When you're drunk, it's easy to think of a lot of things that you deliberately avoid on weekdays.

For example, the frustrated love scene, such as the bleak future, and the ambition of the year.

On the street at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, men and women in twos and threes, drunk like mud, singing loudly, crying out of shape, all kinds of ugliness in life, under the stimulation of alcohol, do not feel embarrassed.

Located on the top floor of the top bar, there are surprisingly few customers tonight.

Su Chenfeng likes this quiet atmosphere.

After ordering a martini and drinking it slowly, the two women sitting next to each other recognized the former big star and muttered quietly, hesitating to come forward and ask for a photo and autograph.

Big wavy curls with burgundy hair color with flaming red lips and elegant heels.

There is no wind and dust, but with a hint of enchantment.

When a burst of aroma wafted into the tip of Su Chenfeng's nose instead of wine, he raised his eyes and noticed the lady in front of him.

"Excuse me, is there anyone around?"

Su Chenfeng sat at the bar, and there was no one around. This woman's question is ambiguous.

Su Chenfeng laughed softly, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the slightly drunken alcohol stimulated adrenaline.

He was a little drunk.

"Of course not."

The woman laughed when she heard this, and beckoned the bartender to pour her a martini that was the same as Su Chenfeng's.

"Alone?"

The woman lifted her lips lightly.

"There is only one person, a ghost, and I don't know."

Su Chenfeng lowered his head and took a small sip, this was already the fourth cup.

"Are female ghosts afraid?"

The woman came up affectionately, with no way to avoid it, and she was familiar with the road, as if she and Su Chenfeng were already old acquaintances.

"I'm afraid."

Su Chenfeng didn't take over the topic, he drank by himself, the woman was a little uncomfortable, and a trace of an embarrassed smile appeared on her face.

"It's amazing, isn't it a Taoist priest, and he can get rid of ghosts."

With a "snap", he slapped some money on the table.

"I've got this gentleman's wine."

After speaking, he turned around and left, his waist was soft, attracting the sideways glance of the man beside him.

The two women at the next table winked at each other and stared at the red-haired woman as she left the bar.

Such demonic stunners often haunt, Su Chenfeng has seen enough, there are many entertainment circles, and there are even more entertainment malls.

So he missed An Xiaoxi, who was eating barbecue and drinking beer at the food stall.

She doesn't have the slightest scheming, she doesn't calculate what to get out of her encounter.

Such a woman is really worthy of trust, but unfortunately there are too few, and when she meets it, she is still Qiao Wenhan's person.

It wasn't early, and Su Chenfeng was also a little drunk, and got up to leave.

"Hello...... Is it Su Chenfeng? ”

The two women finally mustered enough courage and stepped forward to greet Su Chenfeng.

After all, these two people still have the psychology of some fans, and seeing Su Chenfeng is like seeing a strange thing.

"I'm Su Chenfeng, who are you?"

Su Chenfeng was a little drunk, and the other party couldn't see clearly. His vision was blurry, his mouth was dry, and even the ceiling looked a little shaky.

"We're your fans, take the liberty of asking if you can give both of us an autograph?"

"Yes, yes, we have no ill will."

Another younger woman hurriedly added, from Su Chenfeng's frowning brows, she could see that he was a little unhappy, afraid that this signature would fail.

"Hmm. What about the pen. “

Su Chenfeng is refreshing, rather than refusing, it is better to sign and leave quickly.

The other party took out two delicate leather notebooks, as well as a high-end German signature pen.

Su Chenfeng waved his pen and signed the name that had been written countless times.

The lights, cheers, and screams of the past seemed right in front of you, only to disappear without a trace in an instant.

After he retired from filming, he concentrated on running the family business, but now his career has come to an end, and the past scenery only relies on sporadic fans to remind him that he was once popular.

"Thank you, thank you."

The two of them got the autograph as if they had found a treasure, and when they saw that Su Chenfeng was about to get up, they mustered up the courage to ask for a group photo.

Su Chenfeng refused.

Now he is tired, still with the smell of alcohol, and has been an actor for many years, and only agrees to fans' group photo requests when he is in the best condition, otherwise the photos will flow into the hands of unscrupulous tabloids, and he doesn't know what horror content will be made.

"I'm leaving, you guys go home early."

Before Su Chenfeng left, he didn't forget to remind that these two young women didn't look like people who would hang out in bars, but like the kind of college students who opened their eyes to see the world.

The two women were completely fascinated by Su Chenfeng.

Such a gentleman, such gentleness, and a hint of decadence that you can't see on TV.

But Su Chenfeng himself had a splitting headache, and he took a taxi home, but he almost fell asleep in the car.

Who is he?

He is Su Chenfeng, the heir of the Su family, but now he has nothing.

His grandfather only treated him as a pawn, his father was ruthless and resolute, and his mother, who depended on him for his life, is still hiding it from him to this day.

What kind of existence is he?

"Poor worm."

Su Chenfeng muttered to himself.

I didn't change my clothes, I didn't freshen up, and I only felt dizzy when I collapsed on the bed.

