Cold wives should also be pampered slowly

Chapter 196 Excuse me, is Qin Huan here? (Part [-])
It has to be said that Chu Zimo's craftsmanship is better than that of the logistics chef.

Everyone had a great meal, but Liu Haoran sat aside a little disappointed, his gaze wandering over Xiao Qiang and Chu Zimo from time to time.

Luo Zhigang was so clear in his heart, his eyes darkened, and he took the white wine on the coffee table.

A glass of wine was filled and handed to Liu Haoran: "Come on, Haoran, have a drink with me."

Because members of the Falcon team are not allowed to drink alcohol except during holidays, and both Xiao Qiang and Chu Zimo are still seriously ill.At this time, the only one who can drink with him is military doctor Liu Haoran.

"Luo Tuan, I, I can't drink."

I remember when he was graduating from university, he had a dinner party with his classmates. After he got drunk, he made a lot of fools.But at that time, Xiao Qiang wasn't married yet, and didn't have a boyfriend, even if he really said something that shouldn't be said, no one would care.

It's different now, he has liked the woman for so many years, got married, and has a husband.

How dare he drink in front of them.

"Hey, it's okay, a few drinks will be fine."

Unable to stop, Liu Haoran had no choice but to pick up the wine glass in front of him and drink it down in one gulp.

Xu Shi was a little anxious after drinking, and for a while, the spicy smell of wine stuck in his throat, and he couldn't go up or down.

He was about to burst into tears.

"Cough...cough..."

"Quick, eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

Zhang Jun, who was sitting next to Liu Haoran, picked it up and put it in the small dish in front of Li Haoran.

Seeing this, the others also clamored.

"Come, come, eat, eat, the captain's husband's craftsmanship is comparable to that of a chef in a five-star hotel."

At the end of the meal, Li Haoran was the only one who got drunk.

"Well, Chu Zimo, let me tell you, you have to treat Xiao Qiang well... treat Xiao Qiang well, otherwise, otherwise..."

Boom, Liu Haoran's drunken body fell asleep directly on the sofa behind him.

The drunken words made Xiao Qiang subconsciously look at Chu Zimo, seeing that his expression was as usual, there was nothing different, and she was relieved immediately.

At 11:30 in the evening, Chu Zimo cleaned Xiao Qiang's dormitory again.

The kitchen was also reorganized and cleaned.

When he walked out of the kitchen, Xiao Qiang had already fallen asleep leaning on the sofa.

I couldn't help but soften my heart, it would be great if my life could be like this in the future.

It was late at night, Xiao Qiang's bed was too small, Chu Zimo put Xiao Qiang on the bed, covered the quilt, and then carefully tucked the corners of the quilt.

Turning around and walking into the bathroom, he was wearing Luo Zhigang's clothes, and the trousers were obviously too short.

However, the jacket was very loose. After being exposed to the rain for so long last night, his body was already unbearably uncomfortable.

The bathroom in the dormitory has only a simple shower head.

Chu Zimo took off his clothes and stood under the shower. The warm water flowed down his delicate neck, across his abdominal muscles, and finally disappeared into the mysterious jungle.

In the capital, at one o'clock in the morning, ordinary people have already fallen asleep.

But the crowd in the nightlife has only just begun to move.

In the Royal Night Club, in a box on the fourth floor.

Today is the 25th birthday of Shen Mingyu, the young master of the Shen family in Beijing. A group of friends came here from various cities to celebrate his good brother.

There are also a few who came here from abroad, which shows that Shen Mingyu's popularity is very good.

The most important thing is that Shen Mingyu is gentle, kind and reasonable.

In the box that can accommodate 30 people, there are almost a dozen people sitting.

"Come on, Mingyu, let's give you a toast, wish you a happy birthday, get out of singles as soon as possible!"

"Oh, come on!"

"Happy birthday!"

Under the flickering colorful lights, the red wine glasses filled with blood red made a crisp collision sound.

Dozens of people raised their glasses and drank it all. Shen Mingyu licked his sexy red lips and smiled.

"I will get out of the order."

A few days ago, he had been abroad, but he left a deep impression on the woman he had only met once.

It's clearly a pair of eyes without emotion, but it can make him tremble.

The reason why I chose to celebrate my birthday at the Royal Night Club this time is largely because of that person.

I don't know if she went to work today.

With a thought, my hand unconsciously rang the beeper on the wall.

Soon, the manager of the public relations department stepped on thirteen-centimeter crystal high heels, twisted his waist like a water snake, and put on heavy makeup.

With a flattering smile on his face: "Hi, gentlemen, what can I do?"

The strong perfume on the manager of the public relations department hit his face.

It made Shen Mingyu's face turn a little disgusted, but he thought of the purpose of calling her here.

Only then did he get up, and with a slender height and a decent custom-made suit, he walked steadily in front of the PR manager step by step.

"Has Qin Huan come to work today?"

The PR manager was taken aback, and looked up at the handsome man in front of him in surprise.

Carelessly said: "Qin Huan is gone."

Shen Mingyu was startled, and hurriedly grabbed the PR manager's wrist.

"Gone? When did you leave?"

The PR manager's face turned pale. Shen Mingyu's grip was too tight, and her complexion changed in pain.But he didn't dare to open his mouth to say that it hurts, so he could only endure it, his teeth trembling a bit: "Let's go, it's been more than a month."

Shen Mingyu let go of the public relations manager's hand in a daze. Under the light, one could vaguely see that the place Shen Mingyu had held was glowing red.

"Do you have Qin Huan's contact information?"

The PR manager shook his head: "When Qin Huan was working here, he rarely communicated with his colleagues, let alone his cell phone number, and even left without telling anyone."

Shen Mingyu murmured to himself, then waved his hand a little disappointed.

"You go, it's okay."

The PR manager turned around and left the box as if he was amnesty.

Sticking it on the wall outside the box, he gasped for a few breaths.

He said to himself: "Who is it! It's just a Qin Huan, does it need so many people to worry about it?"

It turned out that apart from Shen Mingyu, there was another man who also came to see Qin Huan a few days ago, but he looked much younger than Shen Mingyu.

How could she have imagined that such a young talent as Shen Mingyu would be interested in Qin Huan, who wanted to look good but didn't want to have a figure?

Before the PR manager came back to his senses, there was a burst of heat in his ears, and then Lu Mingfei's cold voice came.

"What did you say just now?"

The PR manager turned around abruptly, looked at Lu Mingfei who was standing beside him, and hurriedly took a few steps back in fright.

"Lu, Mr. Lu..."

"Say what you just said, and say it again."

He just came out of the box next door when he heard Qin Huan's name, and his heart trembled.

When I looked over, I realized that the person was not Qin Huan.

"Lu, Mr. Lu, I didn't say anything, it's like this, Mr. Shen from Room 406, called me over, and asked if Qin Huan was there!"

Lu Mingfei's eyes froze, Mr. Shen?Is it Shen Mingyu who has the same name as his younger brother?
Thinking of Qin Huan, I couldn't help feeling agitated.

He waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, let's go, don't let me hear you chewing your tongue in the future, or you will pull out your tongue..."

(End of this chapter)