Nangong Ran turned his head, raised an eyebrow, and said with a hint of exasperation, "Ah, I’m all dizzy, and I still need soone to take ho. Xuanxuan, you haven’t drunk much, right? You can just take my third brother ho."
Having said that, Nangong Ran bobbed and weaved away adorably. Watching her bouncy departure, Di Jinxuan seriously considered dropping dead.
Damn it, nearly twenty years old and still bouncing around so cheerfully!
When Nangong Jin heard this, he, of course, felt very pleased, and couldn’t help but raise his head drunkenly, blinking blankly, looking completely intoxicated, "It’s over, are we going ho now?"
By now, people were gradually leaving, and only he and Di Jinxuan were still sitting there.
"Yeah," Di Jinxuan nodded, "Everyone’s left. We’re getting ready to go ho. Are you... okay?"
That question was actually sowhat redundant; clearly, he’d drunk so much, how could he possibly be okay?
"I’m a bit dizzy," Nangong Jin took Di Jinxuan’s words as a cue to feign weakness and pretend to be drunk, rubbing his temple with one hand.
Di Jinxuan frowned slightly and finally said, "Then, I’ll take you ho. Let’s go."
She got ready to leave, but Nangong Jin ’couldn’t get up.’
"I can’t, my head is so dizzy, I can’t move."
Nangong Jin made an effort to get up but then acted as if he could fall down at any mont, beckoning for soone to help him.
"Oh," Di Jinxuan hurriedly nodded and really went forward to support him.
"You’re really good, wife," Nangong Jin naturally leaned on Di Jinxuan, wrapping his arms around her waist, and she hugged his waist too.
"Stop talking nonsense, and rest well when we get back."
Di Jinxuan hugged him but was cautious not to touch his wounds, unsure how much force to use. She simply carried his arm.
Seeing her struggling a bit, Nangong Jin felt sowhat guilty and adjusted his force so as not to put all his weight on her.
But he still had to make his drunken act sowhat believable, so he kept a little weight on her.
Di Jinxuan had no choice but to wave over a bodyguard, "You, carry young master Jin and take him ho."
"Yes," the bodyguard nodded respectfully.
However, Nangong Jin clung to Di Jinxuan and absolutely refused to let go, "I don’t want anyone else, I just want my wife to take . Only my wife can take . If anyone tries to touch , I won’t let it go."
The bodyguards, a bit intimidated by Nangong Jin, looked at each other awkwardly.
The troubled bodyguard looked at Di Jinxuan, "Miss, what do you think..."
Di Jinxuan, headache-ridden and looking at his intoxicated eyes and flushed cheeks, finally said, "Stop making trouble, I’ll take you; I’ll take you."
"Okay." Nangong Jin then nodded in satisfaction, brought his lips close to her face, and kissed her cheek, "Wife, you’re really amazing."
Di Jinxuan blushed and couldn’t help saying, "Ah, Jin brother, stop ssing around; behave, let’s go ho."
Nangong Jin ’obediently’ nodded "I’ll listen to you."
Di Jinxuan led Nangong Jin out of the hall and was panting by the ti they reached the parking lot.
Damn, he was really heavy.
The bodyguard followed behind, and this guy stubbornly wouldn’t let anyone else touch him, truly irritating her.
Finally, she managed to fling him into the back seat, nearly collapsing from exhaustion.
Unexpectedly, just as she had thrown him in, he grabbed her hand and pulled her in with the montum, causing her, caught off guard, to awkwardly fall on top of him.
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