He went down with two glasses of wine, and as he spoke, he stood up and walked to Jian Jia's side, "It's boring, I can't drink Brother taught you how to drink -!" ”

It's just that before he arrived, Chen Li kicked his calf. He had learned hand-to-hand combat, and there was no mercy at this step, and Brother Gongzi knelt directly on the ground, and everyone heard the sound of a broken leg in the noisy music.

"Click".

The only thing that was quiet in the booth was the frantic music in the bar, and Chen Li's slow voice, noble and dangerous: "Didn't you hear him say he didn't want to drink?" ”

The owner of the bar finally crawled and nodded and came over to invite the troublesome boy out.

When everyone looked at Jian Jia, they were already a little shocked in their hearts, and there was a different meaning in their eyes.

Jian Jia asked softly, "Chen Li, are you in a bad mood?" ”

"Nope." Chen Li lit a cigarette: "Scared? ”

Jian Jia shook his head, and after a while, he spoke again: "Actually, it doesn't matter if I drink a little." ”

"I think it matters." Chen Li leaned idly on the sofa, put his right hand on it, tilted his head and spit out a puff of cigarette, glancing at him: "Jian Jia, no one can bully you and make you unhappy." Including me, you know? ”

"Oh."

Jian Jia picked up the glass of milk.

In the midst of the deafening music, he heard his own heartbeat again.

After a small episode, the atmosphere of the booth was once again heated up by Xiao Chen's social atmosphere group.

Chen Li's status in Yunjing is there, even in the upper circle, he is the prince who is the star holding the moon, who dares to say that he is not.

After a few rounds of games, the booth was already lively.

There was a particularly bold actress, who looked only twenty-five or sixteen years old, holding up her mobile phone to take a few selfies, taking in the environment of the booth, and shaking her mobile phone after the shooting: "Brother, can I post on Moments?" ”

"Fabei, who am afraid of me looking so handsome?" Xiao Chen responded.

The actress fell into his arms and played affectionately, kissing together from time to time. After making trouble for a while, the actress looked at her mobile phone and suddenly paused, got up from Xiao Chen's arms, and glanced at Chen Li uncertainly.

"Brother Li." The actress snorted.

"What's the matter?" Chen Li said.

The actress handed Chen Li her mobile phone, which was a chat record between her and others.

Jian Jia glanced over, his expression froze, and the name of the note was Jian Xingyang.

"Xingyang swiped my circle of friends and said that he wanted to come to you." The actress was cautious: "He said he wanted to apologize to you and let you ignore him." Look, do you want Xingyang to come here? ”

This corner of the booth is eerily quiet.

Jian Jia put down the milk that he drank a few sips, and suddenly realized that Chen Li was in a bad mood because he quarreled with the object.

It turned out not because of him.

Chen Li closed his eyes and rested, but did not speak, and the actress couldn't make up her mind for a while.

Jian Jia stared at the glass of milk, suddenly felt the air suffocating, subconsciously picked up the whiskey on the table and took a sip, and hurriedly stood up: "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

"Whoa—"

The cold water hit her face, and Jian Jia felt the strength of the wine and realized it. When you look up, a beautiful, stunning face is reflected in the ornately carved mirror. His eyes were slightly red, his expression was pale, and he felt really uncomfortable when he was drunk.

Jian Jia rubbed her stomach and felt a little dizzy after taking two steps.

There was a miasma of smoke in the booth, and he didn't want to go back for the time being, so he found a sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, ready to sit and blow the wind for a while.

The April wind was already on the warm side, and the night breeze was blowing, and he was getting more and more confused.

I don't know how long it took, the phone buzzed and vibrate, and the notification bar popped up with a WeChat message, from Chen Bosheng.

[Have you arrived at the dormitory?] ]

Jian Jia hurriedly replied: [It's here, senior brother.] ]

The opposite side almost seconds back: [?] ]

Chen Bosheng: [Look up and see what time I send your message?] ]

- Half past twelve at noon.

Jian Jia: ......

Good society dies. Ahh

[Haven't you slept yet?] The news is here again.

[Not ...... yet] Jian Jia typed with both hands, and because he was drunk and out of focus, he couldn't press the twenty-four keys well, so he simply switched his voice: "I haven't slept yet, senior brother, but I'm planning to sleep now." ”

Two seconds have passed since the voice was spoken.

Chen Bosheng replied with an ellipsis paragraph: [......]

Jian Jia thought there was something wrong with her voice, so she clicked on it and listened to it.

In addition to his voice, there is also the deafening and heart-rending bar DJ: "I'm a handsome guy with an alcohol allergy!" My wine is bad! But I exploded! Love! Drink! ”

No problem.

