157. Chapter 157

Just wanted to refuse, but suddenly remembered that the set of love and underwear that Yu Chinuan gave him was still there, so let's wear that set tomorrow. So, she nodded, "Okay, I know, I'll find it now, and I'll take it with me tomorrow." ā€

At this time, Ji Yubei nodded completely satisfied, and walked quickly into the bathroom.

An Qianchen exhaled lightly, walked to the bed, threw himself directly on, closed his eyes and smiled softly.

It's finally over, and I hope that from tomorrow onwards, every day of life will be extremely beautiful!

As for the elder brother......

Brother.

An Qianchen's heart throbbed fiercely, when she was leaving today, she wanted to say hello to her brother, but Xiahou Yan suddenly appeared, and her position instantly became very embarrassing.

Maybe it's because I haven't gotten along with my brother for too long, and suddenly I feel that the atmosphere between the two of them is so unfamiliar.

They got engaged on January 1st, and at that time they should have been still traveling outside, and they had already given the first time to Ji Yubei.

This may be the best relief for her.

I hope that my brother and Yan'er can be happy, and she really doesn't want to participate in their engagement banquet, which is why she especially stayed outside with Ji Yubei for a week, and she especially wanted to escape.

Gradually, when drowsiness hit, An Qianchen sighed and fell asleep tiredly.

When Ji Yubei came out after taking a bath, he saw that she was already asleep, so he didn't wake her up again, but hugged her slender body, fantasizing about the wonderful feeling when he pressed her under him tomorrow.

The corners of his lips involuntarily hooked upward, and this kind of progress could finally balance his mood for more than two months in a row.

Finally, after looking at the little wife who was sleeping quietly for a while, he turned off the lamp, closed his eyes, and fell asleep with her.

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In the noisy and sluggish bar, a group of students from the School of Design of T University are drinking in a private room, and two students are holding microphones and singing frantically.

Duanmu Heng only knew how to drink, and he couldn't find any way to relieve his sorrows except to drink the wine in the bottle.

Lan Weiyan has been silently paying attention to his every move, and she sympathizes with him very much. In fact, she knew very well why Duanmu Heng was sad.

Mainly because An Qianchen's design is based on the theme of lovers, or Ji Yubei as the design model, it means that Qianchen is emotionally attracted to Ji Yubei.

In fact, Lan Weiyan also knew very well that her mood at this time was almost the same as Duanmu Heng. She is not very sad, because Duanmu Heng clearly designed jewelry with An Qianchen as the heroine.

Thinking of this, she also drank depressedly, which was nothing more than fruit wine in the bar.

"Duanmu, why are you just drinking alcohol? Come on, come on, sing a song with us! At this time, a boy stepped forward, grabbed Duanmu Heng's arm, and joked with a smile, "Don't put up a score after winning the first place, right?" ā€

Duanmu Heng waved his hand, frowned and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to sing today, you go and sing, I can enjoy your singing." ā€

He is not in the mood to sing, let alone the mind of talking and laughing with others. As soon as he thought of An Qianchen and Ji Yubei's intimacy, his heart felt as if he had been slashed by a knife. This kind of painful feeling is something that no one else can experience, only he understands.

"Cut, I really don't give face, I thought you would be happy to sing a song with me. Well, I'll sing with them. ā€

After the boy left, Lan Weiyan approached him worriedly and reminded him in a low voice: "Duanmu, don't be like this, it's not good to drink too much." ā€

Duanmu Heng didn't look up, and there were a few girls around him, who had nothing to do with him at all. Therefore, he didn't know who was talking to him, he just drank his wine and smiled bitterly, "It's okay, I know how to measure." ā€

"But you're almost out of order now, where do you know what to do!" Lan Weiyan said angrily, quickly stopped the wine in his hand, frowned and said, "I really can't drink anymore, it's just for the sake of feelings, is it worth it?" ā€

Duanmu Heng was stunned, raised his eyes to look at her, in the dim light, her facial features were not very clear, but he vaguely remembered that it was his classmate.

