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Several people gathered together to discuss.

"What's the situation? It's like being still on the phone. If I didn't look at him with his eyes open, I would think he was asleep." Jazz yawned and looked tired.

"It is estimated that he is intoxicated." Yan ruoxiao whispered.

Shu Weiyi also felt that the scene was not generally complex. He could only look at Jian boyao for help: "what should I do? Find someone to send him back."

Jian boyao agreed with the idea and nodded, "HMM."

"His cell phone is dead. We can't open it. Who knows his home phone."

Jazz, who is responsible for making calls, collapsed.

"I know." Shu Weiyi raised his hand, and Jane boyao's threatening eyes immediately shook over.

"Well, what? God bless called me before and I saved it, but I'm useless. My mobile phone is still talking. What can I do?"

"It seems that up to now, you can only ask Vivian to help." Yan ruoxiao calls with jazz's mobile phone.

Jazz opened his eyes in shock: "I'll go. When did you take it?"

The phone was quickly connected. Vivian on the opposite side obviously slept, and his voice was refreshing.

"Hey, jazz? Don't tell me you can't come back when you're drunk. I'll laugh at you."

"It's me, I'm Xiaoxiao." Yan ruoxiao was nervous, like an underground contact: "Ji Kairui was drunk. Do you know his home number? I'll find someone to pick him up."

The other side was silent for a while and nodded, "OK, I'll let Uncle Chen pick him up."

When the phone hung up, everyone was tired for a while.

Jane boyao thought they were having a good time. Now it's getting late. She directly hung up the phone to Shu Weiyi and walked over to pat Ji Kairui.

Ji Kairui's original soft look, looking at the hung up mobile phone, a cold color flashed on his face.

Jian boyao's actions seemed unheard of.

"Let's go back first. You can watch him here." Bai Shaoqing took this opportunity to hug Yan ruoxiao and go home to live a happy life.

Although Shu Weiyi is worried that Jian Qianyu won't see them unhappy, he can't leave Ji Kairui here.

Jazz saw her worry and offered to watch here and let them go home.

When assistant Jian boyao called, Shu Weiyi had to leave.

After a while, only jazz and Ji Kairui were left in the room.

It's usually tit for tat to get along with your rival alone.

Alone with a drunken rival

Jazz wants to leave him here and slap his ass.

But conscience did not let him leave and waited patiently for half an hour.

He also drank a lot and leaned back on the sofa sleepy.

The door of the room was opened and a lot of people rushed in.

Jazz opens his eyes and sees only the familiar Ji Tianyou.

"You're here at last. Bye."

Jazz stood up and left, feeling a sense of liberation.

As a result, a shadow stopped him, and he noticed that the other party was cold.

Ji Kairui glanced coldly at him.

Jazz was cold from head to foot. He resolutely stepped back and made a defensive posture.

"Why, do you want to compete with me?"

It's just like what happens when a romantic enemy meets. What gets drunk and what eats is fake.

"Boring." unexpectedly, Ji Kairui disdained.

"You... Don't think I won't beat you if you're drunk." Jazz withdrew his hand and said coldly.

Ji Kairui said insolently, "you are not allowed to go back."

"Ha? Why can't I go back when I go home?" monk Jazz couldn't figure it out.

"Because you like Wan'an."

"Yo, so I know." Jazz didn't know why he felt guilty for a moment, but he looked up in the twinkling of an eye: "I like who doesn't break the law, why can't I leave?"

"Because you live in same place." drunken Ji Kairui's narrowed hawk and Falcon eyes revealed danger.

Jazz laughed angrily, "we do live in the same place, but we are not a building, and I won't find a single woman in the middle of the night."

He deliberately clenched the word "single".

Ji Kairui hears the speech, picks up Ji Tianyou and leaves. At the same time, others also get out one after another, and the door of the room is locked.

Jazz has a black line.

He should have left him here just now.

No, maybe take a picture of him drunk and definitely help him make today's headlines tomorrow.

Although he had greeted Ji Kairui's ancestors for 18 generations, he really wouldn't care about an alcoholic.

Leaning on the sofa, he also felt his head faint and soon fell asleep.

He was shaken up this time. When he opened his eyes and saw Vivian's eager beauty, he was in a good mood in an instant.

"Ah, the warrior is happy to get the help of the beauty."

"Don't be poor, is there any injury?" Vivian looked up and down nervously.

The shame of being looked at by his sweetheart was too high. He stood up unnaturally and jumped a few times: "it's all right. Don't you think I'm good."

"Really good?" Vivian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, Ji Kairui just locked me here. Besides, I'm too sleepy, or I can go out myself."

"I... I didn't expect him to do that."

Vivian got a call from Chen Hai and hurried over.

Otherwise, jazz is afraid to sleep here all night.

"There's nothing to reason with a drunk man. Let's go back."

Jazz yawned indifferently and went out with her.

The next day.

The morning light broke through the clouds and sprinkled golden light all over the sky. The green bamboo on the French window quietly dropped dew for a moment. On the wide double bed, the quilt moved and sat up a beautiful man.

Ji Kairui rubbed his head. His head was dizzy, as if he had been beaten in the head.

He could vaguely remember that he was drinking last night.

Because the scene was too quiet, Bai Shaoqing suggested drinking to cheer up.

His drinking capacity is not low, but because he is in a bad mood, he greedy for a few more cups and broke directly in the back.

All he knows is that he is at home now.

There was a knock at the door.

Ji Kairui came in impatiently,

The servant came in and put the sobering soup on the table.

"Don't go. How did I get back last night?"

"Housekeeper Chen and the young master went to pick up Mr."

"Let Uncle Chen come over."

In the living room.

Ji Kairui nearly landed the quilt in his hand. He looked up at Chen Hai incredulously: "I shut jazz in the restaurant?"

"Yes, Mr. insisted on closing it, and left after closing it. No one is allowed to open the door." Chen Hai told the truth.

Ji Kairui put down his tea cup and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. His heart was complicated.