It seemed that a prophecy came true. On the night after signing for Guangzhou Station, both Hu Maolin and Wang Bo were drunk. Hu Maolin was very drunk, while Wang Bo was very drunk. With the help of the two ladies, the two stumbled back to the hotel.

"Yanzi, don't worry about me, you... go back to your room to rest, I... it's okay... Haha, that old boy Hu Maolin, if you want to get me, you're overestimating your ability..." Wang Bo, who was helped by Zheng Yan, said to his pretty secretary. He was drunk and understood. He understood his situation, but he just couldn't control his mouth, and he had a kind of yu//wang who wanted to talk.

"Okay, Mr. Wang. I'll take you back to the room and go to rest." Zheng Yan said, and then asked, "Mr. Wang, have you brought your room card?"

"Take it, in... in my pants bag!" Wang Bo said in a daze, reaching out to touch his room card, touching it left and right for several minutes, but he couldn't find it, "Hey, where did it go? Could it be... it fell?"

After hearing what Wang Bo said, Zheng Yan suddenly became anxious and thought, if she really lost the room card, it would be troublesome, so she had to go back to the lobby and let the waiter open the door. She looked at Wang Bo's shorts, left, right, front, back, suddenly, she found a rectangular mark in the pocket of the other party's left hip//pin. Zheng Yan hurriedly reminded:

"Mr. Wang, yours is stuck in...the pocket behind you!"

"Oh, is it...yes? Where is it?"

"Inside the pocket behind you!" Zheng Yan repeated again.

"Pants pocket, no... no?" Wang Bo acted to touch the pants pocket again, but he still inserted his hand into the pants pocket in front.

At this time, other guests passed by the corridor and glanced at the direction where she and Wang Bo were with a look. Zheng Yan was anxious and felt that her boss was really drunk and could not even tell the difference between the front and back, and it seemed unlikely that he would rely on him to take out the room card. And it would be fine if he put it in the front, but it was in the back, on the other party's butt, which made Zheng Yan feel a little embarrassed.

However, it was not a solution to let his boss touch wherever he was. Zheng Yan gritted her teeth and looked around. After not seeing others, she made up her mind and kept muttering:

"I didn't mean it! I didn't mean it! I had no choice! I had no choice!" As she kept muttering, she freed up her right hand, turned her red little face to one side, trembling, and reached towards Wang Bo's buttocks//s pants bag.

The other party's trouser bag was still buttoned, so she unbuttoned it with her hands. She had no experience and was a little difficult, mainly because she was very nervous, her heartbeat "dong dong dong" and kept beating like a drum. Moreover, her little boss was still moving around, which increased the difficulty of her unbutton.

She spent at least a handful of her face to wash her face and finally opened the buckle of Wang Bo's pants, then poked out her two fingers and clamped the room card in Wang Bo's pocket like a thief holding a wallet. At the same time, she kept praying:

No one comes here! No one comes here!

The other party's casual shorts were obviously very fit, making the other party's straight and firm buttocks collapsed so tightly that Zheng Yan felt her two fingers as if she was walking between two pieces of meat stuck together by gel. Although she had been careful and careful, and had only used two fingers, when she inserted her two fingers into the boy's pants pocket, she could still clearly feel the touch from her fingertips:

Soft, yet very elastic!

"Hu——" Zheng Yan let out a long breath, touched her face with the back of her hand, and found that her face was covered with sweat. The moment she had just made her feel even more tiring than helping her from a restaurant to a hotel.

He used the card to open the door, and Zheng Yan helped Wang Bo into the room and came to the bed.

"Mr. Wang, you have already arrived at your bed. You can lie down, slow down." She carefully put the other party down the bed.

"Um... OK, OK..." Wang Bo muttered with his eyes closed, "You go back, Yanzi, it's already very late, you... go back early to rest."

"I know, Mr. Wang." Zheng Yan, who put Wang Bo on the bed, finally relaxed and felt that her whole body seemed to be relaxed by one or two hundred pounds. She lowered her head and saw that Wang Bo was still wearing slippers on her feet, so she carefully took off the slippers and put them down. Then she went to the bathroom to wash her face. In the mirror, her face was flushed, and her forehead and face were covered with fine sweat, indicating that she was also very tired along the way.

Walking out of the bathroom, Zheng Yan returned to Wang Bo's bedroom and took a look. She found that the boy lying on the bed frowned and his Adam's apple swelled, as if he was swallowing his saliva.

"Does it be because you are thirsty and want to drink water?" Zheng Yan thought to herself, and immediately thought of Zhang Yu and Li Jingmeng's virtues after being drunk. She asked again: "Mr. Wang, are you thirsty?"

Wang Bo still closed his eyes and said in a daze: "Yes... are a little thirsty..."

It was indeed thirsty! Zheng Yan smiled and whispered to Wang Bo: "Then wait a moment, Mr. Wang, I'll go and open a bottle of mineral water for you to drink!"

"Well... OK, drink... drink water..."

The rooms in the five-star hotel are basically equipped with refrigerators. Zheng Yan opened the refrigerator, took out the bottle of Eyun mineral water, unscrewed the lid, walked to Wang Bo's bedside and sat down. When she was about to hand the water to the other party, she was worried - the other party was lying on the bed, with his eyes closed, and it was impossible for him to drink it by himself. Looking at Wang Bo's confused look, Zheng Yan sighed and said to herself: "It seems that I can only help you up and feed you!"

"Mr. Wang, can I help you get up and drink water?" she asked in a low voice.

"Drink water, good...good!"

Zheng Yan then put the mineral water aside first, passed his arm through the back of the boy's neck, and helped the other party up. When he bent down and tried to force, the boy's face was almost in front of her eyes, and the breath he exhaled was spraying on her face, hot and with a strong smell of beer. Zheng Yan found that her heartbeat that had just calmed down was jumping up and could not control her, so she quickly turned her head to one side and did not look at the other party's face.

With her efforts, Wang Bo's upper body finally straightened from the bed. Zheng Yan let go and get the bottle from the bedside table. As soon as she let go, the boy sitting on the bed fell on the bed like a cartilage animal.

"Oh--" Zheng Yan sighed, and had to work hard again to help the other party up. This time, she did not dare to let go. She half-wrapped the boy's body in her arms, freed up her other hand to get the mineral water bottle on the bedside table, and kept saying in her heart:

"He's drunk! He's drunk! I'm forced! I'm forced!..."

The sound of drinking water with "gulp" sounded in the room. Zheng Yan, who was half sitting by the bed, supported Wang Bo's body while holding the mineral water bottle and let Wang Bo drink water. The boy's upper body, including his entire head, leaned against her chest, and looked like a giant baby who could not take care of himself lying on his mother's chest and was fed by his mother with a bottle.

The faint smell of wine mixed with a strong man's breath echoed at Zheng Yan's nose. At the same time, the back of the boy's head brought a heavy sense of oppression to her chest. She felt that her face must have been red, and she was having a fever and hot. Her brain was also messy, and her heart was beating all the time, and she was panicking. She wanted to let go of everything, then escape in panic and return to her room. But in the end she had to comfort herself like before:
Chapter completed!