Dog Man

"Dog Man" you can touch and see

It was also the first time for the customers at this table to see Qiao Jiang's boyfriend. They clinked glasses with Yan Zhao one by one and said a lot of blessings. Yan Zhao's blood boiled and he never put down his glass.

Yan Zhao was sweating after a round of drinking. He took off his sweater and wore only a short-sleeved shirt underneath. The exposed arms had well-developed biceps and chest muscles that made the T-shirt bulge. He was holding a wine glass. His arms were bulging with several veins, and his palms were thick. They were wrapped around Qiao Jiang's waist, making her slim waist difficult to hold.

"Just one sip is enough. Do you insist on drinking it all?" Qiao Jiang frowned at him.

Yan Zhao was just too happy. He didn't explain. He just rubbed his hot face against her neck. Qiao Jiang poked his face with her index finger and said, "Go home."

"Sit for a while." He felt a little dizzy. Leaning on her shoulder, staring at the dishes on the table, she swallowed, "I haven't eaten yet."

Qiao Jiang had never served anyone else. Seeing that his blush reached his neck, she took the chopsticks and picked up a few pieces of meat. Put it in front of him: "Eat."

"Feed me." He didn't move.

Qiao Jiang glared at him, and Yan Zhao smiled and kissed her ear. Qiao Jiang poked his face away with her finger, and her tone contained a warning: "Be honest!"

"I'm drunk." Yan Zhao said confidently.

Qiao Jiang pinched his waist with one hand: "Get up and go home."

Yan Zhao had no choice but to pick up his chopsticks and take a few bites of meat. He said hello to the big boss and all the customers, and even shouted at the excited employees. After waving his hand, he slowly followed Qiao Jiang out. He put his down jacket on Qiao Jiang. After putting on his sweater, he put his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly. He had just left the banquet. In the hall, he couldn't wait to hook Qiao Jiang's chin and kiss her lips.

"I'll go home later and wear this." His ears were red and his voice was slightly drunk, "It looks good."

Qiao Jiang: "..."

"Have you forgotten that you can't get hard when you're drunk ? ." She pressed the elevator button and crossed her arms.

Yan Zhao leaned on her shoulder and laughed: "I was just too sleepy that day and fell asleep. I can..." His voice became smaller and smaller, and he almost whispered against her ear, "You touch it and see, I am now "Hard."

Qiao Jiang: "..."

When the elevator arrived, she entered first, and Yan Zhao followed her in. There was only one waiter inside. Yan Zhao hugged Qiao Jiang from behind and pressed his hot face against her neck. Ask her what perfume she is wearing today, it smells so good.

He talked a lot when he was drunk. Qiao Jiang took a deep breath, resisted the urge to throw him into the elevator, and poked him in the face again: "Shut up."

The elevator stopped and opened on the first floor, and there was a big man standing outside the door. The Taiwan boss and Rong Yan were both stunned when they saw Qiao Jiang. It was the first time that the Tai boss saw Qiao Jiang being so ambiguous with a man, while Rong Yan saw Yan Zhao holding Qiao Jiang in his arms. The man was only wearing a black suit. The sweater looked like he had been drinking. His face, neck, ears were red, and even his eyes were red.

"Hey, Mr. Qiao." The CEO of Datai broke the atmosphere first and smiled at Qiao Jiang, "Have you drank a lot?"

"Yes." Qiao Jiang did not push the man who hugged her away, but smiled at the CEO of Datai. He said, "I drank too much and was getting ready to go home."

"Boyfriend?" the CEO of Datai looked at Yan Zhao and asked.

"Yeah." Qiao Jiang glanced at Rong Yan. Rong Yan had been staring at Yan Zhao. Hearing this, he looked at Qiao Jiang in surprise, and met Qiao Jiang's calm gaze.

She lowered her head and looked away helplessly and uneasily.

"Let's go first." Qiao Jiang walked out of Yan Zhao's arms. He walked slowly after drinking. She just took a step out, put her hands behind her back, and pulled him out of the elevator.

Yan Zhao lowered his head and looked at the little hand holding him tightly, the smile on his face getting bigger little by little.

Walking to the hotel lobby, Qiao Jiang saw that he was smiling like a fool and couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you sad?"

"What?"

"Rong Yan." Qiao Jiang raised her eyebrows, indicating that she already knew the woman at the elevator door just now It’s Rong Yan.

"No." Yan Zhao raised the hands they were holding and smiled so much that he showed his white teeth, "I feel very happy when you hold my hand."

Qiao Jiang: "..."