Getting his wish (4)

Han qiqing dodged and got out of the car.

"Bye."

She still remembered to turn around and wave at him.

Song Shijun wanted to get out of the car and send her into the house safely. Only then would he be at ease.

But just as he looked over, he saw han qiqing being picked up by a tall figure and walking towards the house.

The chauffeur said respectfully, " young master Song, I'll send you home. &Quot;

"Yes." Song Shijun retracted his gaze and sat back in his seat.

On the other side.

Han qiqing didn't stand firm when she got out of the car and was staggering when she was suddenly picked up from behind.

She felt like she had fallen into a steady and broad embrace.

A sense of security welled up in him.

When she entered the house, the light was a little glaring. She frowned and subconsciously used her hand to block the light.

"Why are you drunk?" A cold voice came from above.