"Emotional things can only be understood if you have experienced them personally. I'm not for feelings, but for my own heart. I think...... Belch...... I want to numb it and freeze it...... Sealed ......"

His tongue had begun to knot, and he was speaking incoherently. Seeing that Lan Weiyan insisted on refusing to return the bottle of beer to herself, she picked up an open bottle of wine from the table and drank it up.

"Hey...... Feed! Lan Weiyan watched Duanmu Heng drink another bottle of wine like that, and stomped his feet in annoyance, so he had to go.

Duanmu Heng sealed himself in the drunken world, recalling the questions An Qianchen asked herself when she played the game, and fantasized that she confessed to herself, and the design during the competition was also designed with the theme of herself as a lover......

"Vomit---" The disgusting taste jumped out of his throat, and Duanmu Heng held on to the edge of the sink and kept vomiting.

He had just come to the men's bathroom unconsciously, just thinking about spitting out all the things he had drunk, and hoping to spit out the most painful relationship in his heart to see how charming it was and how difficult it was for him to give up.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Lan Weiyan waited outside for a long time, and when she saw that Duanmu Heng still didn't come out, she rushed in directly, worried that he would have an accident because he was drunk.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw two men walking in front of the men's urinals placed outside, and he screamed, and his face instantly turned red.

Those two men are also good-tempered, and they don't look like ruffians and hooligans. They subconsciously turned around to look at the source of the screaming sound, and were stunned.

At the same time, a certain place in the hands of the two of them was also accidentally exposed, and they were saluting Lan Weiyan, still maintaining a urinating posture, and liquid squirted out......

"Ahh Lan Weiyan covered her eyes, what did she see just now? Oh, my God!

The two men looked at each other, thinking that they had gone to the wrong bathroom together, so they quickly put on their pants and walked out of the bathroom while saying "sorry".

Suddenly, there were bursts of screams from the women's bathroom next door, which were deafening.

The two of them were abruptly kicked out of the women's bathroom, and they looked up together to look at the convenient place where they were walking just now, where there was a men's urinal, and there should be nothing wrong with it.

One of them was still relatively upright, and after realizing that Lan Weiyan had gone to the wrong bathroom, he walked back to the door of the men's bathroom, afraid of seeing something he shouldn't see, so he knocked politely on the door.

At this time, Lan Weiyan was still patting Duanmu Heng's back, helping him clean his mouth all the time, and where could he still hear the knock on the door. After the two of them walked out just now, she had already locked the door.

Seeing that the people inside did not react, the man tentatively twisted the door, but it did not open.

The other person patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "Let's go, let's go, maybe I went in to find her boyfriend, so I locked it up." ā€

"How's that going to work? This is a men's bathroom, a public place, and you can't casually engage in male-female relations. He shook his head decisively and continued to knock on the door.

Lan Weiyan helped Duanmu Heng to the door, and when she opened it, she saw the two men who had just walked out, and she was stunned for a moment. The lump of things between the legs of the two of them involuntarily floated in his mind, and he immediately frowned, and said impatiently: "Crazy people, get out of the way!" ā€

"Uh...... This young lady, I think I need to explain: we didn't go to the wrong place just now, you made the mistake, that's why you saw us......"

"Who's Miss Who? You're the young lady! Lan Weiyan was in a bad mood, Duanmu Heng was so drunk that he pressed most of his body on her, and she was so tired that she couldn't breathe. As soon as the upright man spoke, his face suddenly condensed, and he said in a deep voice, "What if I see it?" They all grow so small, do you want me to compensate for anything? Go, go, don't get in the way! ā€

After speaking, he helped Duanmu Heng to walk towards the corridor.

The two looked at each other in astonishment, and then the wind was messy again. Is that part of theirs really small? Woo woo woo - that young lady just now was so ruthless.

