Chapter 320 This Title Is Her Patent

The strength of the wine hadn't fully come up yet, Yan Rusheng felt that his footsteps were getting weaker and weaker, and every step seemed to be stepping on clouds, which made him feel unsteady.

"You wait here, I'll call a taxi for you." Ming Ansheng helped him out, let him lean against a landscape tree at the entrance of the bar, and then he went to the side of the road to hail the car.

He himself was also drunk a lot by those people just now, and he was also a little drunk, and his walking pace was not so steady.

Drunk, really drunk.

Yan Rusheng put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, and his entire body weight was attached to the tree. He raised his head and closed his eyes.

"A Sheng!"

Suddenly a gentle voice came from behind him, and that address instantly made his heart melt into water.

Immediately after, a tall figure appeared in front of him. He only saw long hair fluttering, and a faint fragrance rushed into his nose.

Seems like nothing.

He raised the corner of his mouth proudly, "Stupid woman, Jiang Zhuoheng is more drunk than me."

After speaking, he threw his body forward and hugged the person in front of him, still muttering to himself.

Fang Jiayin instinctively reached out to catch him, "Ah Sheng, you drank too much."

Even though she was more than 1.7 meters tall, it was still very difficult to support Yan Rusheng's strong body of more than 1.8 meters.

In addition, the high-heeled shoes on her feet were very thin, and she couldn't stand still at all, and her steps kept staggering.

Yan Rusheng suddenly reached out and hugged her waist, "Wen Xuxu, tell me, Asheng, I like you."

He wants to hear it again...

He hadn't been this drunk for a long time, and he was so drunk that he didn't even have the slightest sense of consciousness.

Fang Jiayin's beautiful face was overshadowed. She looked down at Yan Rusheng's head on her shoulders, tears welled up in her eyes.

She spoke with a trembling voice, "Asheng, I'm not Xuxu."

"You're not Wen Xuxu...?" Yan Rusheng heard the words, supported Fang Jiayin's body, straightened up slowly, raised his head, and stared at her face with drunken eyes dissatisfied, "This name is Wen Xuxu's." Patent, you are not allowed to shout."

After he finished speaking, he pushed her away forcefully, speaking incoherently, "This name belongs to her, she belongs to me."

He leaned back against the tree again, shaking his head constantly because he was dizzy.

"I..." Fang Jiayin bit her lip, tears welled up in her eyes, "Could it be that I can't even call you that?"

"Yan San, the car is ready."

Ming Ancheng hailed a taxi, waved his hand and shouted loudly on the side of the road.

Fang Jiayin quickly wiped her tears with her hands, took out two tickets from her bag, and stuffed them into Yan Rusheng's pocket, "Ah Sheng, the tickets for my concert, can you come with Xuxu?"

The title 'Asheng' always aroused Yan Rusheng's gentle side.

He smiled and nodded slightly, "Okay."

"Thank you, Asheng." Fang Jiayin laughed through her tears, and then she reached out to support Yan Rusheng, "You drank so much, I'll take you to the car."

After walking a few steps, Ming Ancheng greeted them.

"Fang Jiayin?" Seeing Fang Jiayin, Ming Ancheng was taken aback for a moment, and then he glanced at her arm holding Yan Rusheng, and he quickly reached out to take Yan Rusheng from her hand, "Let me Come help."

He thought that although Yan Rusheng and Wen Xuxu got married because of Grandma Yan's last wish, they were already married after all.

And there are so many paparazzi at night, if they are photographed.

God knows what kind of misunderstanding it will cause.