Zhen Wenrou came back from the dance floor with a glass of wine, sat in front of the bar, looked at the young man playing guitar in the center of the stage, and then looked at Qin Songyao, who was stunned with his chin.
"Hey!" she shouted.
Qin Songyao was immersed in the music. He was startled by her and turned his head, with a angrily look on his face, "What are you doing?"
Zhen Wenrou glanced at the stage and said, "Is it appropriate for me to ask you to bring me here?"
"fine."
Qin Songyao looked at Pei Qi on the stage again and said, "Didn't he bring friends with him too?"
At this point, she deeply felt that Pei Qi's heart and appearance were seriously inconsistent.
He looked withdrawn, but considerate. After confessing to her, he knew that she was a little uncomfortable, so even if he made an appointment with her, he called her a friend.
In fact, she doubted whether the friend named "Xiang Ze" was caught by him.
Unlike some people, their hearts are made of stones.
Hell, he actually has a lot of friends.
She curled her lips, a little dissatisfied.
On the stage, the guitar sound stopped, and the beam of light hitting Pei Qi gradually disappeared.
The audience was still waiting, and Qin Songyao had already walked off his seat and headed into the corner.
Pei Qi said that he would not play more than one song after playing it.
Turning off the lights is just his decent way to step down.
Sure enough, Pei Qi was already sitting in the corner. When he saw her coming, light was printed in his beautiful eyes.
Qin Songyao curled his lips and raised his glass to him through the small table.
"Congratulations, the tour went smoothly."
Pei Qi responded with a smile: "Thank you."
Both sides clashed with cups, and they were all stuffy.
The alcohol entered the throat and the sweet and spicy relationship was mixed. Qin Songyao felt that the depression in his chest had dissipated a lot, but not long after, the anesthesia effect seemed to disappear, and she would suddenly remember those anesthetic things.
She turned off her phone when she arrived at the bar so that she would not be distracted and kept thinking about everything nervously.
"Have you watched my tour?" Pei Qi suddenly asked.
Qin Songyao was embarrassed when he heard him clearly, "Sorry, I'm a little busy lately."
Pei Qi showed a look of disappointment, like a sulky child.
"You didn't see it."
Qin Songyao thought he was angry, so he quickly squatted down opposite him, trying to save the friendship.
Unexpectedly, Pei Qi raised his head again, curled the corners of his mouth, and looked at her with a hint of slight look in his eyes.
Qin Songyao reacted that he was scaring her.
She was so amused and relieved.
Pei Qi said: "Please read it twice."
Qin Songyao smiled, raised one hand and made a sworn statement, "Please guarantee to complete the task."
Look at each other.
The two raised their glasses at the same time and then touched again.
Qin Songyao still drank it all in one go. Pei Qi noticed her emotions and asked, "Are you unhappy today?"
"No."
"…Are you arguing with your uncle?"
Qin Songyao squatted in front of the small glass table, holding the wine glass in both hands. Hearing this, he couldn't help but bite the glass.
She was a little angry. It was nothing, so why could she be so uncontrollable? As long as it was Bo Siyan, her emotions would be written on her face, which could be seen by everyone.
"Not counting," she said.
Pei Qi looked at her and saw her lowering her eyes slightly. Under the shaking light, she could not hide her frustration.
"You control it."
"Hmm?" Qin Songyao was puzzled.
Pei Qi looked open-minded, took a sip of wine, and said, "Don't forget, I like you, don't show that you care too much about my uncle, I will be jealous."