Today's Shura field is also very lively

Because before and after the performance, Chen Xi's program received very grand and prolonged applause. The person in charge of the program was very excited.

As soon as Chen Qi came out of the locker room and changed his clothes, he took off his makeup a few times before he was dragged to a dinner party by a few excited classmates.

The place for dinner is a barbecue restaurant. Looking around, they are all young faces, and the tables are full of dazzling wine bottles.

When Ji Ye'an arrived in a hurry, there were scattered wine bottles on Chen Xi's table, and most of the boys were staggered from drinking, lying on the table.

He patrolled for a week, but he didn't see Chen Qi's figure.

Ji Ye found some familiar boys and asked where Chen Qi was. Those boys were so drunk that they lay on the table and giggled.

Among them, a boy who was still awake but still dizzy said, "Chen Qi got drunk and was picked up by his friend."

Ji Ye's heart skipped a beat subconsciously, and subconsciously asked: "Who picked it up?"

The boy said in a dizzy way with his tongue out, "A... a man..."

Ji Ye's face darkened, he turned his head and asked a few girls, "How much did Chen Qi drink?"

The sober girls hesitated for a moment, then weakly pointed to the pile of wine bottles on the table and said, "Half of it..."

Chen Xi drank all the wine he persuaded, and when they realized it, there were already wine bottles in front of him, even white wine.

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At the entrance of the school convenience store, a man squatted halfway in front of the shelf. His shiny leather shoes were bent and wrinkled but he didn't care. He hurriedly chose a bottle of milk and went to the front desk to check out. He also looked out of the convenience store from time to time.

I was afraid that the young man who I followed all the way just now, and finally picked up from the hands of young classmates, ran away without paying attention to the wine.

On the bench outside the entrance of the convenience store, sat a black-haired young man with flushed face, red lips, red ears, and dull eyes.

After paying the bill, Yan Huan hurried to the convenience store with a bottle of milk, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the young man obediently sitting on the bench.

He walked up to the young man, looked at the young man who was sitting obediently, and his heart softened. He knelt down, looked up at the young man, and coaxed softly, "How about some milk?"

The young man's eyes were foggy, and he shook his head slowly.

Yan Huan unscrewed the cap of the milk, put a straw on it, and handed it to the boy's lips, clumsily and carefully coaxing: "I feel sick to my stomach, would you like some milk?"

"Hey, would you like to have a drink?"

Chen Qi continued to purse his lips, wrinkled his nose and shook his head.

No matter what Yan Huan said, the people in front of her just refused to drink milk.

For some reason, some fragments suddenly flashed in Yan Huan's mind, and he subconsciously blurted out: "After drinking, can I take you to paint?"

Chen Qi paused for a while, as if he was thinking about something in a daze. After a while, he obediently lowered his head and bit the straw.

Yan Huan half-kneeled on the ground, held up the milk bottle, looked up at the young man and coaxed softly, "Drink it obediently, don't choke."

After drinking half of the bottle, the young man raised his hand and pushed the milk bottle away in a daze. He stared at the milk bottle as if facing a formidable enemy. Ren Yanhuan didn't say anything and stopped drinking.

There was a little smile in Yan Huan's dark eyes, he looked at the young man wrinkling his nose, he felt itchy in his heart, and carefully rubbed the young man's head.

The drunk young man was so dazed that he didn't notice his little movements at all, he just wrinkled his nose and muttered that the milk didn't taste good.

Yan Huan half-kneeled on the ground, lowered her head and took a sip of milk, licked her lips, and said to the little drunk in front of her, "It's delicious."

Chen Qi muttered and ignored him, but lay down on the table outside the convenience store in a daze and closed his eyes.

Looks like he's had too much to drink and is too sick to sleep.

Yan Huan laughed, he straightened up, while carefully putting his hands on the young man's waist, his long arms passed through the young man's legs, and he hugged the young man easily.

The hot air exhaled by the young man in his arms carried a faint fragrance of malt, his face was a little flushed, and the tips of his ears were also red, he swayed his head with his eyes closed and leaned against his arms.

