The thing in her eyes was swaying around, and she couldn't see his face clearly. She stretched out her hand to slap his cheek and moved closer, her warm breath mingling with his, "What, what's the problem?"
"Do you still love Tang Shaolun?" So much that you would still get drunk on him two years after we broke up, like you do today?
"Tang Shaolun?" She tried hard to wake up, but her body didn't obey her orders. She was limp and her hands were too weak. "Who is he?"
He took her swaying into his arms and rested his chin on her head, "Well, Tang Shaolun, the person he met in the restaurant today."
She looked confused, "Tang Shaolun?"[
"Yes, Tang Shaolun." He smiled and rubbed her hair, "Is it uncomfortable? Do you want to lie down?"
"No, I'm just a little dizzy." To prove that she was fine, she shook her head vigorously.
She originally wanted to get up and jump, but as soon as she had the idea of getting up, Lan Yanshu stopped her and laid her down on the bed. He also took off his coat and got in, holding her in his arms. "Be good, don't move, or it will take a while.
It will be very uncomfortable.”
"Oh." She nodded obediently, burying herself in his chest without moving. The refreshing smell from his body made her drowsy. "You smell good."
"Well, as long as you like it." He paused for a while and then said, "Li Ming."
"Huh?" She was still drunk and her speech was unclear.
"You haven't answered my question yet."
"Well" she thought hard for a long time before she remembered what he had just asked and said through gritted teeth, "Who said I love Tang Shaolun?"