The smell of wine made the old butler sigh secretly.

When I opened my phone, there were a bunch of messages, but there was no An Xiaoxi.

He made so many missed calls, why was An Xiaoxi indifferent?

Maybe he couldn't even see An Xiaoxi clearly.

With a wry smile and turned over, Su Chenfeng kicked off the shoes on his feet, curled up, like a little baby lying in his mother's womb, and fell asleep deeply.

The reality is too unsatisfactory, and in the dream, there may be happy things.

……

"Miss An? Miss Ann? “

The waiter called An Xiaoxi softly, and then opened his confused eyes.

"All the items are done, you can rest here, if you need other services, ring this bell and we will come"

An Xiaoxi nodded.

In the SPA club, An Xiaoxi lay alone on the VIP bed and slept for a long time.

I don't know if it's because of the technician's massage technique or the effect of aromatherapy essential oils, An Xiaoxi hasn't slept so sweetly for a long time.

Stretching and yawning, An Xiaoxi was ready to continue to enjoy the aftertaste of care, Qiao Wenhan's phone called incomprehensibly.

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't do anything."

Obviously, he had already inquired with the maid at home, and An Xiaoxi's whereabouts were also well understood, but he had nothing to say.

"It's nothing, don't think about me, run around."

Could this sour tone be the sour smell of love? An Xiaoxi smiled.

"I didn't come out to do a spa, and I didn't become a prisoner, you are still unreasonable."

An Xiaoxi really felt that this person was very angry, and really wanted to punch his stinky face.

But with such a heroic face, he was reluctant to fight.

An Xiaoxi had to admit that he was really still a face control.

"I just don't want you, whatever!"

Justified, with a little bit of a little woman's coquettishness. Qiao Wenhan's thoughts about the meeting were all thrown out of the clouds, he just wanted to go home and hurry up to deal with this woman!

"An Xiaoxi, you wait for me."

Qiao Wenhan gritted his teeth when he spoke, and his tone seemed to be about to swallow An Xiaoxi alive.

An Xiaoxi was worried about what punishment she would receive, but in fact, there was no punishment, but the invincible Qiao was always stirred by her, and she didn't know that she was busy with business.

"Ah......" hung up the phone, An Xiaoxi breathed a long sigh of relief, lay on the bed and fell asleep again. The light is gentle, and the smell of the aromatherapy is pleasant, just like in a sea of flowers.

The temperature is just right, she doesn't need to be covered with a quilt, just wrapped in a nightgown.

The air smells sweet, strawberry or vanilla, and a bit like kiwi.

An Xiaoxi fell asleep and began the journey of eating and drinking in her dreams again.

"Hmmm! It's so sweet. ”

What was that? It's so familiar, the kind of ridiculous tone with an evil spirit.

But how can this voice appear in a dream? Ann Xiaoxi's subconscious struggled.

"Qiao Wenhan!"

I woke up with a shout, and there was still a fine layer of sweat on my face.

It turned out that the air conditioner in the room was tampered with by someone who didn't know who had done it, and the temperature was getting higher and higher. The taste of those tropical fruits is an illusion caused by the heat.

An Xiaoxi suddenly felt dry and wanted to eat some fresh and sweet fruits.

Turning on the light, I was about to ask the waiter to bring in some fruit platters and snacks, when I suddenly rolled out of bed in fright.

"Qiao Wenhan!"

Ann Creek shouted.

"In!"

Qiao Wenhan smiled evilly. He sat down on the couch next to him, still holding a piece of fruit in his hand.

The scent just now was not an illusion, it was Qiao Wenhan, the bastard, who was playing a prank. Knowing An Xiaoxi's sensitive sense of smell, he deliberately bullied her like this.

"Why don't you say a word, pretending to be a ghost!"

An Xiaoxi was not angry, and directly snatched the fruit that Qiao Wenhan had just picked up in his hand, and stuffed it into his mouth in a big bite.

"Miss, I've been sitting here for ten minutes, and you're sleeping like a pig, and you don't even know if you've been killed."

Qiao Wenhan said and sandwiched another piece, but An Xiaoxi was completely enraged by his words.

The awkward state of his sleep just now was looked at by him again.

It's really embarrassing, but I don't know how to retaliate against him, so I have to snatch the fruit that he brought to his mouth again and swallow it to relieve his anger.

"Huh? I said......"

Qiao Wenhan squinted and looked at An Xiaoxi. A playful look.

"What do you say? Are you embarrassed to say? You almost didn't scare me to death just now, you say, what's the good of scaring me to death? ”

Qiao Wenhan saw An Xiaoxi's round eyes, very similar to animals like rabbits, and he had no tricks.

This An Xiaoxi, is she going to be eaten by her for the rest of her life, it's just a little girl.

Qiao Wenhan was also puzzled by what An Xiaoxi's charm was.

"I didn't really come here for any other purpose, it's just ......"

Qiao Wenhan finally got the opportunity to eat a bite of fruit.

Ann Xiaoxi waited to hear his answer. It's all fallacious.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I miss you......"

An Xiaoxi's face turned red.