The onlookers could see that Qiao Yan was drunk and dizzy. Everyone had different expressions, some had a good look at the show, some sweated for her, and some were indifferent to themselves.

When Qiao Yan was about to drink the second glass of wine, Zhong Kai wanted to step forward to stop it, but was stopped by Wan Xing. "No one's boyfriend has stopped you, what's wrong with you." Wan Xing and Zhong Kai had also seen Yu Chihong before.

Zhong Kai didn't know how to explain to Wan Xing, so he could only give up for the time being. But seeing that Qiao Yan was faint like that and wanted to drink a third glass of wine, he couldn't hold back anymore. was about to rush up, but Yu Chihong had already stepped in front of Qiao Yan, his hand pressed her hand holding the cup, pressing it tightly and hard, and his voice was commanding: "Don't drink anymore!" ”

"Don't you?" Qiao Yan stared at him in a daze, what qualifications did he have to "forbid" her to do anything. She was in a trance, a little unreal. He forcefully snatched the glass from her hand and put it down, and in an uproar, he led her away from the performance venue.

Qiao Yan felt that her steps were fluttering, as if she was stepping on cotton, so she could only lean on Yu Chihong and let him hug him to the seat.

Wei Chihong beckoned to the waiter. "Give her a cup of iced tea."

The iced tea was quickly delivered, and Wei Chihong brought the teacup to Qiao Yan's lips, still in an ordered tone: "Drink a little!" You must be dizzy and hot, iced tea will make you more comfortable! ”

"I don't drink! Don't drink it! Qiao Yan's body was sideways, half a cup of iced tea was spilled on her neckline, flowing onto her skin, cold and damp, she shivered in horror, her brain was a little clear, her thoughts rushed wildly, and the wounded feelings suddenly looked back, her tone was extremely deep resentment and resentment, "You get out!" Since you don't want me anymore, what do you care about me! ”

Yu Chihong stared at her, her anger and emaciation throbbing his heart like a whip. "Obedient, I know you're having a hard time." He softened his voice and took a tissue to wipe her.

"I don't listen!" Qiao Yan blocked his hand and staggered to stand up, "I'm looking for your brother, I saw him." ”

Yu Chihong grabbed her hard, and she fell on his lap without strength.

"Don't go!" Yu Chihong frowned, the flames under his eyes were beating, and the muscles in his chin tensed, as if he was trying to suppress some thought.

Qiao Yan looked at him, and even in the drunken dizziness, she could tell that he was in a contradictory struggle. "I'm here for you tonight." He finally spoke.

"Oh!" Qiao Yan snorted softly, "You're here for me?" Do you want to match me and your brother? Okay, then you go and get him, I'm going to have a good talk with him. She nodded, the onset of alcohol became more and more severe, and the Wei Chihong in front of her suddenly became several, and she laughed, her smiling eyes were covered with tears. You see, I'm lonely, lonely......" She sniffed and wanted to cry out loud, "You're so ruthless, you won't look back when you're gone." In that case, don't mess with me again, I'm not for you to come and go as soon as you summon me......" she couldn't go on, dizziness and grief conquered her, and she couldn't figure out what she was talking about. Her head bowed, she lay on the table, her cheeks buried in the crooks of her arms, and began to cry helplessly, in a low voice.

Her sobs tore through the last mask of Yu Chihong, and his nerves ached, and he looked at her swaying shoulders and thick black hair, gritted his teeth, stood up, and without saying a word, took off his blazer and draped it over her trembling shoulders.

She was startled, looked up, pushed the coat to the ground, and looked at him with grief and annoyance. "Don't mess with me!" She used the strength of wine to vent all the resentment in her chest.

Yu Chihong leaned down, picked up his coat, and put it on her shoulders, and he whispered in her ear: "You're drunk, I'll take you home, okay?" ”

"It's not good, I'm not going home, you go away, leave me alone! Go away...... Qiao Yan's voice was low, her consciousness was dissipating, she began to have nausea and want to vomit, all kinds of noisy sounds surrounded from all directions, bombarding her consciousness, she couldn't think anymore.

Wei Chihong wanted to help her up, but she struggled and staggered. He couldn't care about the curious eyes around him anymore, hugged Qiao Yan horizontally, and wrapped her in his blazer.

Qiao Yan wanted to struggle, wanted to speak, she still had a little residual consciousness, but a wave of dizziness conquered her, her head tilted into the strong and firm arm, and there was no strength to struggle.

Walking out of the Black Cat Mansion, the cold wind came to his face, and Wei Chihong couldn't help but shiver. The coat was stored in the Black Cat Mansion, he didn't have the heart to take it at all, he only wore a thin shirt on his upper body, and the cold wind kept shuttling in the alleys, no matter how strong he was, he was shivering with cold. Fortunately, he still holds Qiao Yan in his arms, and he can draw some warmth from her.

