After being reborn, the substitute turns into a green tea essence

Cen Luo drank too much, and unconsciously leaned on Song Mohan's body.His face was slightly blush from the alcohol, and his lips were redder than usual. Song Mohan's eyes flicked from the side, and he couldn't help reaching out to wrap his arms around his waist.

Cen Luo raised his head slightly, and blinked at Song Mohan in a daze. Alcohol had completely eroded Cen Luo's brain, making him dull and confused. He couldn't hear the sounds around him clearly, and couldn't see the people in front of him clearly. I just feel a little hot.

Song Mohan really wanted to kiss those soft and rosy lips at this moment, so he pinched his fingertips and remained calm.

The group of people around started booing again.

"Yo yo, look at our brother Han, this is about to die."

"Hey, is there a time when we guys can't do it?"

"Brother Ming, what I said is not good is not what you think, it's our little sister-in-law who is too good~"

Song Mohan's face darkened, and he glanced at them, all of them shut up.

"He drank too much, let's go first." Song Mohan's tone was cold, he paused, his eyes softened, "I'll make an appointment next time."

Then everyone let go of their mouths and said goodbye one after another.

After Song Mohan and Cen Luo left, discussions started in the private room.

"I didn't seem to say anything wrong just now, Brother Ming, haha, our little sister-in-law is so good, she can get drunk with a glass of Apple Sparking Cider."

"Chuanzi, the love and interests of the man's family let you talk about it in public, do you think the man is angry?"

"Didn't you say it before, hey, I feel like Brother Han is going to fall on this kid."

"Brother Renhan finally fell in love, what is dead or not, can you stop the crow's mouth? Curse our brother Han, who will I find for my three projects?"

"Speaking of which, this little sister-in-law must have two brushes. For our party, he dared to be late for the first time? In addition, Brother Han can pick up people from the toilet? Didn't you see Brother Han picking people up from the toilet? When I came back, look at his tender eyes, shit! I wanted to complain at that time."

"Which brush are you talking about? Do you know what people do in the toilet? Haha~"

"Damn! Cheng Zi, the yellow waste in your fucking brain can make an atomic bomb!"

"Hey, Ningzi, why do you talk so little today?"

"I don't think Brother Han really likes this guy named Cen Luo." Sun Ningyu finally spoke after taking a sip of his wine.

If Cen Luo hadn't been so like Jiang Shaohan, he wouldn't have sounded so sure.

But it was so similar that his heart was moved by the resemblance.

"Damn! Ningzi, are you the same as Brother Han? You are looking for ducks all day long, of course you don't have any sincerity. Brother Han is different. After all these years, you have kept yourself clean, so you just raised this one. You can also take it out for a walk and show it to everyone. Dogs have true feelings, let alone people~”

Sun Ningyu smiled.

......

Song Mohan walked out of the clubhouse with Cen Luo in his arms, and the driver had already driven the car to the main entrance.

Cen Luo suddenly refused to move half a step, and muttered: "I won't get in the car... I won't go back to the villa..." Song Mohan's soft and waxy voice rang in Song Mohan's ears, his ears were itchy, and his back endured the pain. I can't help but tense.

The tip of Cen Luo's nose brushed against the side of his neck, and Song Mohan felt that the other's wet and soft lips also gently brushed against his skin, making the place where he was touched begin to heat up.

"Lolo, where do you want to go?" Song Mohan's voice carried a gentle smile.

"Hold, carry me home..." Cen Luo put his arms around Song Mohan's neck, and shouted in a daze, "Brother."

In Cen Luo's subconscious mind, home and villa are two different things.

Cen Luo yelled until Song Mohan's ears went numb. This was the first time Cen Luo called him "brother". After hesitating for two seconds, he moved one arm up to stabilize Cen Luo's back, while the other passed through Cen Luo's. Cen Luo hugged him even tighter, his whole body weightless.

The temperature of Cen Luo's body came from his chest, neck and arms. Song Mohan was wrapped in the other party's breath mixed with a light sweetness, and the corners of his lips couldn't help curling up.

Cen Luo was far less sticky when he was normal, and Song Mohan couldn't help secretly indulging in the lingering atmosphere of this moment, feeling inexplicably refreshed.

