Looking at Yan Yuan, he found that he was calm and elegantly ate the steak on the plate and took a sip of red wine. It was obvious that it didn't matter whether the beauty at nine o'clock came or not.

Mu Qingge was influenced by Yan Yuan's complacent attitude, so he felt relieved and fluently cut the turkey on the plate.

Yan Yuan raised his glass and touched Mu Qingge's red wine glass with a faint smile on his face. "Drinking some red wine at night will be helpful for sleep. Doctor Mu has worked hard these days."

Mu Qingge relaxed and felt exhausted all over, so he didn't refuse.

As she drank, Mu Qingge felt her phone vibrating. At nine o'clock, the beauty asked if she was still there and had already arrived downstairs.

Mu Qingge was sober up a lot of alcohol and suddenly stood up, "Sir, come, come, I'll go first."

Mu Qingge subconsciously wanted to escape to the box next door. Yan Yuan's eyes were clear and he grabbed her arm.

"I'll go over, you're waiting for me here." Yan Yuan looked at Mu Qingge, whose eyes were blurred and his cheeks were slightly red, pressed her to sit down, and ordered in a deep voice.

Mu Qingge reacted, nodded heavily, revealing a bright smile. He clenched his fists and made a cheerful posture.

"Sir, come on!"

Yan Yuan smiled bitterly and pinched Mu Qingge's cheek in doting, "I'll be back soon."

Yan Yuan sat in a wheelchair, turned around and moved to the clean private room next door.

A woman in professional attire and capable spirited pushed the door and entered the private room. When she saw Yan Yuan's appearance, her eyes lit up.

"Sorry, Mr. Yan, I'm late." The woman showed a standard smile and spoke softly, with a hint of hidden meaning in her tone.

"It's okay, sit down."

Yan Yuan glanced at the woman. Beautifulness is beauty, but it lacked spirituality, was bound by work, and was much more deliberate.

The woman had some wrinkles on the corners of her work clothes, but her makeup was fresh and her hair was neat, which meant that she had just gotten off work or got off the plane and came over in a hurry. Although she could dress up for a while, he still noticed the fatigue in her eyes.

"I am a flight attendant. Today's flight was delayed and I could have come on time. I'm really embarrassed to let Mr. Yan wait for a long time." The flight attendant showed a polite and elegant smile and explained gently.

"It doesn't matter, it's not your control that the plane is delayed." Yan Yuan comforted.

The flight attendant secretly looked at the man in front of him. It was obvious that he was a little absent-minded. With years of service in first class, he had seen many high-quality men. She knew how to observe his words and expressions and how to seize opportunities.

But since this man entered the door, he has not looked at her directly. In the moment he looked at each other, she saw the indifference and a hint of impatientness in the man's eyes.

"What do you want to eat? Let's eat first?" Yan Yuan said, his tone was plain.

The flight attendant was wondering why the man in front of her had such a look. Before getting off the plane, she dressed up specially. Could it be that she wasn't pretty enough?

Yan Yuan waved his hand and called the waiter. The flight attendant didn't think much about it. He ordered a steak and a salad, and then asked Yan Yuan.

"Do it for this lady first. I'll wait a moment." Yan Yuan waved his hand and signaled the waiter to go down and arrange it first.

"Don't Mr. Yan eat?"

"I just took the medicine, but it hasn't digested it yet, so it's a little later." Yan Yuan said disrespectfully.

The flight attendant was stunned for a moment, and soon asked with concern, "Where is Mr. Yan's body uncomfortable?"

"My legs are not good." Yan Yuan said, pushing the wheelchair and moving it out from behind the table.

The flight attendant's eyes widened and his face became ugly.

"Mr. Yan, you didn't say it in advance."

Yan Yuan looked at the air stewardess with anger hidden on his face and sneered.

"This is my situation, and you didn't ask in advance. We have a great family and a great career. Even if I spend my whole life waiting to die, I will never spend it."

The flight attendant controlled the expression on his face and smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry I'm a little surprised, it's such a pity."

Yan Yuan looked at the woman pretending to be pity, and he no longer had patience.

Mu Qingge's slightly drunk face kept repeating in Yan Yuan's mind. Yan Yuan had to admit that the three blind dates that Mu Qingge arranged tonight were all very failed.

Mu Qingge tried hard to listen to the movements next door, but found that there was no movement at all, so he stood up and staggeredly pushed open the door of the box next door.

Seeing Yan Yuan still there, he smiled at him with a hearty smile. Yan Yuan reached out to support the woman who couldn't stand. Seeing her just smirking, her cold face relaxed a lot.

Mu Qingge found the flight attendant opposite again, and was a little confused, "Sir Yan, are you going to the United States today? Am I here to take the plane?"

Yan Yuan heard Mu Qingge's question, and knew that she was drunk and talking nonsense.

The waiter just came over with the steak of the flight attendant. Mu Qingge supported Yan Yuan hard and wanted to stand up. He shook his arm. The waiter did not expect that the steak in his hand would land on the ground.

The flight attendant's delicate and beautiful little face sank. Where did this drunk woman come out? Why are you drunk?

She looked at the waiter who was still in a daze, raised her voice and ordered arrogantly, "Waiter, why are you still standing there? This drunkard makes trouble if he drinks too much, so why don't he drag it away quickly."

