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Su Zhan glared at Wen Mo with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, "What are you talking about, what are you talking about, what do you want to be comfortable after drinking?"

"Of course it must be comfortable." Wen Mo whispered to him without changing his face, "After drinking, you will feel uncomfortable, and you will have a headache the next morning. I will definitely take good care of you, give you a massage, and give you..."

Wen Mo was whispering to Su Zhan, and Sheng Chongen next to him raised his voice and said, "Stop whispering all the time, come on, at least sing a song and play a game or something, let's play together when you come, don't keep throwing us out."

Wen Mo wanted to say something, but heard Su Zhan suggest: "Why don't we continue to play chicken?"

Among boys, as long as you play the game well, you can make a lot of friends.

Su Zhan's chicken-eating game is good, and his rank is not bad. He and Wen Mo brought two other local tyrant teammates of average level. After three fights, two of them succeeded in eating chicken.

After playing three times, Su Zhan sat down and drank a lot of soda water, got up and went to the bathroom.

Coming out of the bathroom, he walked back to the audio-visual room along the corridor on the second floor, and saw Liu Liu walking towards him.

He was not in the fan circle, and had no impression of Liu Liu, and was about to step aside, but saw Liu Liu suddenly walking in front of him, looking at him curiously.

Su Zhan could vaguely smell the pheromone on Liu Liu's body, which seemed to be orange.

"Is there something wrong?" Su Zhan asked politely.

Liu Liu stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly asked: "How did you know Wen Mo, are you classmates? Are you a beta or an omega?"

"Sorry." Su Zhan shook his head, with a flat expression, "This has nothing to do with you."

Liu Liu frowned, a little unhappy, but she still held back her temper and said, "I can see that you are not in this circle, how did you have such a good relationship with Wen Mo, what method did you use to do it?" ?”

Su Zhan thought it was a bit funny, he didn't know what Liu Liu wanted to do when he asked him these things, but he didn't have any interest in listening, so he casually nodded to Liu Liu, walked past Liu Liu and left.

But Liu Liu stopped him, and asked him in a strange tone: "Are you and Wen Mo a couple?"

Su Zhan frowned, and shook off Liu Liu's hand, "Why do you say that he and I are lovers?"

"You seem really close." Liu Liu expressed her feelings, "I really want to know what method you used to climb up to people like them...can you teach me?"

Su Zhan frowned even tighter, "What strange things are you thinking about, I don't know."

After he finished speaking, he planned to leave without looking back.

But Liu Liu stood behind him and said: "Why don't you say anything? You are still young and don't understand them. They are people who put their interests first. They know what they want. When they were young, they were willing to talk to you." Just play around, and in the future you will find a marriage that is well-matched, it is impossible for ordinary people like us to have the opportunity to jump into a wealthy family, so be careful not to be deceived."

Su Zhan felt that Liu Liu was simply baffled.

He has always been more tolerant towards girls in a gentlemanly manner, but this Liu Liu really made him a little bit unbearable.

He turned his head, looked at Liu Liu coldly, and asked, "Apart from worrying about these things, do you have nothing else to do in your life?"

Liu Liu was stunned.

"Boring." Su Zhan snorted lightly, "You should be glad I'm not a fan circle."

He left quickly, without caring what Liu Liu was thinking or what he wanted to say.

When he returned to the audio-visual room, Sheng Chongen was urging Wen Mo to sing, constantly flipping through the playlist on the screen.

Sheng Chongen and several other adult alphas were sitting next to female artists, booing with them, flattering them from time to time, and occasionally talking about topics that Su Zhan didn't understand.

Although Su Zhan's family background is not bad, but after all, he is a well-off family in the concept of ordinary people, far from a rich young master like Wen Mo who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

Su Zhan didn't think there was anything wrong with Liu Liu's words at first, but he suddenly felt a little annoyed when he saw a group of alphas arguing like no one else, and the female artists around him were almost completely unable to get in the conversation.

Is there such a big gap between him and Wen Mo?

This idea just flashed through his mind, and he didn't think about it, but he felt a little irritable and wanted to drink something to cool down.

There were several glasses of untouched drinks on the bar in the audio-visual room. He walked over to pick them up and smelled them lightly. There was a sweet fruity aroma. He thought it might be fruit juice, so he drank it.

Wen Mo saw Su Zhan coming in, and wanted to call Su Zhan, but before he could utter the words, he saw Su Zhan go to the place where the bartenders were placed, picked up the bartenders, and drank them all in one gulp.

Wen Mo: "..."

He immediately stood up from the sofa, walked to Su Zhan, and smiled helplessly, "Honey, do you know what this is, just drink whatever you want."

Su Zhan: "Isn't it fruit juice? It's cool, a little sweet, and delicious."

Wen Mo shook his head and sighed: "Baby, you are so naive, this is not some juice, it is a specially prepared drink by Sheng Chongen and the others. They specially invited a bartender to make it. You can't taste the wine, and it has a lot of stamina. Yes They drink to high."

Su Zhan: "..."

He stared at the empty wine glass with wide eyes, "No, no, I really feel like juice."

"The bartender is very good, of course you can't drink it." Wen Mo took the glass from him and put it on the bar beside him, and asked Su Zhan, "How do you feel, are you dizzy?"

Su Zhan looked at the wine he drank in embarrassment, "Sorry, I don't know, but I don't feel dizzy after drinking it."