"Brother~" Cen Luo shouted again.

"here I am."

Drunkly, Cen Luo leaned into his ear and continued, "Yang..."

Song Mohan:? ? ?

Cen Luo raised his head slightly from his chest, looked into his eyes, which were covered with a layer of drunk mist, and murmured again, "Yang..."

The corners of Song Mohan's mouth that had just turned up were flattened.

Yang?itch?Itchy to hold?It is possible, but why is it the second sound?Young?

Song Mohan instantly had a very bad feeling that he might be going crazy, and it was the kind of madness with very serious symptoms. In just a few days, he felt that Cen Luo was looking at someone else through him for no reason at first, but now He even suspected that when Cen Luo was in his arms, a vague word had a deep meaning.

He pursed the corners of his lips with a hint of coldness, and walked to the car in three steps at a time. As soon as the driver opened the door, he stuffed Cen Luo in, but the stuffing was still gentle.

The bustling area of ​​City A is still brightly lit, but there are fewer pedestrians on the road.

Unhindered all the way.

Cen Luo fell asleep leaning on Song Mohan's shoulder, while Song Mohan's whole body was stiff. He clenched his fists to warn himself not to imagine anymore, but his eyes became more and more serious...

Soon they arrived at the villa. The driver wanted to help, but Song Mohan flatly refused. When he picked Cen Luo up again, Cen Luo opened his eyes in a daze.

"Brother, are you home yet?"

Song Mohan felt that he hadn't been looked at by Cen Luo with this kind of gaze for a long time, and the love contained in it was fully revealed.He was like someone who finally saw the medicine after being poisoned. His heart beat faster and he didn't dare to look away. The entanglement in his heart just now was fleeting.

"It's here." Song Mohan's eyes were warmed up by this warm current.

Song Mohan hugged Cen Luo all the way and felt like he didn't want to let go, until he entered the bedroom, and there was another "Yang" in his ear, and he collapsed in an instant, wishing he could throw someone down on the spot, or hit him hard on the bed Tortured Cen Luo.

Damn!

He suddenly thought of the way Cen Luo talked about pain on the hotel bed yesterday...

In the end, he gritted his teeth, gently placed him on the big bed, and left the bedroom without looking back.

While loosening his tie, he took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and drank most of it in one go. He sat on the sofa in the living room, but he still couldn't calm down. His mind was completely out of control. What Luo said——

"It's okay, it's all over... So-and-so also went abroad later..."

Cen Luo's voice was very low, and Song Mohan could hear it vaguely.He remembered that when Cen Luo said these words, he lowered his eyes, and the light fell from the top of his head, half of his face was covered with a light shadow.

Very disappointed.

Song Mohan could see clearly from the side.

Song Mohan still couldn't hear the content of the conversation between Cen Luo and Fang Guangyao. Those vague and missing information prevented him from compiling the correct content.But he didn't dare to approach, afraid that Cen Luo would notice him there, but why?Why was he afraid of being discovered by Cen Luo?

At that time, Song Mohan's heart was contradictory and complicated. Later, when Cen Luo looked at him, he seemed to be relieved, but he also had an inexplicable feeling.

On the way home, Song Mohan kept thinking about those words of Cen Luo. He kept recalling the scene at that time, and the name of that so-and-so was still vague. Now he was sitting on the sofa looking back and clearing his mind. He suddenly remembered a detail—— —Cen Luo's mouth shape at that time, the corresponding pronunciation seems to be "Yang", what brother...

"It's okay, it's all over" because this person... went abroad...

What kind of person left Cen Luo so disappointed?Isn't his brother gone?Which brother is that? Brother Yang?

Song Mohan thought again that Cen Luo never called him brother, but today he called him warmly and softly several times!

why?

Didn't you call him? !

Also, when Cen Luo called, Song Mohan hadn't seen such loving eyes for a long time, why did it appear today!Just because Cen Luo drank too much?

Going crazy! ! !

His anger grew stronger and stronger, and finally he couldn't help rushing back to the bedroom.

"Brother..." Cen Luo turned over in a daze, but slowly began to regain consciousness.

Song Mohan immediately exploded when he heard the word "brother"!He wanted to pick Cen Luo up and ask him a question!