I Heard You Like Me Too

When Qin Zhan heard it, he turned around and looked at it carefully, only to come back to his senses.

The man named Dashi looks very thin and does not seem to be a person who works out regularly, but the friend he brings is a bit tall, and his physical fitness always looks better than Dashi.

But his friend has no energy to continue playing, but Dashi is still full of energy.

"Look carefully." Cen Yi shunned the plate of melon seeds, and began to lick them next to him.

Dashi danced for a while, then stopped, and ran to the stage in two or three steps. A woman who seemed to be coming along with him handed him a drink. After a while, I regained my energy and jumped onto the stage to continue dancing.

"You mean..." Qin Zhan turned his head and exchanged glances with him.

"But I'm just a kid. Today's main job is to take you out to relax." Cen Yi smiled, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and beat him on the shoulder.

Qin Zhan took the melon seeds and started nibbling: "But it's early in the morning, isn't it good to drink?"

"It's not suitable for drinking." Cen Yi nodded, "Then I won't drink it, you drink."

Qin Zhan: "..."

He put the melon seeds on the table, touched a pillow on the sofa with his backhand, and threw it directly at Cen Yi.

Cen Yi dodged lightly, groaned, and smiled shyly: "Isn't it a mistake to drink early in the morning?"

Qin Zhan held his breath, and stared at him coldly for a minute.

"Didn't you just fall out of love? As the saying goes, once you get drunk, you can relieve all your worries. When you're drunk, you don't have to worry about anything. You can have everything in your dreams. Isn't that great?"

Qin Zhan didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Cen Yi was so stared at with a guilty conscience, he said in embarrassment, "I recommend it to you. There is a kind of alcohol in this bar called Wuling Zhifeng. It's really a cup of drunk, a cup of immortality. I guarantee that you will forget about Qi Yan's after you drink it." Scumbag!"

Qin Zhan moved his eyes and lowered them slowly, his exposed ears were a little red: "I have never been with him before."

So, no lovelorn.

Cen Yi's heart skipped a beat, and a look of distress flashed across his face, but he regained his expression in an instant, and still casually called the waiter over, ordering a cup of Wulingzhifeng.

"Speak to your bartenders, we want the best, money is no object."

The waiter had sharp eyes, and recognized Qin Zhan immediately, and couldn't help being overjoyed: "Yes, okay, wait a moment."

Cen Yi watched the waiter walk to the bartending table, and said something to the bartender from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally cast his gaze over here.

He had a clue in his heart, picked up some melon seeds, and gave Qin Zhan a look: "I'm going to the bathroom."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to have eaten some broken melon seeds, so he took out a tissue and spat twice, threw it into the trash can, and left.

After a while, the waiter came back and brought the cup of Wuling Peak to him.

Qin Zhan took the wine glass, missed it, and threw it on his body.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I was careless." The waiter quickly took out a tissue to help wipe it.

Qin Zhan pressed her hand, turned his head to look around, and resisted the sticky discomfort on his body: "Excuse me, where is the bathroom?"

"I'll take you there." The waiter flattered.

Qin Zhan nodded and followed the waiter to the bathroom.

The restrooms are in another corridor.

The two walked out of the crowd, and when they reached the corridor, there was basically no one there.

Qin Zhan turned his head to look at the melon seed shells that sometimes disappeared on the ground, shook his head involuntarily, and grabbed his soaked shirt with the other hand.

"It's right here." The waiter bowed slightly and apologized, "I will pay you back for that glass of wine later."

Qin Zhan didn't answer, and went straight into the bathroom.

He closed the door of the cubicle, took out his mobile phone and dialed a call.

Not long after, Cen Yi connected: "Start to act."

Qin Zhan hung up the phone, cleaned up casually, walked out of the bathroom calmly, and saw the waiter still standing at the door.

"I'm worried that you have something to do, so I'm waiting at the door."

Qin Zhan smiled: "What will happen to me?"

The waiter's face was a little red, and he quickly took two steps back: "It's just that I was worrying too much, please don't mind."

"I haven't had a drink yet, why do you think there's something wrong with me?"

The waiter's face froze, and he raised his head in surprise, but he still said stiffly: "I, I didn't think so, this guest, please don't misunderstand."

"Misunderstanding?" Qin Zhan lowered his voice, with an air of oppression all over his body, "What do you think... I misunderstood?"

The waiter backed away in fright, and didn't know what to do. Qin Zhan forced him to sit down on the ground.

"You have to make it clear, otherwise I will casually mention what happened today, do you think you can survive in this place?"

Qin Zhan let out a sigh of relief: "Don't force me to make big moves, be lenient when confessing...and be strict when resisting."

When he spoke, he spoke very slowly, every word was bitten clearly, the voice was getting closer and closer, with a sense of oppression approaching, the waiter's mentality suddenly collapsed, and his face flushed red: " I, I'm just a newcomer, I just do what they told me to do, you, please don't expose me!"

Qin Zhan got up slowly and looked down at her: "Who gave the medicine? How did it come?"

The waiter's voice was crying, and he explained everything in detail.

Qin Zhan turned on the recording, there was no emotion in his eyes.

At the same moment, Cen Yi walked around backstage and stopped the bartender.

"Hello, guest, we don't allow guests to enter the backstage." The bartender had no expression on his face, and his voice didn't fluctuate in the slightest.

Cen Yi hated communicating with this kind of "robot" the most, scratched his ears, and slammed his fist on the door in front of him.

"I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you, let's talk, who is the boss who handed over?"

The bartender was stunned by his words, but he still didn't change his mood: "I don't understand what you are talking about, this guest, if you are drunk, please ask your friend to take you back, or contact the front desk Book a box."

"I've been watching you for a long time. Now that you're doing this kind of thing, you've learned to be smart. Instead of being your own boss, you work for others. If you catch one, it counts as one?"

The bartender's psychological quality is quite good, and he didn't listen to him, but insisted: "I don't understand what you are talking about, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, a gust of wind hit him directly in the face.

"If you don't obey me like this, I'm going to get serious." Cen Yi's face was cold, his eyes were dull, and the way he looked at him had changed, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"I'm not in the mood to play with you, you can either talk or die."