The more awkward the atmosphere was, the more Tang Rangrang couldn't help but find something to do.

She was not too hungry after eating. Gu Ye always firmly believed that Tang Tingting already had feelings for him, and Qi Yan always firmly slandered the situation.

Tang Rangrang unconsciously poured a glass of sake, covered his face with the wine glass, and drank it bit by bit.

After Gu Ye and Qi Yan finished discussing whether they were self-indulgent, Tang Rangrang had already sipped a whole cup.

Gu Ye looked at the recommended wine, but he didn't ask how much it was.

When Tang Rangrang drank it, he didn't feel spicy. Although it was a little bitter, it still had the fragrance of bamboo, which was quite unique.

She didn't feel uncomfortable while drinking, so she didn't pay attention to how much she had drunk.

She didn't even feel anything at the end of the dinner. When she got into the car, the car was covered in snow and ran swaying. Tang Rangrang felt dizzy.

The heater was turned on in the car and the windows were covered with a thin layer of mist.

Tang Rang Rang wrote and painted on the glass with his fingers.

The only thing she can draw is the fish, the simplest one, the fish outlined in one stroke.

So she enjoyed it and drew fish full of glass.

Through the fish's body, you can vaguely see the street lights outside the car, the yellow snow piles reflected under the street lights, and the deep and dark dry branches.

Tang Rangrang blinked, feeling the fish on the glass circling in front of his eyes.

The fish seemed to have swam, floating in the air, shaking their tails clumsy and slowly.

Tang Rang rang his head and slapped his forehead.

Qi Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist.

"I'm home soon, don't make trouble."

Tang Rang Rang tilted his head and looked at the wrist that was being grabbed by Qi Yan, then slowly leaned over and kissed Qi Yan's finger.

Qi Yan's forearm shook slightly, and his eyes looked at Tang Rangrang.

Tang Rang Rang bent his eyes, licked his lower lip, and then leaned over to kiss his second finger.

Although Qi Yan was surprised, he did not avoid it.

Tang Rangrang was serious and kissed each of Qi Yan's fingers before his eyes moved to his arm with satisfaction.

Qi Yan's Adam's apple moved slightly and whispered: "Give me?"

"Here!"

Tang Rang made his eyes red, and his face turned red as if he had just come out of the sauna.

Qi Yan thought for a moment, and he remembered that Tang Ranglang had a glass of sake at most.

He and Gu Ye drank more, but they didn't think it was a big deal.

It is lighter to sake. Although it is not very exciting, it is difficult to get drunk.

Tang Rangrang's alcohol tolerance is so bad?

Qi Yan was thinking to himself, and Tang Rangrang had already kissed him along his forearm.

Qi Yan was still wearing a sweater, and his lips were grinding against the surface of the sweater, which was probably very uncomfortable, so Tang Rang also frowned when he kissed.

Qi Yan whispered and comforted: "Okay, let's go, you're drunk."

Tang Rangjun shook his head stubbornly: "Of course I don't, I'm very energetic."

She turned over in the back seat, knelt on one knee, and rushed to Qi Yan, then licked him against his neck.

Qi Yan felt a sensation of dampness and heat in his skin, and then it was slightly cooler.

He quickly pressed Tang Rangrang: "Don't, go home and do it."

According to Tang Rang Rang's attitude, he had the intention of kissing him all over his body.

In the past, Qi Yan has always been more proactive in this kind of thing.

Tang Rangrang blushed and shy, just enjoying it while being shy.

But unexpectedly, the drunk Tang Rangrang was so bold that he was in the car...

Tang Rangron held his arm and rubbed it into his arms.

"Qi Yan."

"Um."

"Qi Yan?"

"Does your stomach feel uncomfortable?" Qi Yan hugged her tightly, preventing her from touching her everywhere, for fear that she would actually take out the fire, and there would be a driver in front of her.

Tang Rangrang didn't answer Qi Yan's words at all, but smiled and reached out and touched his chin: "Why are you so beautiful, Qi Yan? You said you are smart and beautiful, how can you let others live?"

Qi Yan pinched her fingers and rubbed them in his palms: "Who is not living well?"

Tang Rangrang sniffed, greedily smelled Qi Yan's body, and murmured: "You said if I were a man, then when I met you, I would probably be depressed, and I would be shrouded in your halo all day long."

Qi Yan smiled helplessly: "Luckily you are not a man."

Tang Rangrang sighed: "If I were a man, we would be good friends."

She said, kissing Qi Yan's lips.

Qi Yan couldn't bear to hide from her, and the sound of being kissed by her was shattered: "No...well... determined."

"Qi Yan, you are so nice."

"Well, you're fine, too."

......

Along the way, Qi Yan accompanied Tang Rangrang to have a simple and straightforward conversation.

After Tang Rangrang got drunk, he talked a lot, although she was not bored normally.

While talking to her, Qi Yan also wanted to prevent her from touching anything she shouldn't touch.

After finally getting home, Qi Yan simply picked up Tang Rangrang from the waist and took her home all the way.

He opened the door with difficulty, gently placed Tang Rangron on the bed, then helped her untied her clothes, took off her shoes, and touched her face.

When Tang Rangron touched the bed, he seemed to have instant support and didn't want to get up no matter what.

Qi Yan took a towel to wipe her face.

The clock started to report the time at this moment, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Qi Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fingers gently stroked Tang Rangrang's side face.

Tang Rang Rang was breathing deeply, his chest slumped, his eyes closed tightly, and he seemed to be about to fall asleep.

Qi Yan's eyes flashed, his fingers stopped, and he looked at her quietly for a few seconds.

Then he got up and walked around his study.

He took out a small exquisite box from the top drawer.

In the small box is the ring that has been idle for many years.

He stared at the ring for a few seconds before finally taking it out carefully and firmly and put it in his palm.

The ring is cold and bright.

Qi Yan still remembers that at the time, Tang Rangrang rejected his appearance in the apartment.

Time is not long, and the past is vivid in my mind.

Qi Yan shook his mind, clenched his fingers, took a deep breath, and returned to the bedroom.

Tang Rangrang had probably entered a shallow sleep, lying obediently on his side, holding the pillow in both hands, his thick eyelashes remained motionless, and his round face was also pressed out of a bag.

Qi Yan sat down next to her, looked at Tang Rangrang's sleeping face, and then looked down at the ring in his hand.

He pinched Tang Rangrang's fingers and gently placed the ring on the tip of her fingers, just about to push it in.

Tang Rangrang's cell phone ring suddenly rang untimely.

Qi Yan paused and even felt panic for a moment.

He held the ring into his palm again, took Tang Rangrang's cell phone and took a look.

The note above is: Mom.

Qi Yan's heart sank.

You cannot hang up, answer, and you cannot stop answering.

He held his cell phone and looked at Tang Rangrang with his eyes closed at a loss.

Tang Rangrang was probably awakened by the ringtone of the phone. She frowned, opened her eyes slowly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Qi Yan..."

Qi Yan had no choice but to hand over the phone to her: "Your mother's phone number."

Tang Rangrang's consciousness was still dull. She narrowed her eyes that were reddened by the alcohol, put her phone on her face, and asked softly: "Mom..."
To be continued...