Love you, never separate

He Qing's hand on Zhou Li's waist is slightly tightened. At this time, he has been pushed against the window by Zhou Li, and his action is also a bit reverie.

At this time, it was the red light. From He Qing's point of view, he couldn't see the driver's expression in front of him, and he didn't dare to see it. No matter what they did or didn't do in the back, if they just listened to the gasp, it was easy to be misunderstood.

He Qing was a little lucky that it was evening and he couldn't see the scene inside the car from the outside. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would want to perform a jump on the spot and run away.

There was another person in the driver's seat. He Qing felt embarrassed. He reached out to separate Zhou Li's face, pushed Zhou Li away a little, and held Zhou Li's head to prevent Zhou Li from moving.

Although Zhou Li was not very honest when he was drunk, his words were surprisingly few. He Qing pushed him away so hard. He just grunted twice with dissatisfaction, and there was nothing more to say.

He Qing fixed Zhou Liquan and sighed, praying that the car would be faster and faster.

The car soon arrived downstairs. The driver got out of the car and handed the key to He Qing. Looking at He Qing who was struggling to support Zhou Li, he was stunned for a while. Then he pointed to Zhou Li and asked, "do you want to help me?"

"No, thank you." He Qing pulled Zhou Li's hand to his shoulder, encircled Zhou Li's waist, supported Zhou Li with himself, and said to the driver.

The man took a look at He Qing, nodded, then turned and ran. He was going to catch up with the next order.

Zhou Liquan's weight is basically on He Qing's body, heavier than usual, especially his head. He Qing doubts whether Zhou Li has poured wine into his mind.

He helped Zhou Li to the elevator. According to the impression that Zhou Li brought him yesterday, he pressed the 16th floor and found their door.

Zhou Li gave him a spare key yesterday. He chained the key with all the keys he had used before and put them together in his schoolbag.

He grabbed Zhou Lida's hand on his shoulder with one hand, reached behind him with the other hand, took out the key in the small bag behind the schoolbag, and opened the door.

He dragged Zhou Li into the bedroom and slowly put it on the bed. He still felt that Zhou Li had a strong aftereffect on the wine. He walked steadily when he pulled him into the car before, but now he was paralyzed when he got out of the car.

He carefully took off Zhou Li's shoes, moved Zhou Li's legs to the bed, untied Zhou Li's tie, which was already loose and had become a decoration, and put it aside. He picked up the blanket to wrap Zhou Li's whole body around to prevent him from rolling around.

After that, he went out to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of wake-up Soup for him. It was his first time to use this kitchen. He couldn't use some things and couldn't find all the materials, so he lingered for a long time.

When he came back to the bedroom with the sobering soup, Zhou Li was awake, lying on the bed, looking at him with big eyes.

Zhou Li's body is still tightly wrapped in the blanket, and the whole person is like a silkworm baby. At this time, a pair of dark eyes are staring at He Qing tightly, and there is a trace of confusion in it. He Qing actually reads the word "lovely" from Zhou Li.

He Qing stood still at the door with the sobering soup, quietly looking at Zhou Li.

Zhou Li stares at He Qing for a while, and his lips move slightly. Just when he Qing thinks he wants to say something, he purses his lips for a while, and finally opens his mouth to make a long burp.

He Qing can't help laughing and walks in. He regrets that he didn't record the scene with his mobile phone. When Zhou Li wakes up, let him have a look. It should be funny to see Zhou Li's embarrassed expression.

He Qing did it by the bed and stirred the soup with a spoon. He tried the temperature, but it was not very hot. He put the soup by the bed first and rescued Zhou Li from the thin blanket.

He raised Zhou Li's upper body and put a pillow at the head of the bed to let him lean up. When he did this, Zhou Li didn't react at all, just looked at his face quietly.

At the moment, Zhou Li is like a good baby, which makes he Qing have the illusion of waiting on his children. He can't help laughing, reaches out his hand and pats Zhou Li's hair gently, "that's good."

He picked up the soup, scooped it, blew it, and handed it to Zhou Li's lips. Zhou Li didn't open his mouth, but still looked at He Qing.

"Sober up soup, drink more comfortable." He Qing still holds the spoon and says.

Zhou Li still did not open his mouth, just looked at He Qing and slowly said, "am I good?" There was a little grievance in the tone.

He Qing thinks that Zhou Li is very good when he is drunk. He doesn't make any noise. He can do whatever he wants. He is very obedient. He is better than... When he is awake.

"You are the best. After drinking this, you are the best child, OK?" He Qing said softly to Zhou Li like coaxing children.

Zhou Li listened to what he Qing said, and sure enough, he opened his mouth and drank what was in the spoon. He Qing laughed and continued to feed one spoon at a time.

I don't know why, he felt that Zhou Li was in a hurry. After a while, the soup went down half a bowl.

He Qing felt that this was enough, so he put the spoon back into the bowl and took a paper towel to wipe Zhou Li's mouth.

Zhou Li can't wait to hold he Qing's wrist, and is about to pull to the bed. He Qing is still holding a small bowl of soup in his hand, because Zhou Li's sudden action almost spilled.

He was surprised, "wait, wait, the soup is going to spill!" He held his knee against the edge of the bed and stabilized himself.

Zhou Li understood he Qing's words and relaxed his strength, but he didn't let go.

He Qing put the bowl on the table next to him. As soon as he got rid of the bowl, he was pulled down to the bed by a strong force.

He Qing directly hit the bed and bounced up and down on the soft mattress. Fortunately, the mattress was soft, otherwise he would have been hit hard.

All of a sudden, he didn't react, Zhou Li sat on him, his eyes widened, looking at Zhou Li sitting on his waist, and he was still a little dizzy.

No, is his hangover soup so effective? Wake up in a minute? That's not right!

Zhou Li leaned down to He Qing's ear, and his warm breath sprayed on He Qing's ear. He Qing's ear tips quickly turned red, and his body was shaking gently.

"I finished the soup, isn't it the best one?" Zhou Li in He Qing's ear, gently asked, there are still some vague mouth, even bite He Qing's ear.

"Is..." he Qing whole body a shudder, the whole body all shook twice, he big mouth big mouth of inhale a few breath, just the response way of shudder.

Zhou Li listened to He Qing's words, and the whole person pressed his body on He Qing.