To lure you into the game, Professor Su is cold and flirtatious

Chapter 128 Teacher Su Is Drunk
Before that, however, there is one more thing to settle.

Song Qiao rolled her eyes and said seriously: "Lingling, you must really want to see Teacher Su now and make up for him. Don't worry, I will go with you tomorrow."

If this matter is not resolved, Ding Lingling may not be able to focus on her work, and Song Qiao has decided to risk her life to accompany the gentleman.

Ding Lingling didn't expect Song Qiao to say such a thing. She was stunned at first, then moved. After being moved, she calmed down again. I'm afraid Song Qiao couldn't get her hands on this matter, so Ding Lingling forced a smile, but said seriously .

"Song Qiao, I know you are doing it for my own good, but this matter is a family matter between our family and the Su family. I have to go by myself, and... Teacher Su may not want others to know."

Song Qiao hadn't thought of this yet, but now that she heard what Ding Lingling said, she also came to her senses, nodded and said, "I didn't think carefully, you're right, Teacher Su doesn't necessarily want others to know, but you want to Know, I am always on your side, and I will support you!"

Ding Lingling was so moved that she burst into tears: "Song Qiao..."

Song Qiao joked and said, "Don't cry, you cry like a cat, I don't have an ugly girlfriend like you." After finishing speaking, she hugged her in her arms to comfort her, but her heart kept sinking .

I hope to reach an agreement with Su Zhiqiu as soon as possible. If this matter is not resolved, it may not be easy to get Ding Lingling to work.

Song Qiao felt helpless... When will the rain be over?

A car slowly stopped in front of the gate of Su's house, and the driver looked back at the two people in the back row.

The man was drunk, but the woman was still sober, but those eyes... looked a little hazy, and the whole car smelled of alcohol. If it weren't for this lady's generosity, he wouldn't want to drive two drunkards.

At this time, the driver on behalf of the driver asked carefully: "Miss, the place is here, please see if it is here."

Hearing this, Zhang Qinghuan reluctantly moved his eyes away from Su Zhiqiu who was resting with his eyes closed, and then glanced outside, making sure that he was outside Su's house.

"Yes, it's here."

As she spoke, she rummaged through Su Zhiqiu's pockets, inevitably some physical contact made Zhang Qinghuan's face turn red, she had never been so close to Su Zhiqiu before.

Teacher Su has always been aloof, and she usually doesn't even look at her. Even when she and Meng Yiye went to school to find Su Zhiqiu last time, the other party didn't recognize her, but... so what?
Today, all this will be rewritten!

Thinking of this, Zhang Qinghuan couldn't wait any longer, quickly took out the key, got out of the car and opened the door of Su's house, and then said to the substitute driver.

"You pull the car in and you can go."

The driver nodded when he saw this. He thought the two were a couple, so he had no other thoughts. He drove the car into the yard and got out of the car.

Zhang Qinghuan happily gave the money, and even gave an extra tip. The driver was very happy. Even if he went out to take a taxi later, he would still have some money left over from the tip, which is really generous.

Zhang Qinghuan tried it, but he couldn't pull Su Zhiqiu at all, finally compromised, asked the driver to help, and the two of them helped Su Zhiqiu, who was unconscious from drunk, to the living room of the villa.

The light in the living room was turned on, and the room was in a mess.

Zhang Qinghuan came in for the first time, and was very surprised by such a scene. Teacher Su doesn't seem to be such a careless person. Why is this house so messy?
Even the driver next to him was a little surprised. The house was big and tasteful, but the room was too messy. Thinking of this, the driver couldn't help but glance at Zhang Qinghuan, who had the same reaction as himself, and doubted the other party's identity.

Zhang Qinghuan also noticed the driver's eyes. The cold wind blowing just now made her wake up a lot. She glanced at Su Zhiqiu who was lying on the sofa. Zhang Qinghuan cleared her throat and smiled at the driver.

"Sir, you can go first. It's too late to take a taxi. It's better not to delay your work. I will take good care of my boyfriend. Thank you today."

Hearing what she said, the driver felt a little embarrassed, and was really in a hurry to go home, so he nodded and left.

Zhang Qinghuan kept sending the person to the door, watched the person leave Su's house, then closed the door, and returned to the living room of Su's house.

Under the light of the living room, Su Zhiqiu's drunken face was still so handsome, the usual aloof and alienated, Su Zhiqiu looked more attractive at this time.

Zhang Qinghuan took a deep breath, his heart was pounding, but he walked directly towards the sofa, and slowly squatted beside Su Zhiqiu, staring at the frowning man with burning eyes.

Suddenly, she stretched out her light white fingers and pressed them directly between Su Zhiqiu's brows. Zhang Qing smiled happily and said softly.

"Zhiqiu, I didn't expect that Ding Lingling to have a great influence on you. Isn't it just a breakup? You even have to go to the bar to get drunk, but... it's cheaper for me and saves me from worrying about it. Zhiqiu, this But the opportunity you created for me, when you wake up, don't blame me."

After Zhang Qinghuan finished speaking, a coquettish smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he bent down, put Su Zhiqiu's arm on his shoulder, and helped him up from the sofa with great effort.

No matter how thin Su Zhiqiu was, he was still a big man. In addition, he was still so tall. At this time, his entire upper body was draped on Zhang Qinghuan's body, and Zhang Qinghuan was almost overwhelmed.

Glancing at the stairs, Zhang Qinghuan forced a smile, gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Su, you must not let me down today."

As he said that, step by step, he directly helped the person to the stairs, and moved upstairs with difficulty.

"call--"

When Zhang Qinghuan helped Su Zhiqiu to the door of the bedroom on the second floor, he was already covered in sweat and still panting heavily.

Opening the bedroom door, looking at the completely cold decoration inside, Zhang Qinghuan curled her lips, and said with some disgust: "No wonder it looks cold, but the decoration is also like this. When I become the mistress of this Su residence, I must Make a good change, the decoration of the living room is not good, too plain..."

There were countless thoughts in Zhang Qinghuan's mind, and he was muttering them, but his pace was even faster.

With a "bang", Zhang Qinghuan threw Su Zhiqiu directly on the bed, and sat down on the edge of the bed too tired.

"I'm exhausted. It's really heavy. You can't drink anymore, Mr. Su."

Zhang Qinghuan was talking to himself, and he didn't notice that Su Zhiqiu, who was thrown on the bed by her, was slowly opening his eyes at this time, and his thick, curled and long eyelashes blinked slightly at this time, like a bird suffering from a wound. The startled butterfly is flapping its wings.

Su Zhiqiu frowned tightly, with a painful expression on his face, he raised his hand to support his head.

(End of this chapter)