Chapter 432 Song Jing is the only one who can make Shiyan unstoppable
"What's going on between the leader and the employees?"
"It's better to have a sense of distance to facilitate management." Zhong Shen smiled in apology.
"That makes sense. Then did I do anything strange when I was drunk?"
"Something strange?" This question was really about Zhong Shen, and he was not at the scene. How could he know what kind of virtue Song Yan would be when he was drunk?
"Yeah. I'm not a good drinker. When I'm drunk, I'm prone to making noises, hitting people, and even grabbing people for sex." Song Jing said while glancing at Shi Yan out of the corner of his eye.
Shi Yan was sitting next to him, looking like the mountain was collapsing in front of him without changing his expression. In fact, some people were panicking inside, fearing that the scene where Song Jing was drunk last night was after the kiss.
What's wrong with Zhong Shen? He was so clever before. Don't you know how much Song Jing remembers about being drunk last night?
Ants were crawling in Shi Yan's heart, and he wished he could have his soul penetrated by bell ginseng.
"Oh, that's what you're talking about. After you got drunk last night, you were just... okay?" Zhong Shen said while observing their man's expression and reaction, but the expression on their man's face had never been the same.
Without a big name, he could only speak tentatively while trying to figure out what should be said and what should not be said.
"You were very quiet last night after you were drunk. You were almost asleep when I sent you back."
Make it up, keep making it up, let me see what else you can make up!
Song Jing took a strong dose of medicine, "Then where did I hit myself after I was drunk last night?"
How the hell did I know this!
The two of you were locked in a room, not even using the three-in-one ultra-thin experience that I carefully prepared, and you even made me lose half a million!
Zhong Shen roared crazily in her heart, but she had to be careful on her face, "Why do you ask that?"
"I woke up this morning with a split lip."
Zhong Shen stared and twisted his neck to look at Song Jing's lips. Sure enough, there was a wound.
Ahem! A wound like this shouldn’t be that simple, right?
It turns out that their man is not completely a saint. This bit the little girl’s lip.
Damn it! He kissed me so hard, why didn't he use the three-in-one method? Then he could make a fortune.
Holding the regret that he almost won money but lost half a million in the end, Zhong Shen decided to let their man make it up by himself, "Then I don't know. You had a late-night snack with Shengzi,
The Holy Son should know. Right, Holy Son."
"Holy Son?" Song Jing turned to look at Shi Yan.
Shi Yan really wanted to kick Zhong Shen out of the car at this moment, "Yes. You hit the edge of the table while drinking."
Song Jing raised his eyebrows, "The corner of the Holy Son's mouth was also a little broken, did he hit the edge of the table?"
"Yes." Shi Yan's scalp was numb, and he could only continue to braid, "I went to help you, but you didn't cooperate, so I hit you."
"Oh, that's it." Song Jingding nodded, "That's really embarrassing. I was washing up this morning and saw the wound on my mouth, and thought it was a dream that came into reality."
"Dream?"
"Yeah. I had a dream last night. I dreamed that I was being chased and bitten by a mad dog." Song Jing turned back and said, "I looked everywhere for a stick to kill the mad dog, but I couldn't find it."
Mad dog = timely feast.
Shi Yan: "..." Fortunately she didn't find it, otherwise the two of them would have had a fight last night?
But this matter should be considered a fool at least, right?
Although Song Jing didn't seem to believe it, it at least proved that she really didn't remember the kiss.
Shi Yan felt relieved and let out a long breath slowly and silently, then heard Song Jing continue to speak.
"My lower back also hurt when I woke up this morning, and there are still red marks on it now."
"..." Shi Yan choked on his breath before he could finish breathing.
When the two of them were getting close last night, he inevitably lost control and lost control later on. Although he didn't make it to the last step, his hands were really not honest when they kissed, and the force on his hands was not light or heavy.
In addition to Song Jing's waist, he pinched many other places, so Song Jing also felt pain in other places?
this……
When Song Jing looked at the banquet, his expression froze and his body tensed up. He sneered coldly in his heart and then said, "It must have been caused by hitting the table, right?"
Zhong Shen, the passenger in the passenger seat, widened his eyes and swallowed hard. Is he allowed to listen to such words without paying?
"Cough!" Shi Yan coughed warningly.
Zhong Shen made a serious face, took out his earphones and connected them to Bluetooth music, and pretended to say to the driver, "Concentrate on driving and put on your earphones."
His subordinates quickly put on their headphones as well.
The two of them were afraid that their son would slap their ears, so they very wisely turned up the music to the maximum volume. Their brains were shocked by the DJ music, and they were almost sent away on the spot.
Shi Yan touched his nose in embarrassment before answering Song Jing's question, "It should have happened at that time."
"His chest was also hit?"
"Cough! Cough!" Shi Yan choked on his saliva.
Fortunately, the two people in the front seat had put on their headphones and couldn't hear anything.
Song Jing was still minding his own business and said, "I remember that the table in the suite you live in is a high table and the stools are high stools. How come I hit my chest when I sit on it and drink?"
"You almost fell down later, it must have been at that time." Shi Yan's ears turned red, and he cursed himself as a beast in his heart.
"That's strange." Song Jing frowned, "I checked it this morning, and the red marks left looked like finger prints."
Shi Yan: "..." How hard did he use last night?
"I thought it was the Holy Son who took advantage of me when I was drunk, but it turned out that I misunderstood." Song Jing smiled, "The Holy Son is quite a gentleman."
At that time, the hypocritical gentleman was really a beast. He felt guilty after being praised for his feast, and felt like sitting on pins and needles.
Seeing that he was done teasing, Song Jing finally turned his head and looked out the car window.
We have business today, so let’s leave this bastard alone for now.
The car finally arrived at Youjia Auction House, but they went not to the front door, but to the back door.
Entering through the back door of Youjia Auction House is a huge animal farm. There are many iron cages built in the animal farm, and all the wild animals that have not yet been tamed are locked inside.
The manager of the auction house was responsible for receiving them. When he saw them coming with the fire lion, he immediately greeted them enthusiastically.
"The Holy Son is here to make our auction house shine!"