His speech is quite clear, and his front and back nasal voices are correct.

"Are you sure you're going to sleep?" Chen Bosheng also sent a voice over, and his tone was a little outrageous: "Where are you going to sleep?" ”

"The couch." Jian Jia said as she looked at the sofa she was sitting on.

"Where's the couch?" Chen Bosheng asked.

"Sitting-on couch." Jian Jia replied honestly.

"Have you been drinking? Never mind. Chen Bosheng said, "Take a picture of me now." ”

“…… Oh. Jian Jia took a picture of the bar sofa, and the name of the bar appeared in the corner.

"Jian Jia, you're at the bar." Chen Bosheng ruthlessly debunked.

Jian Jia didn't know what was going on, so she rebelled inexplicably and said stubbornly: "I'm not in the bar." ”

"Well, you don't." Chen Bosheng smiled coldly: "Wait." ”

Jian Jia stared at "waiting" for a while, and her brain, which was paralyzed by alcohol, could no longer analyze the meaning of Chen Bosheng's words.

So according to the literal meaning, to wait is to sit still and not move.

For a long time, Chen Bosheng didn't send him any more messages.

Jian Jia opened her eyes blankly and looked at the early summer night as if she were empty. In the open-air corridor not far away, Chen Li didn't know when he came out, half-leaning on the railing, which was a gesture of affection in the game. Jian Xingyang eagerly clinged to him, explaining with tears on his face.

He saw Chen Li bow his head, extinguish the cigarette in his hand, and play with ease.

Until Jian Xingyang was covered by his body, swallowed his voice when kissing, and stopped talking.

In the noisy music, Jian Jia's back was lined with a little thin, as if it was about to be broken by the wind in the next second.

Jian Jia felt that Chen Bosheng should not pay attention to him tonight.

As a result, the mobile phone vibrated again, this time it was voice, and Chen Bosheng's cold and deep voice came: "Turn back." ”

Jian Jia subconsciously turned his head and stumbled unsteadily.

Chen Bosheng stood behind him, supported his waist, and grabbed him, and Jian Jia almost fell into his arms.

The eldest young master raised his eyebrows and released his arrows coldly: "Little liar, this is called not in the bar?" ”

Chapter 11: The Flight

Jian Jia's brain was a little sluggish after drinking.

I couldn't tell what Chen Bosheng's tone meant, just hearing the word "liar", I subconsciously thought that the other party was blaming him.

Look at him as if he came to arrest people and ask the teacher for sin.

Jian Jia's brain twitched, maintaining the posture of falling into Chen Bosheng's arms, and thought about it.

Seriously reflected for a second: "Senior brother, I will really be deaf if I go to the bar too much." You told me not to go, I couldn't hear me. ”

The implication.

I'm not rebellious to go to the bar, I'm deaf.

"Well, I believe you." Chen Bosheng smiled coldly: "How much did you drink?" ”

"A cup of ......," Jian Jia replied honestly.

"How much is this?" Chen Bosheng stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and compared two words.

Jian Jia thought to herself that this was not teasing him, "Senior brother, you look down on me too much, I just had a drink, how could it be possible to get drunk to this extent." ”

Jian Jia stretched out her hand and pressed his two slender fingers down, stared at him very seriously, and replied, "It's a finger." ”

Chen Bosheng: "......"

He didn't bother to bother with the drunk: "Can you still walk?" ”

The drunken nodded, "Yes." I can walk in a straight line. ”

Jian Jia realized that he was being held in Chen Bosheng's arms, if it was just a friend, Jian Jia didn't care.

But his own sexual orientation is a man, thinking of Chen Bosheng's rejection of Xu Ziyi's ruthless attitude, it is estimated that the great god's sexual orientation is as straight as a telephone pole.

Jian Jia was afraid that the other party would think that she was taking advantage of her afterwards, so she hurriedly stood up from Chen Bosheng's arms.

He only drank a glass of wine, and in addition to the very faint taste of sweet wine, there was also a sweet fragrance similar to a white peach, refreshing and clean. In Xu Qian's words, it belongs to the first love fragrance of gentleness and pure desire to kill men 100%.

Jian Jia broke away from his arms, leaving only a little of the smell of white peaches.

Chen Bosheng subconsciously shook his palm.

Jian Jia really strictly followed the requirements set by himself and walked out of a very perfect straight line.

Like the kind of person who is obviously drunk and can't do it, but in public for the sake of face, he still has to pretend that he is not drunk.

Jian Jia asked as she walked, trying her best to maintain her "normality": "Senior brother, did you come by car?" ”

"Hmm." Chen Bosheng stared at him, lest he hit the ground in the next second.