The young man's long legs hung down from the crook of his arms, shaking slightly.

Yan Huan hugged the young man's thin back with one hand, and hugged the young man's legs tightly with the other.

The summer night wind blew up the forehead hair of the person in his arms, like a cloud made of alcohol, the slightly long hair gently hung down on the young man's eyebrows, and a few strands fell gently on the tall bridge of the nose.

Yan Huan walked slowly in front of her car door with the person in her arms in her arms. The driver quickly opened the door and secretly looked up at the second master of the Yan family who carefully put the person in his arms in the car.

The driver felt strange, obviously Master Zhou Lu didn't come out with Second Master Yan today.

Why did you bring a boy back here?

Soon, the driver didn't have time to think about this problem, because the man in the car lowered his voice and asked him to buy some sober medicine.

The car was quiet, only Yan Huan and the young man who was sleeping with his eyes closed were left.

Yan Huan gently stretched out her fingertips, lowered her eyes and outlined the outline of the sleeping young man little by little, feeling that her heart was overflowing with softness.

As if a long time ago, the young man was sleeping in front of him like this, breathing shallowly.

Yan Huan smiled wryly, if the young man hadn't been drunk, he might not have been able to say a few words to the young man.

Suddenly, the sleeping young man with his eyes closed frowned, his eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened his foggy eyes.

The young man was wearing a suit jacket, and the man beside him was bending over to fetch water from the small refrigerator for him to drink.

Chen Qi leaned on the back of the chair, dazzled by the alcohol, his mind went blank, he looked up in a daze and saw the blurred figure of the man, his consciousness suddenly sank into his previous life.

He thought in a daze that he was still attacking Yan Huan.

Just as Yan Huan unscrewed the bottle cap and was about to hand it to the young man's lips, she heard the young man shout hoarsely: "Second Lord."

Yan Huan shook his hand, and the water spilled from the unscrewed mineral water bottle spilled on his trousers, but he ignored it and subconsciously turned his head to look at the young man.

The young man leaned on the back of the chair, tilted his head slightly, opened a pair of foggy eyes, looked at him, bent his eyes, and called out with a smile in his eyes: "Second Master."

It was so soft that Yan Huan's heart trembled.

A surge of trembling excitement burst out suddenly, making Yan Huan's consciousness boil and dizzy.

Yan Huan's Adam's apple rolled a few times, his heart suddenly tightened up, he took a deep breath, and kept telling himself that he was not the only one in the world called Er Ye.

Maybe the drunk young man in front of him is called Erye Liu at the entrance of the village, and it may not be called Third Uncle later.

But the flushed young man saw that the man did not respond, he tilted his head, leaned over and put his head on the man's shoulder, raised his head slightly, opened a pair of foggy and moist eyes, and said softly and hoarsely: "Next time I don’t stay up all night to draw anymore.”

As well-behaved as a little milk cat who only does something wrong.

Yan Huan froze all over, his neck was filled with the warm breath sprayed by the young man, and his chin could feel the young man's soft black hair. The young man buried his face in his arms, calling him over and over again in a muffled voice: " Second Master..."

Yan Huan felt that his whole body was about to burn. He rolled his Adam's apple a few times, lowered his head and stared at the young man in his arms with dark eyes, and rubbed his hand on the young man's neck, which was as delicate as porcelain, and said in a hoarse voice. :"who I am?"

The young man in his arms bent his eyes, raised his head in a daze, closed his eyes and gently kissed his chin like a kitten.He smiled and said, "You are the second master."

Yan Huan took a deep breath, and the touch of soft lips continuously came from her chin, and her desire was enough to make people tremble and boil.

He bit the soft flesh of his jaw fiercely, forced himself to wake up, and tremblingly said: "What's my name?"

The young man in his arms paused slightly, buried in his arms, and said softly with a smile and love: "Your name is Yan Huan."

It is my lover who has been in love for eight years.