Nan Xiyue looked at the girl in a daze.

She lowered her head and covered her face with some annoyance, and after calming down for a long time, she slowly raised her head and looked at her secretly......

"Xiao Lanlan, are you okay?" She panicked.

The strong cocktails were easier to get on the head than the ones she had tasted before, and Shi Tinglan only felt that her stomach was burning, and her head quickly became dizzy, and she blinked her eyes in confusion.

Nan Xiyue stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her eyes, "Xiao Lanlan? ”

"Huh?" Shi Tinglan tilted his head to look at her, and a few pinks floated on his porcelain-like face.

The girl blinked innocently and aggrievedly, and those clear and misty eyes smiled like a crescent moon, as if full of stars, "I'm not Xiao Lanlan, I'm a little rabbit~"

Nan Xiyue: "......" is over.

It's one thing for her to want to see the crematorium for chasing her wife, but it's another thing to be thrown into the crematorium by her boyfriend.

……

Bo's chaebol.

Bo Yucheng leaned lazily on the back of his seat, his long legs folded casually, and a black folder resting in the crook of his arm.

He pursed his thin lips and flipped through the contract with his eyes slightly drooping, until the phone on his desk suddenly shook.

"Hum—" Bo Yucheng glanced faintly.

Seeing the text message sent by Shi Tianlan, his fingertips slid on the screen of his mobile phone, "I met your fiancée." ”

Seeing the words, Bo Yucheng's forehead jumped hard, and the folder in the crook of his arm also fell to the ground in a panic.

When did he have a fiancée?

He clutched his phone tightly, and suddenly felt a little flustered in his heart......

But even if he really didn't have a marriage contract with another woman, he realized that the girl must have misunderstood.

The man's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and he had a premonition that he was going to be cold in his heart, and immediately called back with a strong desire to survive......

However, at this moment the girl was already drunk.

She pillowed on Nan Xiyue's thigh, her lotus arm wrapped around her slender waist, and her head rubbed twice abrasively, "Xixi~"

Nan Xiyue didn't know if she was giggling or shouting at her.

She raised her hand and rubbed the corners of her eyebrows with some headaches, as the culprit is now regretting, very regretful......

"Shi Tinglan, you get up for me."

Nan Xiyue scooped up the girl lying on the ground, "A place like a bar is really not suitable for you, come home with me." ”

"Hmm......" when he pouted his pink lips lightly, "Don't, I want to be greasy, and I won't leave." ”

Her voice was soft and delicate, and then she tilted her body recklessly, and lay down directly on the sofa.

Nan Xiyue: "......"

She crossed her hands on her hips and lowered her eyes to the drunken girl on the sofa, and she couldn't help frowning at her appearance, thinking that she must not be allowed to stay here all night.

"Shi Tinglan, you are my nemesis!" Nan Xiyue gritted her teeth and finally decided to contact her man.

But she didn't know Shi Tianlan's lock screen password, and sat back on the sofa and was about to enter the code directly to invade, but she didn't expect Bo Yucheng's phone to come in first.

"Suzu—"

Nan Xiyue answered immediately without hesitation.

But before she could speak, she heard a deep voice on the other side of the phone, which seemed to be a little anxious.

"Lanlan, listen to my explanation, I don't have a fiancée, I don't know other women, I only have you by my side."

Nan Xiyue: "......"

She did something wrong and was going to be stuffed with dog food.

Forget it, it seems that this matter is indeed her fault.

"The ......," she hesitated, "to interrupt for a moment." ”

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng frowned tightly, and his voice suddenly became a little cold, "Who are you?" What about Lan Lan? ”

Nan Xiyue squinted her eyes, and the girl was nestled on the sofa counting how many hairs she had......

"I ...... I'm her friend. ”。

She frantically organized the language, "She's a little too drunk, are you her boyfriend?" Why don't you pick it up? ”