He can play whatever I like

When Zou Yun opened his eyes again, he was already lying on a completely unfamiliar big bed, his head was in chaos as if he had been hit by a heavy object.

Thick blackout curtains were drawn in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, making his already unclear vision even more blurred. Only a delicate wall lamp by the door emitted a faint warm yellow light, making it difficult to distinguish day from night.

The bed under him was soft and comfortable, covered with simple gray sheets. He stretched out his hand, but he couldn't touch the edge. He looked up and scanned the room, only to find that the room was even more ridiculously large.

In a completely unfamiliar environment, he instinctively hugged the quilt tightly, struggled to get up, and shook his head vigorously, as if trying to get rid of the double image in front of him.

When he opened his eyes again, trying to see everything around him clearly, he found that the room was decorated in a frigid style with black, white and gray as the main color, strange yet inexplicably familiar.

Perhaps because of his background in art and his years of design work, Zou Yun has a terrible memory and intuition for some styles and colors——

He felt that this place was very similar to Xiao Sa's "castle in the sky" in Guanhai Yipin.

This thought sent chills down the spine, he quickly lifted the corner of the quilt, and he was relieved to see that he was neatly dressed.

But before the breath could land, he immediately noticed something strange, the cotton pajamas on his body fit comfortably, and he almost forgot at the first moment——

It's not his clothes.

Because yesterday's outfit caused him a big embarrassment, the image was particularly deep, and the fragments of memory immediately returned to his chaotic mind.

The luxury business car he got on yesterday finally stopped at the entrance of the Intercontinental Hotel; just like the Guanhai Yipin before, this is a place where he dared not look up even if he passed by.

The doorman, who was also wearing white gloves, bowed and opened the car door politely. He glanced at Mr. Zhao who was waiting by the door in a suit.

Mr. Zhao stepped forward to pick him up with a smile on his face, while reassuring him that he was fine. This is a very good disguise.

He followed Mr. Zhao into the hall of the celebration banquet. Inside, the men were all in neat suits, and the women were all in exquisite makeup——

The ordinary dinner that was agreed upon was actually the kind of high-end cocktail party that he had only seen on TV.

He lowered his head and unconsciously tightened the corner of the sweater.

Afterwards, his memory was not so complete, because Mr. Zhao didn't seem to notice his crampedness and nervousness, so he took him all over the place to entertain, and someone began to toast him.

At first he also wanted to hide, but he was not good at words and couldn't say anything beautiful. After several times of dodging, Mr. Zhao's face began to look ugly.

Speaking of which, this is the second time he drank alcohol, and the last time was with Tang Tang——

His bamboo horse in the orphanage, the only person who can be regarded as a friend in this life.

Originally, it was to comfort Tang Tang, whose adoptive parents had passed away, so he made an exception to drink, but he fell unconscious after two drinks, and in the end, the comforted person needed to take care of him in turn.

After that time, Tang Tang laughed at him for a long time. He always knew that he was a poor drinker, and he seldom interacted with others, so he never drank again.

Now he is in a strange space, remembering Mr. Zhao's meaningful smile yesterday...

"Go back and get ready."

Zou Yun felt short of breath.

In the past, he just exaggeratedly slandered him, but with Mr. Zhao's fawning attitude towards Xiao Sa, if Mr. Zhao really wanted to strip him naked and send him to Xiao Sa's bed, Mr. Zhao would probably think of a way...

But after all, everyone in the company knows that Xiao Sa is his cousin!

No one is such a beast...

Zou Yun took a long breath, trying to calm himself down and analyze, even if Mr. Zhao could do anything, Xiao Sa...

In any case, he didn't want to believe that someone he really liked would do such a thing.

He tried his best to recall the fragments of Xiao Sa's appearance in the sporadic memories of yesterday.

Xiao Sa didn't make things difficult for him, at least he didn't have the chance to make things difficult for him.

