The clubhouse is a private room, and the lights are blurred.

He Mian sat on the sofa, loosened his tie, relaxed his limbs, and closed his eyes to rest.

Jia Yan and the two demon girls got off the stage after singing love songs, and sat on the sofa opposite He Mian: "The exhibition ended successfully?" ”

"Hmm."

Jia Yan hugged left and right, and one of the girls fed him wine, he drank it obediently, and then shared it with the girl, which was very fun.

"Your agent is probably busy, so please do this game today." He Mian's painting can be sold for a sky-high price, and he has to help him spend it.

Jia Yan is not bad for money, but spending other people's money is more fragrant than spending his own.

He Mian was noncommittal, opened his eyes and wanted to pour wine, but the girl next to him was very discerning, poured a glass, and handed it to He Mian.

Finally there was something to do, and she sat here for a while, and the man beside her was so calm that she felt at a loss for what to do.

He Mian took it, turned the wine glass in his hand, and didn't drink it.

The girl next to her also poured a glass of wine, put He Mian's arm with one hand, and clinked glasses with He Mian with the other, He Mian didn't break free, touched it lightly, and took a sip.

"It's almost time for work here? When will the fog be returned? Jia Yan asked.

"In a few days." He Mian was a little absent-minded, and Su Yun's face flashed in his mind.

"What about you? When will I return to my home country? ”

"April or May, but I don't want to go back, stay here with the beauty." Jia Yan was serious for only three seconds, and flirted with the female companion in his arms.

The girl stuck to Jia Yan, as if she had no bones.

The girl next to He Mian became bolder, and her hand climbed on He Mian's chest.

He Mian grabbed the girl's soft hand and warned her eyes, but the girl was very bold, she wanted to take down this man tonight.

He Mian turned his head, the kiss fell on the side of his face, and the girl's eyes were like silk, ready to make further moves.

He Mian used his hand to push the girl away, and the girl fell to the ground, looking injured.

The girl is professionally trained and the service is in place, but he is only irritable.

He Mian threw off a stack of cash, waved his hand, and let the girl out.

The girl took the money and left aggrieved, which was simply an insult to her career.

Jia Yan "tsk" twice: "Violent heavenly things, how can you hurt the hearts of beauties so much?" ”

"Think everyone is like you?" He Mian took a sip of wine.

Jia Yan took this as a compliment: "Hey, I remember that you opened meat, if you hadn't flirted with women in a bar before, I would have thought you were gay." ”

In Jia Yan's impression, He Mian never approached women, and he was pure-hearted and had few desires, and he was once very worried that he would be favored by He Mian.

"I remember that she went to look for you a few days ago, her name is Su Yun, right? How's it going, isn't it delicious? Jia Yan smiled evilly, gossiping.

He Mian got up suddenly: "Let's go." ”

"Do you want me to send you?" Jia Yan said to He Mian.

"No, you don't."

"I said that you are not short of money, how good it is to hire an accompanying interpreter, so as not to get lost."

He Mian does not know French, and basically relies on mobile phone translation when going out independently, unless there is an event, ask for a human translator.

"Now go find it." He Mian dropped a sentence, and then opened the door and left.

Jia Yan can't understand the artist's brain circuit, and he doesn't care about him, such a big person will never lose it.

"Come, let's keep drinking." Jia Yan continued to get drunk and dream of death.

-

Ding-dong, ding-dong.

"Who?" Emma asked as she walked to the door.

"Hello, I'm Su Yun's friend." He Mian specially checked the translation and struggled to pronounce the words.

Emma opened the door, looked at the person, and her heart skipped a beat, was it an angel coming?

"Hello, please come in."

"Thank you. Where is Su Yun's room? The following question He Mian was asked in English.

Emma reacted for a few seconds and pointed in a direction.

He Mian smiled: "Thank you." ”

Emma's heart skipped another beat, only to see He Mian knock on the door, and then open the door and go in.

How did she feel that angels were familiar?

-

The light was on, and Su Yun and Yi were lying on the bed, already asleep.

The room was filled with a fragrance, a kind of magical power, and He Mian's heart was settled since he came in.

He walked to the side of the bed softly, his breathing was unconsciously light, and he quietly looked at Su Yun's sleeping face.

He reached out and stroked Su Yun's face, and it felt extremely good, as smooth as silk.

Gradually, he got closer and gently kissed the tip of Su Yun's nose.

The kiss gradually descended, and was about to touch the delicate lip flap.

Su Yun frowned and muttered, "Go away, it stinks to death." ”

He Mian paused for a moment, realizing that it might be the smell of perfume on his body, he sniffed his sleeve, a strange smell, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

He got up and looked around, Su Yun's room had its own bathroom, so he went to flush it.

He Mian rushed out with a bath towel wrapped in his lower body, went to bed and hugged Su Yun, and kissed him deeply.