SEVEN。 It's not midnight, and it's a particularly depressed place in the bar. The bartenders chatted with each other, and the waiters lazily collapsed on the couch and frolicked.

"Sir, you've drunk a lot here, be mindful of your body."

Looking at the handsome man sitting at the bar and blindly pouring wine, the waitress approached him with a red face and took the wine glass in his hand, and said a little unbearable.

Park Chanyeol raised his eyes to look at her vaguely, frowned and rubbed his temples, and leaned over to her with a handsome face, "I'm not drunk, I don't need you to be nosy." ”

Looking at the waitress's distant back, Park Chanyeol picked up the wine glass again, squinted his eyes and picked up the wine bottle and poured it in, he lowered his head and whispered to himself: "She doesn't care about me, what do you care." ”

It wasn't until the wine was spilling on the table that he wrinkled his nose and smiled childishly, curled the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly, and raised his head to drink the liquid from the wine glass.

*"Luhan! What the hell do you want to do! ”

I stared at the door in front of me in annoyance, and the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I raised my foot angrily and kicked it hard, and a very obvious footprint suddenly appeared on the beige façade.

I looked at the footprint and twitched the corner of my eye, but I still ...... Let's take a rag and wipe it clean.

Taking a few deep breaths, I reached out and held on to the wall to tell myself to be calm, to calm down.

I barely held up a smile, knocked lightly on the door, and said in a soft voice: "Brother, I made your favorite kung pao chicken and your favorite black tea, come down and eat some." ”

Silent ......, "Brother? ”

I tilted my head in a pretended strangeness, and clenched my fists with a loud bang.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... it, do you like to eat it!

If it weren't for Zetian's illegitimate son, why would I have come here to please you!

I propped myself on the door with one hand, rubbing my eyebrows helplessly, "What do you want, I'm tired of cooking those dishes, you ......"

The door suddenly opened, the fulcrum was empty, and I fell straight into Lu Han's arms.

Secretly scolding the blood of the plot, I looked up at him with what I thought was the most perfect smile, and said with a smile: "You came out!" ”

He lowered his eyes and glanced at me expressionlessly, then let go of his hand without hesitation.

One stumbled and almost fell, and I steadied myself and was just about to get angry, but I saw him walking downstairs coldly and without looking back.

I touched my nose and froze in place, staring blankly at his back, really ...... Really angry?

Inexplicably, I shook my head, trying to get rid of the thoughts that I shouldn't have.

What am I doing?

It's not that I'm sorry for him.

Walking to the dining table, I pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at Lu Han with a faint expression with some uneasiness, "Don't be angry, okay......"

He didn't even lift his head, and he ate food for a while.

I wrung my fingers, pretending to be very well-behaved, and pouted a little aggrieved, "I'm sorry, brother...... Don't be angry. ”

He calmly looked up at me, then lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

I guessed his feelings, slowly moved towards him, pretended to be panicked and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and gently tugged on it, deliberately dragging the tone: "Brother......"

Holding back the goosebumps all over my body, I snickered at him, saw his eyelashes shake violently, and forced him to eat calmly.

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I tugged at his clothes and thought about it with my head down, and a brilliant idea came to me.

The corners of his mouth were hooked indifferently, Lu Han Since you have to be like this, then don't blame me!