"Duanmu, you hold on, I'll send you home." Lan Weiyan didn't have time to say hello to those classmates, and it would be a waste of time to go back, and she was not in the same direction as the gate at all. So she directly helped Duanmu Heng to the door, and said worriedly, "You must not fall asleep, it is easy to catch a cold at night." ā€

"Home? I don't want to go home! Duanmu Heng heard Lan Weiyan's words in a daze, and hurriedly waved his hand, and said unhappily, "I don't want to go home today, whoever sends me home will be in a hurry!" ā€

How disappointed would parents be if they saw themselves drunk like this? Duanmu Heng thought sadly in his heart, he was so pitiful that he had nowhere to go even when he was sad, it was really sad.

Lan Weiyan looked at his overreaction in astonishment, and hurriedly comforted him and said, "Okay, okay, if you don't go home, I'll take you to the nearest hotel." That's all right, right? ā€

"Hmm...... Good. Duanmu Heng nodded, he was half-drunk and didn't have any consciousness, he only knew that there was someone around him who could completely reassure him to take care of him, but he didn't have the sober mind to think about who it was.

I opened a room at the front desk of the hotel, and I didn't bring my ID card, so I registered with Duanmu Heng's ID card, and then took the room card to help Duanmu Heng go to the elevator and press the second floor directly.

The consumption of this hotel is very different, the higher the price, the more expensive it is, she rented a room on the second floor, and the money on her own is just enough.

After putting Duanmu Heng on the bed, Lan Weiyan bent over and dragged his shoes for him, and took off his coat as well, so that he would not sleep comfortably.

Afraid that he would be uncomfortable with the beam of the headlamp, he turned off the headlamp and turned on a dim table lamp directly.

Turning around and bending down to cover him with the quilt, the man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her without blinking.

"Y-You're awake? Rest assured, I didn't do anything but take charge of sending myself here...... Yes! ā€

Before he finished speaking, his body was suddenly pulled onto the bed by Duanmu Heng, and he was quickly pressed under him.

She looked at his misty eyes in astonishment, her cheeks began to flush, and she said embarrassedly, "Duanmu, I—I should go home." ā€

"Don't go! Don't leave me with a back every time, how I wish you could go back and see, I've always been, always been. Duanmu Heng muttered, her thin lips already rubbed against her lips and kissed it gently.

He thought that the woman in front of him was An Qianchen, and his eyes were full of bitter pleading.

Lan Weiyan forgot to resist, and even enjoyed such a kiss a little. She once kissed and entangled Duanmu Heng in countless midnight dreams, but she always sighed alone after waking up from her dreams.

Only at this time did she wake up and realize that this was not a dream, because the man in front of her was so real, with body temperature and texture. Unexpectedly, her hands climbed up to his neck, and she subconsciously leaned her head closer to him more.

The smell of alcohol quickly spread in the mouths of the two, and Lan Weiyan forgot to react for a moment. She looked obsessively at the male god in her heart, watching him kiss her so much, and her heart gradually became less defensive.

Rudely stripped off her shirt, and her lips lingered over her.

Duanmu Heng is very jerky about the bed, and he is not like Mo Yanxu, who has rolled around on the bed with many different women countless times, this is the first time he has been so intimate with a woman.

Sticking out her tongue and gently licking her body full of fragrance, she kept rubbing and staying on the full roundness.

"Hmm-" An inexplicable impulsive desire quickly hit Lan Weiyan's mind, and at that moment, she clearly realized how exciting the feeling of being kissed by the cold and burning lips on her chest was, and with a shallow mouth, her hands were inserted into his hair, buried in her chest, and let him suck and rub it slowly.

"Hmm!" When she felt her big hand slowly sliding under her, Lan Weiyan involuntarily arched her body, and the tingling sensation became stronger and stronger, and even attracted all her mind.

Did he think about the result of their drunken disorder? Lan Weiyan's remaining sense suddenly thought of this question, but before he had time to think about it, he was completely captured by his gentle offensive.

Duanmu Heng looked at the woman below him obsessively, and was overjoyed to see that she had closed her eyes gently.

"Qianchen, Qianchen, I knew you wouldn't leave." After saying this, he lowered his head again and branded his mark on her skin one by one.

Lan Weiyan stiffened, tears instantly slipped from the corners of her eyes, penetrated into her hair, and wet the sheets under her head.