Love Never Ends

Xi Shenyuan's sword-like eyebrows twitched slightly.    

What he meant was that being sad and getting drunk really had something to do with him?    

Xi Shenyuan's black eyes, which were as deep as an ancient well, seemed to have some emotional changes. Although it wasn't obvious, it did exist.    

"What is going on?"    

he asked her, in a tone so strong that Zhixin could not refuse to answer.    

However, she refused boldly. Not only that, she even choked back Chairman Xi's kind words of concern with no fear of death, "None of your business! "It's not like I'm an uncountable number of lovers!"    

After he finished shouting, he poured another cup of wine down his throat. However, before he could see the bottom of the wine cup, it was snatched away by a large hand that was like an iron pincer.    

"What are you doing?!"    

Zhixin yelled at him, losing her composure.    

After being catalyzed by alcohol, her damn temper immediately burst out, and she no longer cared about who the man in front of her was.    

"Shen Zhixin, give it another try!"    

Xi Shenyuan's expression was equally unsightly. His expression was gloomy to the extreme.    

The decibels of her voice were not smaller than Zhixin's.    

At that moment, everyone's gaze turned towards the two of them. However, they quickly received Chairman Xi's warning gaze and quickly averted their eyes. They pretended to not know what was going on as they continued to loudly sing, guess the right fist, and drink.    

He left the two of them flirting on the sofa.    

If Zhixin was still conscious, she definitely wouldn't provoke Xi Shenyuan's Long Wei in front of so many colleagues, but...    

The precondition for today was that she had drunk too much!    

Those who drank high all had the same trait, and that was … two times!    

"So what if I shout? "You hit me?!"    

Zhixin stood up, rolled up her sleeves, put her hands on her hips, and moved closer to him arrogantly, provoking him, "If you have the guts, hit me! You're hitting me? "    

Seeing the arrogant look on Ye Zichen's face, Xi Shenyuan felt the bone between his eyebrows twitch.    

Perhaps it was because of the wine, but her cheeks were now dyed a thin layer of crimson.    

At such a close distance, he could even clearly see the traces of light colored blood on her fair skin. It felt like it could be broken by a blow, as if it could be squeezed to water.    

In the face of her arrogant attitude, Xi Shenyuan just remained calm and collected, with no other emotions on his face.    

However, his silence was like a form of encouragement, causing Zhixin's arrogance to instantly rise and rise.    

He didn't know that Ye Xiu was just being too lazy to argue with him.    

However, it was obvious that Zhixin did not know about this. Her delicate and pretty eyebrows twitched in satisfaction as she crossed her waist and sneered. "I thought you were quite capable!"    

Xi Shenyuan raised his eyes and looked at her.    

He leaned his elbows on the back of Shen Zhixin's chair, supporting his sharp face with his hands. His lips curled up slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face. "Shen Zhixin, did your mom know that you're so drunk?"    

Finally, he added, "You look like this, really. "He really deserves a beating."    

His tone was so casual, lazy and seemingly without hostility, but all of a sudden, he stretched out his long arm and wrapped it around Zhixin's slender waist, pressing her down on top of his legs.    

Note that Zhixin's posture is definitely not for carrying, much less sitting, but... On his face, with his buttocks facing up, in a rather unsightly and discordant position, he was placed on top of his legs.    

"Shen Zhixin, you're the one looking for a beating!"    

The moment Xi Shenyuan finished his sentence, a few "pa pa" sounds, which were filled with shame and humiliation, sounded out in the noisy room.    

He actually … Under the gaze of everyone, he directly hit her ass?!    

"Damn!" Xi Shenyuan, you freak! Let me go! "Let me go!"    

Zhixin, who had been humiliated, cried out like a lunatic and struggled desperately against his legs.    

However, his whole body was pressed down by one of her hands and he couldn't move at all. His other hand also didn't have the intention of stopping, hitting her soft little butt without a trace of soft-heartedness.    

"Hooligan!" Bastard! Dirty! Ruffian! "Pervert —"    

Almost all the words that Zhixin could think of were scolded by her. Sensing the strange gazes from her colleagues, her originally rosy cheeks became even more flushed with alcohol, as if they had been painted with a layer of red paint.