"Yes, I like it very much when I kiss you." Song Qingrui interrupted her.

Lin Fanyue's heart skipped a beat and she could no longer look at him, "Really, but I think you would also like it when you kiss another woman."

"Not sure."

Song Qingrui's lips twitched slightly, "Fanyue, it would have been better if I had known you from the beginning."

"..."

Lin Fanyue held her breath.

Did she mean what she thought, or was she thinking too much?

"You...stop talking nonsense. It's very late. Let's go back."

At a loss, she pressed the starter button and started the car.

Tonight, this night seems to be developing more and more out of control.

"Fanyue, when I kissed you just now, it felt a little familiar, as if I had kissed you before." Song Qingrui suddenly said, "Did we kiss in the previous life?"

Lin Fanyue's head buzzed twice, and she didn't know how to answer this question for a long time. She didn't speak again until the car had driven some distance, "Really? I think you are really drunk."

"Maybe, I drank a little too much tonight," Song Qingrui's voice became lower and lower, and he even closed his eyes.

Lin Fanyue glanced at him secretly, the streetlight outside the window fell on his handsome face, the corners of his lips were curved, and his whole person looked clean and flawless.

After her eyes were fixed on his thin lips for a few seconds, she reached out and wiped her lips quietly.

There are traces of him left all over it.

He said: It would have been better if I had known you from the beginning.

She will also want to say: It would have been better if I had known you from the beginning.

It's just that there are not so many "ifs" in this world.

There is no time machine, whatever happens happens.

...

In the hotel box.

Song Junyue put down her phone. She was not drunk and looked at Lin Fansen.

Now there were only two people left, and he didn't say anything. He just took the wine and continued to pour it into the cup.

He drank the wine in the small cup in one gulp.

"You've drunk enough, don't drink anymore."

Song Junyue reached for his wine glass, but before she could touch it, Lin Fansen grabbed her wrist. He looked at her coldly, "Chairman Song, you don't have to worry about my affairs."

"Qingrui called me just now and said that he vomited on his clothes. He and Fanyue went back first. He booked a room for you upstairs and asked me to take you up."

Song Junyue stood up and took his wrist to help her.

After Lin Fansen stood up and pushed her away, he lost his balance and staggered back two steps, hitting the screen behind him.

"You are really drunk." Song Junyue looked at him with complicated eyes, "Don't be stubborn, you are so drunk that you can't even walk steadily. Now your identity is different from the past. It would be shameless to fall outside."

Lin Fansen smiled coldly and leaned against the screen, swaying.

Song Junyue walked over and put his arm around her neck.

She held the bag in one hand and held Lin Fansen's waist with the other hand as she walked out.

The waiter at the door handed a room card to the two of them.

After Song Junyue took it, she walked towards the elevator.

After entering the elevator, the two figures closely together were reflected on the wall.

Lin Fansen suddenly felt that he was even more drunk, as if he had returned to the time when he was studying abroad.


Chapter completed!