, Ren Zhaoyuan held his wrist through his clothes to stop him: "Tan Zheng..."

Tan Zheng made sporadic dissatisfied sounds in his throat, but his hand was held by Ren Zhaoyuan and he didn't move, he only kissed him from the collarbone to the side of the neck.

"I bought what you ordered when I went out."

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his neck, his Adam's apple trembled and rolled under the delicate kiss: "Well..."

"I haven't used it before," Tan Zheng kissed the pinna of the ear along the well-defined jaw, because the voice that was not clear with the ear studs was wrapped in thick heat, "Teacher Ren teach me, okay?"

The author has said:

Ding-Cue Card:

It is not safe to drive with one hand, and it is easy to fail to respond in case of emergencies.

We are all mature and sensible cute (chest out);

Don't learn from these two sticky little lovers (point and point);

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!