The lights in the box were dim, Yu Tianyu and others were having fun on the dance floor, while Lu Zechen and Yan Han were sitting in the corner.
"I heard someone said that you read the national standard during the day?"
Yan Han was holding a wine glass. Hearing this, his movements paused.
Lu Zechen smiled like a fox and put his hand on Yan Han's shoulder, "Yue Ji only invested a few dollars in total, so he shouldn't be so concerned about it, right?"
Yan Han showed some impatience, shook his shoulders, and threw away the hands on his shoulders.
Lu Zechen didn't care and approached again.
"Are you going back tonight?"
Yan Han didn't speak this time and responded lightly.
Lu Zechen exclaimed and rubbed his hands, "It's rare that our Mr. Yan can also sleep on flowers and willows."
Shun Han glanced at him, "I just rest."
Lu Zechen snorted, shook his legs carelessly twice, and suddenly felt severe cold again.
"Are you hiding from Aunt An, or is there someone else?"
Yan Han was irritable and pulled his paw off angrily, "I don't need to hide."
Lu Zechen rolled his eyes and continued: "There's no point in pretending to be here with me."
He held his chin with one hand, looked at the people around him, and spoke in a bewitching tone.
"Is Song Xiang in the villa?"
Yan Han didn't say anything, which was his acquiescence.
Lu Zechen clicked his tongue and snapped his fingers, "That's not right. The one who is near the water and the tower first gets the moon."
Yan Han put down his cup and gave him a cool look.
Lu Zechen spread his hands, "Don't tell me you don't want to sleep with her."
Yan Han pursed his lips and did not deny it.
"Wanting to sleep with her is not a disease, and there is no need to treat her." Lu Zechen continued to approach, looked around, and spoke in a low voice: "But if you just want to sleep with her, then there will be a big problem."
"What the hell?"
Yan Han frowned and pushed him away.
He used so much force that he almost pushed Lu Zechen to the ground. People in the wine pool glanced here.
Lu Zechen was shameless, pretended to be drunk, coaxed the people around him, and stumbled to Yan Han's side again.
"We will treat you if you are sick, but you can also get a checkup if you are not sick. It is considered a physical examination and there is no loss."
Yan Han felt that his mouth was full of nonsense and he couldn't listen to a word.
"Get away."
Lu Zechen looked at him with a smile in his eyes, half-smiling but not smiling, and said quietly: "Okay, I'll get out."
After saying that, he really moved to the side and hugged a strange woman.
Yan Han didn't think there was anything wrong with this picture before, but now that he suddenly saw it, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
He put down his wine glass, took his coat and walked out of the box door.
There was a bartender outside and took him to the room upstairs.
He drank a lot and was a little drunk.
When you enter the door, the room is dark, and only when you enter the bathroom is there some light.
Turn on the cold water and pour it directly on your head.
Song Xiang's faces appeared in his mind, and each one was very vivid. Just thinking about it made him grit his teeth immediately.
He couldn't help but get angry at the thought of her recklessly leaving.
Even the cold water couldn't dissipate the anger. I walked out of the bathroom depressed, my head started to feel dizzy again.
I was so drunk that I lay down on the bed without even wiping my hair.
I slept for about two hours. When I woke up, my mouth was a little dry and my eyes were dark.
My heart was empty, and I thought of Song Xiang inexplicably.
Suddenly, a faint scent came into my nose.
He frowned and immediately thought that it was the rose-flavored shampoo that Song Xiang used.
Subconsciously, he wanted to raise his hand, but found that his arm was being held by someone.