And Qiao Yan was not drunk to the point of being completely ignorant, the jolt of Wei Chihong's walking caused her strong nausea, she wanted to vomit, but she still had the willpower to overcome the feeling of wanting to vomit, and she couldn't stain his clothes. But the cold wind kept blowing, and the vomiting feeling became stronger and stronger, and she desperately endured it, so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry. Finally, she was carried into a warm room, and she could no longer restrain herself and began to vomit profusely.

In a trance, someone was busy for her, Yu Chihong, and Aunt Axiu. In a trance, she turned the world upside down, crying and moaning, and then began to laugh, laughing enough and cursing "bastard" in a low voice...... Someone pressed an ice towel on her forehead, she was forced to drink something, as if someone was taking off her clothes, she wanted to resist in a daze, but her eyelids were so heavy, sleepy like a demon that could not be dispersed, she couldn't resist, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Yu Chihong carried Qiao Yan to the bed and wanted to change her clothes, at first he could feel her struggle, but soon she didn't move, curled up in his arms, like a well-behaved kitten. Finally quiet, he sighed, and looked at the sleeping face, frowning lightly, two long rows of eyelashes under the closed eyelids, a small and straight nose, thin and pitiful lips closed with a beautiful arc from chin to neck...... He rubbed the back of his hand against her cheek, and couldn't help but bow his head, his lips fell lightly on her lips, this touch was uncontrollable, he was infatuated with her lips, tossing and sucking from shallow to deep. Unconsciously driven by his hand, he slowly pulled down the black evening dress on her body.

Qiao Yan suddenly woke up and turned around. Her brow furrowed slightly, and her long eyelashes lifted upward, revealing a pair of misty, watery eyes. The frowning eyebrows are lovable, and the eye waves are like the moon, like water, like a clear pool. She tried to move her body, letting out a low moan. His lips, which were kissed by him, were ruddy and beautiful, trembling slightly.

Wei Chihong's body stiffened slightly, he didn't want Qiao Yan to think that he was taking advantage of her drunkenness, especially when she had scolded her countless "bastards" just now. But the feather-like eyelashes flickered slightly, and then fell again, and her brow furrowed even tighter.

Wei Chihong didn't dare to mess around anymore. He wanted Qiao Yan to lie down, but as soon as his eyes fell, his breathing began to become rapid again. Qiao Yan's evening dress has been faded to his waist, the dress is an off-the-shoulder style, she is not wearing a bra, only a nipple patch, the plump and delicate figure is almost completely naked in front of his eyes, the round and towering top wants to cover and shame, extremely tempting, sexy body is fragrant, causing him to reverie for a while.

His eyes were staring straight at him, his heart pounding wildly, his throat constricted. The hand was also tempted, exploring the end of desire, but in an instant it retracted like an electric shock. In front of his eyes, many shadows flashed at him, like close-ups of the deformation in the movie, overlapping and pounced on him. The shadows pounced on him, on him...... Like a sharp blade, it suddenly slashed through his heart one after another, he clenched his teeth in pain, and cold sweat almost broke out on his forehead.

He had to turn off the lights, and after a while of pain, he changed into her pajamas in the dark.

After Yu Chihong and Qiao Yan left the Black Cat Mansion, the others continued to enjoy the New Year's Eve cocktail party. Hai Haoyi and Mo Yuqing focused on dancing and never changed their dance partners from beginning to end. Except for something to leave for a while, he basically stayed with Mo Yuqing all night.

Hai Haoyi's hand was originally gently supporting Mo Yuqing's lower back, but at some point, his arm had already wrapped around her, making her clinging to him, and his cheeks were almost snuggled up to hers. Mo Yuqing didn't resist, leaned close to him, took a deep breath, didn't speak, but the dance steps began to be chaotic.

Finally, Hai Haoyi's lips pressed to her ear. With the beat of the music, he slid with her rhythmically, but whispered in her ear and seriously: "I asked you to dance, in fact, I just want to get closer to you, because...... I have a lot to say to you. ”

Mo Yuqing's dance steps became even more chaotic, she shyly tilted her head to the side, refusing to face him.

"Yuqing," Hai Haoyi shouted, flustered from her evasion, he was not sure, he was both eager to get it and afraid of failure, he felt that his heart was beating irregularly.

"You ...... me Do you feel anything? He nudged Mo Yuqing away, wanting to see her face, but she dodged. However, the music stopped, and she had to stop and wait for another piece to begin. So, he saw her face, her eyes, and her panicked looks.

"Answer me!" He pleaded, "Why don't you speak?" Be...... Can't bear to reject me? He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, "I'm ready to take the blow, you...... Go ahead! ”

Mo Yuqing felt that she couldn't be silent anymore and couldn't let him misunderstand. She has feelings for him, but she has never really been in love, she can't grasp her feelings well, and she doesn't know him well enough to accept it casually.