During the bonfire banquet at night, Lu Ming indeed invited many charming dancers.

He originally thought that Mo Xuanchen had Ling Luoyu to accompany him, and Feng Chenglin and Gu Lan were two lonely people, so all the dancers were arranged by the two of them, wanting to accompany them to drink and have fun.

But who knew that these two people didn't know whether they were intentional or unintentional, and they ignored the gorgeous dancers at all.

Instead, two big men sat opposite each other, drinking with a rock-scissors and having fun.

The dancers around me tried to insert their topic several times and wanted to do their duty tonight, but they never had a chance.

It was not until the end of the drink that the two of them had a big tongue and were speechless that they supported each other and stumbled back to the room to sleep.

But the moment the door closed, the two of them immediately separated and stood up for a while.

Then, he looked up at the other party.

"I knew that you old guy was pretending to be drunk... You have drunk more wine than others in your life. How could you be so drunk after just two glasses!?"

"Feng Chenglin, don't you say anything about me, aren't you pretending to be drunk?" Gu Lan took off his coat slowly and lay on the couch casually: "To be honest, I'm really curious about you!"

"What's there to be curious about? It's not the first time you've seen me..." Feng Chenglin poured a glass of cold water and drank it.

"Tell me, let's not be interested in those dancers, you know that I'm old, but you are not interested? They are all little beauties like flowers and jade!"

"...Is it just because you are old? Not because you look down on me?" Feng Chenglin smiled disdainfully: "I thought you had lived for so long, and your eyes on choosing a woman were too fierce. I didn't expect that it wasn't because you were unable to do it..."

"I'm a little embarrassed when you say this," Gu Lan raised his head and looked at him with interest: "You should have known my thoughts all the time!"

Feng Chenglin suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, turned around slowly, tilted his head, and looked at him gloomyly.

"Is the thought you are thinking in your heart what I think? You won't give up and want to do something to commit suicide, right?"

“…”

Gu Lan did not answer, but just looked at him steadily.

Suddenly, he smiled.

"I just want to find a cleaner girl, and don't want to have anything to do with these dancers who can do the best... Is there anything wrong with it? Why did you make a deathbed?"

“…”

Feng Chenglin's expression changed slightly.

He was fixed and looked at Gu Lan without blinking.

Suddenly, I grinned slowly.

"How can you not be considered dead? You don't even look at your old bones. Having those dancers accompany you is already giving you enough face. What's wrong? Do you still want to find a yellow-flowered girl?"

Even a fool can guess what Gu Lan meant just now.

His little thoughts are not limited to men and women.

More importantly, it is the game between him Mo Xuanchen.

To him, Ling Luoyu was like a lottery.

When this colorful head falls on Mo Xuanchen, Gu Lan will be frustrated.

But now that he misinterpreted the words like this, he couldn't say anything, so he could only follow his voice and laugh and laugh at him without laughing.
Chapter completed!