I'll kill you if I mix in the entertainment industry

It doesn't seem to be a lot of drinks. Quan Zhiyong, who received a call from Xu Zhuxuan in advance, is now downstairs, watching Xu Zhuxuan's car door being opened. Quan Yuli, who has a blushing face, joked with Xu Zhuxuan, and opened the rear door from the co-pilot.

Quan Zhiyong also greeted him to see what happened.

"How to deal with these two wine pulls?"

Quan Yuli opened the rear door and looked at Jin Taeyu and Jin Hyoyuan, who were lying on the back seat of the car, with a headache.

Quan Zhiyong leaned over to take a look. The two of them were sitting in the car, blushing like monkey butts, and they looked drunk.

"If it doesn't work, just pull me home, Uncle Quan."

Xu Zhuxuan nodded to Quan Zhiyong, pinning the hair in front of him behind his ears.She didn't drink a drop of wine today.

"Call to ask Fany Taiji's password."

"And Fany may be on the plane now."

"Forget it, don't worry about throwing her at home."

Quan Yuli sighed, mixing the barbecue hot pot and the faint aroma of wine, making Quan Zhiyong raised his eyebrows.

"Let's do it." Quan Zhiyong pondered for a moment and said: "I take care of one with Yu Li, and Zhu Xuan, you take one."

"Not very convenient, right?"

Xu Zhuxuan looked at Quan Zhiyong and saw Quan Yuli smile: "What's the inconvenience, aren't your parents at home? I think this is good, one for each person."

"Then you take the captain away." Xu Zhuxuan nodded and agreed to the plan.

"Don't." Quan Yuli waved his hand quickly: "I can't control the captain's drunkenness."

While talking, Quan Yuli helped Jin Hyoyuan out of the car. Quan Zhiyong went up to help, but was startled by the sudden cry.

"Who is drunk? Ah, who said I was drunk, I'm not drunk yet, what about Li Chunkui? What about people? Bring wine!"

Jin Taeyu suddenly opened his red eyes, squatted on the back seat of the car with two feet, waved his fists in the air for a long time, then punched the door of the car with a fist, and then he became honest with his fist and crying face.

Damn it.

Quan Zhiyong saw that Kim Tae-ju was actually squatting on the back seat of the car, burying his feet between the knees with his waist, his hands wrapped around the outside of his calves, and he was holding his injured right hand. Sad alone.

Quan Zhiyong looked dumbfounded, and while steadily supporting Jin Hyoyuan, he complained in his heart: What does it mean to be drunk?

This, the last time I met was quite reasonable, so Quan Zhiyong once thought that Kim Tae Jae in the variety show was all performed.

See you today, well-deserved reputation.

"Zhu Xuan, look at her hand." Quan Zhiyong looked at Jin Taeyun like this and wanted to laugh inexplicably: "You just hit the car door."

Xu Zhuxuan helped his forehead and grabbed Jin Taeju's hand. Jin Taeju resisted again, but Xu Zhuxuan patted her head and became honest.

"It's okay." Xu Zhuxuan took a closer look, then tied Jin Tae-chu three times with a seat belt, and then returned to the driver's seat.

"Then Yu Li, Uncle Quan, we will leave first."

"move."

Quan Zhiyong waved his hand, watched Xu Zhuxuan drive away, and helped Jin Xiaoyuan into the building.

"Wait for the meeting, I will clean up the guest room."

Quan Zhiyong took the two into the elevator and said, "The guest room needs to be cleaned."

"No, Hyoyeon would just sleep in the same room with me."

"That's fine." Quan Zhiyong nodded and touched Yu Li's head: "Happy today? I heard Xu Zhuxuan on the phone saying that you are rolling in the snow and my ginger soup is cooked."

"Well, happy." Quan Yuli hadn't completely sobered up, the remaining blush on her face made her a little bit more charming: "Dad, aren't you going to work today?"

"asked for leave."