Because his identity has not been made public, there are many speculations about Xiao Sa's identity in the circle, but no matter what, as the young talent who is the new leader of Huashang, he has a proud resume and a position that everyone envies. There is no lack of encirclement from beginning to end.

Xiao Saqi is tall and straight, so conspicuous among the fat middle-aged figures, he has a decent smile and responds well.

Perhaps because of the effect of alcohol, the crystal chandelier reflected a blurred halo. Zou Yun watched from a distance, and the halo hit Xiao Sa's body. He was so dazzling wherever he went, and he was the irreplaceable focus of this hall.

Zou Yun can't remember clearly what happened later, he only vaguely felt that someone had really told him about the Zhenyun Group's real estate case, and seemed to have invited his younger brother to investigate; he didn't remember himself either. I said something, but probably he didn't agree, so Xiao Sa went to him in person later, but after that...

He really can't remember.

"Brother Yun, are you awake?"

Zou Yun's thoughts were interrupted by this familiar voice. He screamed out in fright, pulled the quilt in front of him tightly, kicked his calves on the bed randomly, and tried to hide back, but he could only be stopped by the bed frame behind him in vain.

"Brother Yun, Brother Yun...don't be afraid..." Xiao Sa raised his hands and took two steps back towards the door, "It's me..."

"Xiao Sa..." Zou Yun had tears in his eyes, "You..."

Even if he doesn't want to believe it, all his memories point to Xiao Sa; the more he doesn't want to believe it, the more frightening it is when the reality is naked in front of his eyes.

Xiao Sa looked at Zou Yun's face as if he had just been bullied, and suddenly regretted——

Yesterday, people should be bullied and cry.

He felt a little unbelievable now, how he endured it.

"Brother Yun, I really didn't do anything." He liked Zou Yun's current appearance very much, admiring it, but his eyes showed the kind of innocent innocence that belonged to a teenager, "You vomited all over your body yesterday, Do I need to change your clothes for you?"

"Then why am I here?" Zou Yun bit his lower lip tightly, trying not to let himself cry like a spoiled and helpless girl, "Do I have no home? Or—"

"You don't have an ID yet?"

Opening a room without an ID card was a lie Xiao Sa once told in order to stay by Zou Yun's side, which is all ironic.

"Brother Yun, you are getting better at joking." Xiao Sa lowered his head and sneered silently, "I admit, I have selfish intentions; you were so drunk yesterday, I can't hand you over to anyone, but—"

He turned around, slowly picked up a small porcelain bowl on the corner cabinet in the entrance, and slowly walked towards Zou Yun.

After putting the bowl on the bedside table, he supported the edge of the bed and leaned forward; after seeing Zou Yun's knuckles turning white as he clutched the quilt corner, he finally stopped when he saw that the knuckles of Zou Yun's hands were turning white and trembling due to exertion.

"If I touched you, would you look like this? Brother Yun—" He slowly straightened up, left the bed, and pointed to the small bowl beside him, "This is hangover soup, you can check it yourself after drinking it Just a moment, after all—"

He turned back and walked out the door, hiding that incomprehensible smile in an invisible shadow.

"What it feels like to have done it with me, you won't forget it."

The unspeakable memories were suddenly disturbed, Zou Yunwu's face was flushed, his head was lowered, and he looked at this ridiculously large bedroom suite from the corner of his eye——

Obviously, this is a master bedroom.

So I slept here, where was Xiao Sa from last night?

"Even...even if that's the case..." He stammered, "You can always let me live in the guest room, right?"

"Brother Yun, there is no guest room here, because before, I never thought that there would be guests in my house." Xiao Sa turned around slowly, all expression was gone, "This is the master bedroom, but I have never stayed here for a day -"

"This house has been waiting for its owner."

Perhaps in the past few months, he had gotten used to Zou Yun's silence, and he suddenly found that he was not so angry anymore, and just laughed at himself.

"Brother Yun, do you want to see where I slept last night?"

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