Boss, I really didn't mean that, forgive me......

Su Yan prayed for himself again in his heart, and looked at his boss with a look of fear.

After not getting a reply from his boss, Su Yan began to worry about what he would do later.

Analysis: No way, who made me think you were weird!

……

Then I saw a few more people coming in the private room.

Wearing a black sweatshirt, the key is also wearing gray jeans to look slender. Hands in the pockets of clothes, leisurely.

That's right, this person is An Xian.

Originally, there were also Fu Qing and Gu Qing who had made an appointment with the analysis today. But because of Mr. Yan's insertion, in order to avoid what he was doing from being discovered by this very sensitive Mr. Yan, he had to let An Xian come over alone.

The moment An Xian appeared, Xi got up. Some hurriedly ran to An Xian's side, and patted him on the shoulder unconsciously, as if to say, "Take it easy!" ”

An Xian, who received the hint, smiled at the analysis.

I didn't see it, the moment he got up, there was always a line of sight following him, and the moment he saw the two of them touching, his eyes were instantly cold.

And Su Yan, who had been noticing his own boss, turned pale almost instantly.

In an instant, the look in Xiang Xi's eyes was very indescribable.

"Hello, I'm An Xian."

An Xian stood there and introduced himself, and he said "I am", not "I called". This is obviously self-confidence from the bottom of my heart.

This is also obviously being told to these people here secretly.

Because of his words, there was a moment of silence in the room.

"Yo! It's too late, so it's fine! ”

Su Yan was in vain at this moment. He poured three glasses of wine himself, and grinned on his face.

An Xian was not ambiguous, and drank it without changing his face.

"Come, today we are here to celebrate the completion of our Xiaoxi college entrance examination. Let's raise our glasses and cheers! ”

The man next to him strictly forbade alcohol, and was handed a glass of juice instead.

After drinking, An Xian sat next to Xi again, and when he passed by Mr. Yan next to him, he smiled kindly, but Mr. Yan ignored it, and still looked at it.

Let the analysis be a little unyin.

"Eat something."

Before he could think about it, a hand with a knotted yin appeared in front of him, and his eyes moved to the left, and he saw a plate in his hand with fruit in it.

After a moment of confusion in his eyes, the man had already started directly, picked up the oranges on the plate, and sent them to the young man's pink mouth.

Seeing the young man eating, his eyes seemed to glance at An Xian.

An Xian said that he was very innocent at the moment, he was really a good soy sauce player!

The man's movements are very natural, and the analysis is also very comfortable.

But this picture is too impactful in the eyes of others.

Especially Xi Jianye, who was tasting fine wine, almost didn't squirt out what he didn't have time to swallow in his mouth.

No way! Here's what's going on.

Ah! Will these eyes still be there on a cloudy day?

It won't be sealed!

……

It didn't take long to play, because I secretly drank some wine, I couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep. I didn't notice that my face was completely black.

The man said hello to the people in the private room, and took the princess away.

And the analysis who was held did not feel any discomfort at all, but found a very comfortable position to continue dreaming.

The man's eyes continued to sink.

This man is so drunk, if it weren't for him by his side, he would still be like this?

No.

In this way, he will be unhappy!

The man thought a lot in his heart, and left everyone who continued to be stunned, how could he not understand it a little!

Why didn't you look at the yellow calendar when you went out today?

My eyes are a little unbearable, and I need treatment urgently!

……

Then I was lost in the land of injustice

Like looking for a friend or a neglected lover;

Contrary to the world, I am the light of peace, overflowing with longing, in the gloomy rain or the dazzling sun I want a truth that betrays you, forgetting in my fervent desire like the wings of flight to create their own clouds.

—Louis Serruda, "The Lightkeeper's Monologues"