"Young lady, well, let Mr. Tang have a good rest." The entourage waited on Tang Xiao into the quilt, and half a day later he tucked in the corner of the quilt. After everything was very thoughtful, he straightened up and said to Fu Zhiran.

Although the attitude is very respectful, but Fu Zhiran heard that he must let her go with him.

It seems that Lan Jingyan explained it.

Is Jing Yan aware of something?

Fu Zhiran's heart is tight, his eyes look at Tang Xiao lying unconscious on the bed, his heart is up and down.

She followed her entourage back to the dining room on the second floor, absent-minded all the way.

After entering the box, LAN Jingyan leans on the chair, raises his head and closes his eyes. His eyebrows are slightly frowning. After Fu Zhiran enters the door, he stops and stares at LAN Jingyan anxiously.

"Two less."

The attendant then enters the door and wakes up LAN Jingyan.

Fu Zhiran also hastily took back his thoughts, followed by a cry, "Jing Yan."

She raised her foot, went to LAN Jingyan, reached for his arm and wanted to help him up.

"Do I forgive you?" LAN Jingyan throws Fu Zhiran a proud white eye, gently pushes her away, then presses the table with both hands and slowly stands up.

When he stood firm, he raised his feet and walked out the door.

Tall body, wobbly, feet trembling, the entourage helped him, he also refused.

Fu Zhiran followed him and rolled his eyes. He wanted to face and suffer.

When she got into the elevator, she tried to help him again. "Are you dizzy?"

This time, she successfully put her hands on his arm, and he did not push her away.

"Dizzy." LAN Jingyan nodded, eyes slightly narrowed, blurred eyes, full of charm.

There are others in the elevator, Fu Zhiran whispered, "I let you drink so much?"

LAN Jingyan's body suddenly falls on Fu Zhiran. Fu Zhiran almost falls down with him. Fortunately, his entourage even helps them.

But LAN Jingyan still leans on Fu Zhiran, lips close to her neck, drunk language airway: "your uncle don't have a heart, can I cooperate?"

While he said, he stretched out his tongue to lick Fu Zhiran's neck.

His words, let Fu Zhiran not shy and itch, she side face, staring at blue Jing Yan nervous, "Jing Yan!"

"Your brother-in-law has different intentions. Can I cooperate?"

What does this sentence mean? Is he really aware of something?

The more Fu Zhiran thought about it, the more nervous he was. LAN Jingyan suddenly raised his head and frowned, "I'm kidding. What are you nervous about?"

Elevator just to the first floor, Fu Zhiran don't open eyes, not with LAN Jingyan's black eyes, "how can I be nervous, you drink too much."

Back to LAN Jingyan a, Fu Zhiran nervous out of the elevator.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, LAN Jingyan came back and hugged her from behind.

"Fu Zhiran, don't think that if I drink too much, you can take advantage of it." His lips were close to Fu Zhiran's neck, followed by his tongue.

Fu Zhiran

The devil wants to take advantage of the situation. He thinks so much.

She stopped, turned her head to give LAN Jingyan a white eye, then frowned and asked him, "shall we go back to Jiangdu tonight?"

"How can I go like this?"

Maybe the strength of the wine is gradually rising, and LAN Jingyan is already unsteady. Fu Zhiran is pushed by him and falters until he leans against the wall.

She bowed her head, LAN Jingyan attached to her body, her face was close to her chest, like a child, her eyes could not help but gentle, her hands slowly raised, her fingers inserted into LAN Jingyan's thick black hair.