"Just work as little as possible."

"it is good."

The elevator door opened, and Quan Yuli almost fell down. Fortunately, he grasped Jin Hyoyuan so tightly, Quan Zhiyong used a lot of energy to balance Quan Yuli with Jin Hyoyuan.

Jin Xiaoyuan mumbled a few words and Quan Zhiyong didn't hear it clearly. This girl only knows to sleep when she is drunk, and she is quite quiet.

"Is it all right?"

Quan Yuli waved his hand, and helped Quan Zhiyong to put Jin Xiaoyuan on the sofa at home. Quan Zhiyong sighed and went to the kitchen to bring two cups of ginger soup.

Quan Yuli took a sip, slowly lowered the cup, closed his eyes and squeezed in the middle, his mouth slumped, his facial features seemed to be fighting.

Hey, Quan Zhiyong is happy.

It was the first time that he realized that his daughter was so delicious, oh not so cute. After all, Quan Yuli has always impressed him with mature intelligence since coming here.

However, Quan Yuli was still sensible. She knew that this thing had to be drunk, so she could only take a sip, and her expression continued to contract.

Quan Zhiyong was amazed by the fact that this is probably the legendary Party of Reason.

Quan Yuli drank it, saving him time.

Quan Zhiyong held another cup of ginger soup, sat in front of the unconscious Jin Hyo-yeon, and fell into thinking.

Should I feed it directly, or wake up Jin Hyo-yeon before feeding it?

"Hyoyeon, Hyoyeon?"

Kim Hyo-yeon didn't move, Quan Zhiyong thought and began to pinch Jin Hyo-yeon's people.

"Dad, what are you?"

"I always act like this on TV."

"TV?" Quan Yuli glared at Quan Zhiyong, Quan Zhiyong smiled and put down his hand.

"Then I feed it directly?"

"Hey, Hyo-yeon has basically no reaction when she is drunk. Just let her take two sips and go to bed."

Quan Zhiyong thought of Jin Tae-chung who was hitting the king's boxing in the car again, and couldn't help but sigh. He didn't respond when he was drunk. This is a good wine.

"That's true." Quan Zhiyong nodded, "Hyoyuan is a good boy."

Quan Yuli straightened Jin Hyoyuan and patted him on the face. Kim Hyoyuan slowly opened his mouth.

Gee, really obedient.

Quan Zhiyong handed the cup to Jin Hyoyuan's mouth, but Jin Hyoyuan did not respond.

Quan Zhiyong raised his eyebrows, the mouth of the cup tilted slightly, and Jiang Tang slowly entered Jin Hyoyuan's mouth.

But, why doesn't this girl move her throat and swallow.

Quan Zhiyong looked in front of Jin Hyoyuan for a long time, and couldn't help but press his hand on Jin Hyoyuan's mouth.

Kim Hyo-yeon's mouth opened again, and some ginger soup remained from the corner of his mouth. Quan Zhiyong took a paper towel and wiped his mouth with Kim Hyo-yeon, and then closed his mouth again.

Puff~

Jin Xiaoyuan coughed twice, turned his head and sprayed all the ginger soup in his mouth on Quan Zhiyong. Quan Zhiyong was stirred by the sudden current and sat on the ground with a tissue in one hand and ginger soup in the other.

Ah, this.

Quan Yuli was also dumbfounded, and patted Jin Hyoyuan on the face. Jin Hyoyuan still looked unresponsive.

Quan Yuli looked at Quan Zhiyong, who was sitting on the ground awkwardly. The corners of his mouth grinned, but his mouth closed tightly.

"Laugh as you want."

Quan Zhiyong gave Quan Yuli a sideways look, holding the tissue material blankly.

This ginger soup is really delicious.

"No dad, I just, I just..."

Quan Yuli finally held back his smile and helped Jin Hyo-yeon up: "What about it, we both took a bath, so we just went to bed, dad, take a bath and rest."