After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

Charm Bar.

Under Kuang Lang's command on the phone, Xia Qinghuan walked all the way to the top floor, a private room that was not open to the public, as if entering no one's land.

When entering the password, Kuang Lang didn't forget to give the final explanation.

"I got the password secretly, don't tell Sheng Yan, I am the one who told you the password."

Open the door and enter, and the picture in front of you is unobstructed.

Sheng Yan was lying drunk on the sofa, with a cigarette between his slender fingers. The table was full of empty wine bottles, and he didn't know how much he drank. The room was filled with smoke, which was very pungent.

Xia Qinghuan couldn't help coughing as soon as she entered the door.

Sheng Yan lifted his eyelids, glanced at her lightly, and calmly stifled the cigarette.

"coming?"

Xia Qinghuan patted the smoke in the air, and approached Sheng Yan with a sullen expression on his face.

"You knew I would come, did you do it on purpose?"

A pair of arms appeared around her waist, the man's powerful arms were like iron fists, tightly wrapped around her waist, her head rested on her flat lower abdomen, and the brown hair flew around the top of her head like fluff.

Xia Qinghuan gritted her teeth and pushed Sheng Yan away.

"Get up, don't pretend to be drunk again!"

The same routine, she might be fooled once, but the second time, where does the other party think she will be fooled again?

However...Following her strength, Sheng Yan fell back on the back of the sofa and slowly slid down.

Those intoxicating peach blossom eyes still stare at her for a moment, as if they want to put her in their eyes.

Passionate and dedicated.

Xia Qinghuan's heart trembled.

Even though she knew that the other party was probably doing it on purpose, she still couldn't make up her mind to help him up when he was about to fall on the carpet.

Sheng Yan took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around her shoulders, but she didn't notice for a moment, she fell heavily along with Sheng Yan, and sat on his lap.

The man snorted and sprung up like bamboo shoots in the rain. Xia Qinghuan's eyes widened as soon as he sensed it.

"You really are pretending to be drunk!"

How could you react if you were really drunk?

Sheng Yan didn't respond, he held her shoulders tightly, her chest rose and fell regularly, she had to stick to his arms, rising and falling with his breathing.

Xia Qinghuan leaned on Sheng Yan's shoulder, observing him from this angle.

Even at this angle of death, his face is almost perfect, without flaws.

She couldn't remember what other people of the opposite sex looked like, and she didn't know what kind of man could be called handsome, but she really felt that Sheng Yan's appearance could hit her aesthetic.

But her eyes didn't stay too long.

Seeing a resting place in the back room, she broke free from Sheng Yan, carried him inside, and put him on the bed to rest.

When she left, Sheng Yan tightly held her waist.

The man's panting permeated the not-so-wide hut, accompanied by a call, sexy and seductive.

"Huanhuan... Huanhuan..."

The hot, alcohol-smelling breath hit Xia Qinghuan's waist, her lower abdominal muscles tensed, and she cursed in a low voice.

"Bah! Male goblin!"

After scolding her, she gritted her teeth and had to move gently to pull the opponent's hand away.

However, Sheng Yan hugged him really tightly. When she moved and struggled a few times, a round opal rolled out of his collar.

This opal...

Xia Qinghuan was stunned, and raised his hand to catch the opal.

Pink natural opals are extremely rare, and this opal, regardless of size, color or gloss, is very similar to the one she once held.

She patted her forehead, recalling what happened that day.

Because of a falling opal, it strayed under the dining table in the private room where Fu Xiujin and Sheng Yan were talking.

At that time, the rope that tied the cat's eye stone broke, and after she sent Sheng Yan home, she stayed there overnight, and put it on the table, and never got it back afterwards.

So the opal is here with him?

The once red tether was replaced by Sheng Yan with black, mysterious and calm yet elegant, in stark contrast to his cold white skin.

She seldom saw Sheng Yan wearing jewelry and other things, and he often didn't even wear wristwatches that are common to men.

Different from his playful personality, in some respects, he is surprisingly low-key.

Now, he would rather wear this opal, which is not considered extravagant.

Xia Qinghuan gasped.

Combined with Sheng Yan's attitude towards her before and after, a terrible thought appeared in her mind, which made her heart tremble.

Sheng Yan's sweetheart...couldn't be her?

She once thought that Lin Duoer was his sweetheart, but Sheng Yan denied it, and she had no physical relationship with Tian Yue and the cheongsam girl, and there were no other close women around her.

The only one who has ever had an intimate relationship is her.

Thinking of this, there seems to be a reason for Sheng Yan's kindness to her and his jealous behavior.

Xia Qinghuan fell into a long-lasting tug-of-war, where her body and mind were pulled.

Sheng Yan is about to get engaged. She knows that there will be no result between the two of them in the future, but she can't control it and wants to know the answer.

Her heart is in a mess.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Qinghuan removed a certain hand that was moving around her body, threw him heavily on the bed, pulled off the opal, and walked away.

Sheng Yan hit the back of his head on the bed, saw Xia Qinghuan's figure in a daze, propped himself up, and staggered after him.

……

"1, 2, 3..."

When Xia Qinghuan went down the stairs, she counted the steps boredly and slowed down her steps.

When she went down to the first floor, she paused for a moment, without looking back, and strode out through the corridor.

"Huanhuan, are you here?"

At the corner of the stairs, at the entrance of the elevator, Sheng Yan leaned against the wall, tall and tall, with an incomparably noble air.

Xia Qinghuan pursed her lips: "I'm sorry, but what I said may not be aimed at you."

"If there is any sentence that hurts you, I am willing to apologize."

Sheng Yan pinched her chin, his eyes still drunk, and lowered his voice in her ear.

"Apologies must be made in bed to be sincere."

Xia Qinghuan clenched her molars: "Next time, don't pretend to be drunk in front of me, or I'll beat you every time I see you, until you're sober!"

At this time, you still don't forget that thing, as if you were drunk?

Sheng Yan put down his hands, and smiled mischievously, "I'm really drunk, seeing that Huanhuan is sober."

"Worried about me, came after me to apologize?"

Xia Qinghuan glared at him: "No, you're thinking too much, I haven't paid back my debt, and I'm worried that something will happen to you before I pay it off."

Sheng Yan didn't speak, just stared at her eyes with deep concentration.

Xia Qinghuan's voice became smaller and smaller, she closed her mouth and froze in place.

After a long time, the torment in her heart broke out, she hesitated a few times, and asked that doubt.

"You once said that you have a sweetheart. Is that person... me?"