"It's okay, just drink it." Wen Mo looked at Su Zhan's expression carefully, and found that there was nothing wrong with him for the time being, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm just afraid that you will feel uncomfortable."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Su Zhan pulling the clothes on his chest and muttering, "It seems a little hot."

Wen Mo: "..."

Su Zhan drank an unknown bartender, and somehow felt a little hot on his body. The environment of the audio-visual room was dark and boring. He said to Wen Mo, "I don't think I have anything to do. You don't need to worry about me. I'll go down and have a look. I don't mean there is something wrong." Race car?"

How could Wen Mo feel at ease to let Su Zhan go down by himself, he immediately asked Sheng Chongen: "When will the racing start?"

Sheng Chongen looked at his watch, "It's about this time, why don't we go down together."

Wen Mo nodded and asked Su Zhan, "Can you still go?"

Su Zhan said with a natural face: "Of course I can, I have nothing to do, don't think too much."

Wen Mo: "..."

A drunk person never feels drunk.

Several people went downstairs together, just in time to see that the racing team invited by Sheng Chongen had arrived and was drawing lots to select sports cars.

As the evening approached, the orange-red sunset hit Su Zhan's face irregularly through the distant mountain peaks, making Su Zhan's face even redder.

I don't know if it's because of drinking, but Su Zhan's cheeks were slightly flushed, his lips were stained with water, and the lines at the end of his eyes were a little red.

Su Zhan's appearance was a little more attractive than usual.

Wen Mo swallowed heavily.

Su Zhan looked at the racing and betting situation not far away, and asked Wen Mo curiously: "Sheng Chongen and the others don't compare?"

"Yeah, yes, some get off the track in person, some just sit in the passenger seat and feel the adrenaline rush, and some go to race a motorcycle later, do you want to try?"

Su Zhan looked hesitantly at the convoy not far away.

Although he instinctively wasn't used to the car before, but after watching too much, his head became hot, and he also felt eager to try.

Boys always like the excitement of racing cars, and Su Zhan is no exception. Looking at the racing cars, he has a feeling that he wants to try it.

He looked at the sports car not far away, his eyes were bright, and asked, "Can I try it?"

"Well, yes." Wen Mo nodded, but added slowly: "But I have to wait until I become an adult."

Su Zhan asked in surprise, "Why wait for you to become an adult?"

"Because you can only ride in my car, so of course you have to wait until I am an adult."

Su Zhan: "...It has nothing to do with you."

"It does matter, I've decided." Wen Mo lowered his eyelids and spoke firmly.

This matter is not negotiable with him.

His omega, of course, can only ride in his racing car.

Su Zhan looked at Wen Mo angrily.

The tall and handsome Alpha stood beside him like an iron pillar, with drooping eyelids, sharp eyebrows, and deep eyes.

It was supposed to be cold and cold, but it was dyed a warm color by the setting sun, with a bit of gentleness.

When he glanced over, he subconsciously stared blankly.

He slowly put his hand on his heart, wondering if it was because of the drink just now, he felt his heart beat a little faster.

Wen Mo saw his blank eyes, and asked jokingly: "Why, are you dumbfounded?"

Su Zhan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head immediately, "No, no, I... I was thinking about which car to bet on."

"Yeah." Wen Mo looked at him with a half-smile and a half-smile, with an expression of seeing through but not telling, "Tell me, which one to play, I will follow."

Su Zhan blushed a little when Wen Mo looked at him, turned his head and said awkwardly: "Just, just the Lamborghini one."

"Okay." Wen Mo said slowly, "It seems that you like my Lamborghini very much."

Su Zhan looked at Wen Mo angrily, "What does this have to do with your family?"

Wen Mo didn't speak, just stared at Su Zhan, Su Zhan became more and more uncomfortable, and finally turned his head.

The racing started soon, and the engines of various sports cars roared. Su Zhan saw countless sports cars with cool colors starting from the starting point.

He stood there in a daze, watching, watching, for some reason, he felt a little dizzy, and the sports car gradually became a double image.

He frowned, suddenly his feet went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

Wen Mo immediately supported him, leaned him on his shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "What, are you so drunk?"

After mixing the wine, Su Zhan was very energetic, but Su Zhan gradually became drunk without knowing it. He just felt that he had no strength at all. He leaned on Wen Mo's body, opened his big amber eyes, and looked straight at Wen Mo, with an expression on his face. Tsundere and innocent.

Drunk people are irrational, Su Zhan recalled what Liu Liu said for some reason, and complained wrongedly: "You are bad."

Wen Mo looked at Su Zhan in surprise, raised three fingers, and tried to ask, "How much is this?"

Su Zhan replied without changing his face: "Two."

Wen Mo laughed, well, Su Zhan is completely drunk.

There is no reason to talk to drunk people, Wen Mo said soothingly: "Yes, it's two."

"No." Su Zhan stared at Wen Mo, "You coaxed me to play with me, you just like to coax me and tease me to play, so that others think we are a couple."

Wen Mo was very satisfied with this sentence: "Baby, I think that person is right, we are a couple."

Su Zhan snorted softly, "Is that right? That person then said, you guys from rich families are just playing with people like me who are very different from your family when you are young, it's not true , in the future, I will definitely find the right person to marry, and let me not be deceived by you."

Wen Mo: "!!!"

The author has something to say:

Wen Mo: Damn, I didn’t expect there to be such a big hole in the back

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感谢在2019-11-2813:53:13~2019-11-2823:54:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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