The brother is good, and he thinks about him, but he is stupid and misses the opportunity.

Even if you can't get on the base now, you have to take the opportunity to get closer to her, say a few more words, talk about life ideals, poems and songs for a while, it's okay, now it's just blind!

No matter how depressed I am, I can only look at the closed door and sigh, but the bathroom is inside and outside. He had to wash up and take a shower, and he didn't bring pajamas, but it didn't matter, the hotel provided bathrobes anyway.

Packed up, he lay down on the couch. In this old-fashioned building, the sofa in the hotel is quite large, about a meter wide. Thinking of the locker that Bo Yan said, he really looked for it, and there was indeed Du Leis. But it has nothing to do with him, he is lying on the sofa again, covered with a small quilt.

The curtains were drawn, the house was soundproof, there were no reporters in the corridors, and there was no noise from the reporters outside, everything was quiet. But Han Yifan couldn't fall asleep over and over. Especially when you smell her in this room, the feeling is even more subtle.

I couldn't sleep for a long time, Han Yifan lifted the quilt, remembered that there was wine in the suite, and simply prepared to drink a little to help him sleep. As soon as he got up, he didn't expect the door to move slightly, and after that, Shang Fei'er came out in his pajamas, and when he saw him sitting up, both of them were stunned.

Fortunately, Han Yifan's brain didn't short-circuit at this time, and asked, "Can't sleep?"

Shang Fei'er hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"I can't sleep either. He walked to the bar and found a bottle of whiskey, "Do you want to drink?"

Shang Fei'er hesitated again and did not leave. He didn't persuade him, after all, it was not good for men to persuade women to drink, but he still prepared two crystal glasses, and took out the ice cubes for the guests in the refrigerator next to him.

As soon as she poured herself a glass, the footsteps next to her gradually followed, and Han Yifan also put ice cubes in her wine glass and poured a glass of wine.

The two sat at the bar, no one spoke, and drank slowly.

Maybe it was because she drank and relaxed, and Han Yifan's previous nervousness in front of her was gone. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then shook his head: "This black cube really doesn't taste very good." However, bad wine is also the benefit of bad wine, it is difficult to drink, so I drink less. ”

Shang Fei'er asked, "You know how to drink very well?"

"I'm the ...... who runs a bar myself" As soon as he finished speaking, Han Yifan slapped himself in the face, he knew that Shang Fei'er liked to be gentle and elegant, and he threw his own bar to take care of others, and he came to work by himself, but he didn't look like an elite, but like a gentleman.

But Shang Fei'er smiled, she could hear that what Han Yifan said was the truth. Anyway, he also felt that he and Shang Fei'er had no hope, but he relaxed a little: "My father wants me to do a serious job, but the family business must be my brother's, what's the use of my hard work." It's like Bo Yan, so good, and the family property has no share with him. Anyway, with my brother and my dad here, I can't starve. So I just did what I wanted, and I opened a bar and played with heavy metal. ”

"It's good, anyway, individuals have their own way of living. "It's good to be a gentleman, at least someone in the family is willing to support him. Unlike her, who has worked hard for so many years, she still makes people laugh today.

"Actually, like you, I've seen it before, it's my ex-girlfriend, the scumbag who was caught splitting his legs on the anniversary of love, and he was still caught in my store. ”