The flight attendant could no longer bear it. The drunk woman had a small face and a bit of beauty. Her cheeks were red and her eyes were blurred. She seemed to have a bone sucked. She deliberately threw herself into her arms and seduced her to the man who was on a blind date. She was such a fairy embryo.

She finally found a financial backer, how could she let a drunkard mess with her?

The waiter hesitated and looked at the flight attendant with a little embarrassed, but he had not yet explained his explanation.

The flight attendant looked straight and said dissatisfied, "What do you think I'm doing!"

Yan Yuan looked up at the flight attendant, his eyes sharply as if he was a cold arrow. The flight attendant was stiff and his aura changed in an instant.

"This lady and this gentleman came together," the waiter said.

"Yan, Mr. Yan, do you know this beauty?" The flight attendant felt a little knotted on his tongue.

"Mr. Yan, wait until I wake up before I send it to the airport. Don't leave." Mu Qingge held Yan Yuan's arm and half-sagged in Yan Yuan's arms. The smell of alcohol squirted on the man's face. Obviously he could no longer stand up and slid towards the ground.

Yan Yuan hugged Mu Qingge's waist and sat on his lap with her in his arms.

"Sorry, my friend is drunk. I'll make an appointment next time I have the chance." Yan Yuan said coldly.

"The waiter gave the lady a new steak, changed to another seat, and settled my account."

After Yan Yuan finished speaking, he moved his wheelchair head without looking back and moved into the box next door.

The flight attendant looked at the ambiguous movements of the two, and his teeth were chewing. There was a cripple man who was still fighting with her.

Yan Yuan carried Mu Qingge to the sofa and lay down. The woman's cheeks turned red, and she blinked her eyes and looked at him ignorantly. Her eyes were empty and she seemed to be in a daze.

Such a quiet and well-behaved look is very cute, like a porcelain doll.

"Do you want to drink water?" Yan Yuan asked in a low voice.

"I want to go home." Mu Qingge closed his eyes and curled up on the sofa, as if he had really fallen asleep.

When Mu Qingge woke up in the middle of the night, she found herself in bed. When she opened her eyes, she felt her head dizzy and even a little broken.

She rubbed her head and sat upright, but she touched a warm body at her hand.

She exclaimed, and the black shadow seemed to be alarmed and sat up straight.

Mu Qingge immediately turned on the bedside lamp and saw clearly that Yan Yuan was half-squinting his eyes, messy hair, half-naked upper body, and sitting casually on her bed with one leg on her.

"Awaken?" Yan Yuan glanced at Time, his voice was hoarse and low, and his whole body was full of evil and handsomeness. "It's only three at half past three, I can sleep for a while."

Mu Qingge felt a little dry and subconsciously swallowed and spitted. After looking around, she rubbed her eyes and asked,

"Why are you in my house? You're still dressed like this!"

"Can't remember it again?" Yan Yuan looked at Mu Qingge's confused look, reached out and pinched her little face with a gentle smile.

Under the dim bedside lamp, the man's face was filled with a soft light, and Mu Qingge couldn't tell whether she was dreaming for a moment.

She reached out and pinched Yan Yuan's nose. "Am I dreaming? Why did you appear in my dream by imitating Zhou Feng's posture?"

The man grabbed Mu Qingge's hand and his eyes were slightly sunk, "Zhou Feng? Who is it?"

Mu Qingge was stunned for a moment, feeling the temperature coming from the back of his hand, and suddenly realized that this seemed not a dream.

"I want to drink water." Mu Qingge fell on the bed and fell asleep again.

Yan Yuan looked at the drunk Mu Qingge, shook his head, got up and walked to the living room to pour a glass of warm water.

When he came back with a cup of water, he found Mu Qingge got up and sat on the bed again. His palms slapped Yan Yuan’s place where he was sitting before, muttering to himself, “It turned out to be my dream.” Then he lay down again.

Yan Yuan stood at the door, looking at Mu Qingge talking to himself, his lips raised, and a smile appeared from the bottom of his heart on his face, and his eyes were filled with smiles.

He walked over, held Mu Qingge's body, and reminded her to get up and drink some water.

Mu Qingge sat up in a daze, and looked at Yan Yuan's deep eyes and saw that there was still a dazzling light flashing inside.

"You look so beautiful." Big eyes narrowed, with a tinted expression on her face. She slapped her mouth and kissed Yan Yuan's cheek directly.

Yan Yuan's hand holding the water cup trembled slightly, and the clear water in the cup sprinkled out a little. His cheek was pecked by the woman's lips, and it instantly ignited a hot spot.

"Drink water well, don't make you angry." Yan Yuan pressed his hoarse voice, held Mu Qingge's head, and placed the water cup on her rosy lips.

Mu Qingge started drinking it. After drinking it, the small lilac tongue also added water stains to her lips.

Yan Yuan suddenly felt a little dry and his Adam's apple moved involuntarily.

The woman was replaced by him with a conservative and wide pajamas. The neckline was slightly opened, revealing a snow-white and slender neck. She grabbed two claw marks by herself, which were particularly obvious on her snow-white skin.

The blush on the face has dissipated, and some tiny fluff can be seen under the light of the white porcelain skin. The big eyes are blurred, and the eyelashes are blinking. The red lips are even more rosy because they have drunk water.

Yan Yuan looked away, put down the water cup, and gently put Mu Qingge back on the bed. He stood up and took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the unrestrained fire.
Chapter completed!