Chapter 144 The sick and sweet junior begged me to coax him again (27)

Regarding his companion's behavior of death, the red-haired man winked at him, "You are crazy. This is the daughter of Zhang's group. Be careful that she will tear you down later."

The lowly whispered behind him came, and Zhang Qianqian paused slightly, and she couldn't help but walk back.

"Yes, who knows my aunt's reputation so clearly? Let's make friends with you... Song Yan?"

Zhang Qianqian didn't expect to meet Song Yan here. Her expression was slightly stagnant, and then she walked towards him.

"Song Yan, why are you here? Are you drunk?"

Zhang Qianqian looked at Song Yan, who was holding his head with one hand and unable to see his expression with his eyes down, and one question after another broke out.

The sound in the room was a little less and everyone couldn't help looking at them.

Zhang Qianqian tentatively pulled Song Yan up, "Song Yan, I'll take you back."

Before Song Yan's answer came, he alarmed Zhou Yanming beside him.

He narrowed his eyes and recognized him for a long time, then smiled enthusiastically, "Oh, isn't this a beautiful girl from Qianqian? You are here to welcome me? Don't worry, someone will give her away later."

Zhang Qianqian glanced at Zhou Yanming, "Get out of the way, you are all drunk, who will give it to me? I'm afraid I'll send it to the bed."

Seeing that Song Yan could not be moved, Zhang Qianqian simply sent a message to Xia Yu and asked him to pick him up.

I still have a party, but I put Song Yan here...

She looked at the pure or gorgeous women in the room. No, she couldn't afford these women.

After sending the message, she looked at Song Yan with concern and left decisively while stepping on the hatred.

After a while, the door was opened again. Everyone thought it was Zhang Qianqian who returned, but they didn't expect it to be a beautiful woman with a deserted temperament.

The surroundings suddenly silenced, Zhaoge ignored the stunning or jealous eyes, "Sorry, come and find someone."

She locked in Song Yan's position in the dim environment.

Song Yan vaguely felt that the atmosphere around him was different. In a daze, he seemed to see a familiar figure walking towards him.

Dreamy and unreal, Song Yan attributed this to his own dazzled eyes.

"My brother and sister, you are finally here!"

Zhou Yanming's eyes lit up and he got up and gave a drunk version of a gentleman's gift.

Zhaoge looked at the delicate and mixed-race man with deep eye sockets in front of him, and his first reaction was that he was so white.

She glanced at Song Yan, who was holding his eyes closed, and said tentatively: "Sir, is this message you sent?"

"It's me, I'm. Song Yan is drunk. Do you want to find two people to help you drag it into the car!"

Zhou Yanming rubbed his hands and admitted it with great pride.

He said why Song Yan didn't look for a girlfriend before, but he turned out to be too jealous.

Zhao Ge's eyes swept around the box, then looked at Song Yan leaning against the edge of the sofa, and said:

"No need to worry, don't you have a room upstairs? Please sign him a room."

Seeing Zhaoge ready to leave, Zhou Yanming didn't expect the current plot to develop, "Hey? This... Is he leaving?"

At the corner, Song Yan's hand moved slightly.

Zhaoge had already walked to the door, hesitated for a while, and turned back.

Zhou Yanming quickly made way for her. Zhaoge walked to Song Yan without saying anything, and looked at Song Yan from top to bottom.

When a person gets drunk, there are roughly two types.

Either they are excited and may be drunk; or they are like Song Yan, who are quieter than usual.

He lowered his eyebrows, looking really drunk, but his back was tense.

Zhaoge looked at him from a high point and kicked him in the calf with a clear voice: "Song Yan, are you going to leave? If you don't leave, I'll leave."

When everyone saw Zhao Ge's movements, they widened their eyes slightly, and their eyes kept turning back and forth between the two.

Seeing that she didn't respond, she turned around and her wrist was pulled down.

Zhaoge turned his head and looked at her, and Song Yan smiled helplessly and said, "I can't stand firm."

Knowing that he was pretending, Zhaoge still reached out to help him.

Song Yan took advantage of the force to get up and followed the trend with one hand on her shoulder. When he passed by Zhou Yanming, the other party blinked at him.

Walking in the hall, Zhaoge's eyes secretly glanced at Song Yan.

He watched his steps unstable, but he didn't have much force to press on himself.

Xia Yu was about to pick him up, but as soon as he arrived at the KTV door, he saw Song Yan and Zhaoge coming out.

He rubbed his eyes and couldn't help but say, "Damn... It turns out that Song Yan said he had a girlfriend is true!"

After getting into the car, Zhao Ge said, "My home or yours?"

Feeling the gaze from beside him, Zhao Ge coughed lightly and explained:

"Don't get me wrong, I mean, if you are not drunk, I will send you back; if you are drunk and there is no guarantee of one person, you can stay with me for one night."

The fact that pretending to be drunk was exposed, and Song Yan was not panicked.

He looked at Zhaoge and said, "I didn't send the news, I didn't know who were there in advance."

"I know."

Song Yan choked, and his brain, which was paralyzed by alcohol, was heavier than usual, but he still wanted to solve some things earlier.

"I'm sorry, the last time it was my fault, I shouldn't have misunderstood you. I thought that painting was given to my brother, so that's what you are going to do...

Zhaoge calmly interrupted him and said, "Song Yan, it's time for a month."

"What?"

Song Yan didn't react a little, Zhao Ge looked at him directly and continued with a calm attitude:

"It's meaningless to say this now. I accept your apology. I blame me for not explaining it clearly to you in advance. But let's stop with our relationship."

After a brief tinnitus, my whole body felt a little chilled. Song Yan's hands became tight and loose, loose and tight, but he still felt that he had heard it wrong, "Zhao Ge, why......"

Zhaoge turned his head a little reluctantly, and his inner OS: I don’t want to abuse you either. If we let this favorability stagnate, we can’t waste it.

In order to achieve your performance, I can only temporarily feel wronged.

Zhaoge's nails fell into the inside of his palm and sighed, "Song Yan, do you really like me?"

[System: Ding! Curiosity of the guide object +10, the current curiosity is 50. Congratulations to the host, successfully triggering the big gift package, and can be exchanged for the wishes of this plane!]

Sure enough, Song Yan's value began to change through this stimulus.

The curiosity increased, but this time the curiosity was not curious, but was puzzled by her breakup;

And, confusion about one's own emotions.

Song Yan hesitated...

Saying it is hesitation, but it is more confusion.

He didn't know what Zhaoge's definition of like is. Isn't it just like you when two people get along with each other?

He admitted that at the beginning it was indeed close to Zhaoge because of curiosity and novelty, and even the relationship, quarrel, cold war, and breakup between the two were all within his expectations.

This is a process that most men and women will definitely go through in love. They think they can flow with the waves and face it with the normal heart.

Does he like Zhaoge?

like.

But this kind of love seems to be unavailable.

Reason told him that this was the answer, but his heart was clamoring and singing the opposite tune.

Next, please watch my tricky green tea junior~

Is breaking up the beginning of abuse?

NO, it's the sweet beginning!
Chapter completed!