Qu Qiuran rarely saw Tang Yu drunk. Although Tang Yu would drink with his friends before, he always had small drinks or openly asked for juice in front of everyone. He never put himself in such a passive situation.

Qu Qiuran checked into a room, and with great effort, he threw Tang Yu onto the bed. He then sat beside the bed with an unclear expression, looking at Tang Yu who had already closed his eyes.

He let his hands hang by his legs, then slowly clenched them.

After not seeing each other for so long, Tang Yu is still the same as before...

Wearing a suit and a pair of cold glasses, he is still difficult to understand.

Yes, how could he be qualified to know so much about Tang Yu in the past?

To Tang Yu, I am just a toy that he can play with occasionally.

His eyebrows drooped slightly, Qu Qiuran frowned, and he couldn't suppress a sigh.

Only when he met Tang Yu would he become like this...

Tang Yu, who was lying on the bed, seemed to feel a little uncomfortable. He subconsciously adjusted his posture and vaguely felt a little hot, so he tore open his coat with one hand, revealing the white shirt underneath.

Seeing that Tang Yu was still trying to tear off his clothes, Qu Qiuran quickly held Tang Yu's hand and asked in a low voice:

"Tang Yu, what do you want to do?"

He seemed to be deliberately controlling himself, so the tone of his voice was still clear and cold, but this deliberate coldness could not hide his emotional ups and downs.

Looking at this scene, he was not indifferent.

After saying this, Qu Qiuran realized belatedly that Tang Yu was simply unable to answer his question.

Yes, why would you argue with a drunk person?

Just as Qu Qiuran resigned himself to his fate and prepared to cover Tang Yu with the quilt, Tang Yu suddenly grabbed his wrist and looked at him with half-open and half-closed eyes:

"Qiuran... Qu Qiuran..."

Finally it's up to you.

This was the only vague concept in Tang Yu's mind.

But when Qu Qiuran heard Tang Yu whispering his name, his body trembled uncontrollably.

He bit his lower lip and asked desperately, "What is Qu Qiuran?"

What exactly is Qu Qiuran to you?

Such a question is really difficult for a drunk person, but it is nothing for a tasker who knows the plot by heart. So Tang Yu is still answering seriously word by word:

"Qu, Qu Qiuran is a big star... he's an award-winning actor!"

In short, Qu Qiuran will definitely become very popular, and his popularity will be unprecedented and unparalleled.

"I don't want to hear this, I just want to know what I mean to you!" Qu Qiuran raised his voice uncontrollably, clenching his hands in restraint, but his eyes were extremely stubborn.

Tang Yu was frightened by the sound and was stunned for a moment, then instinctively got into bed.

Just now...it seemed like there was an earthquake...

But the last bit of rationality in Tang Yu's mind pointed out that something was wrong with his body:

Why does being drunk make me feel so uncomfortable?

And it's a bit hot...

This doesn't sound like being drunk, it sounds more like being drugged.

Tang Yu buried himself tightly in the quilt, and the burning sensation in his body was already reflected on his face.

Tang Yu's fair skin was stained with a layer of red, and her eyes were a little blurry.

Qu Qiuran finally dug Tang Yu out of the quilt and saw this scene. When he was working in a bar, he had seen many people tamper with drinks in order to make it happen without anyone noticing.

Someone had had this idea about him before. After he drank that kind of wine by mistake, he felt so uncomfortable as if he was being roasted on a fire. In the end, he had to soak in cold water all night before he could get over it.

Tang Yu is probably also affected now.

Just now, Tang Yu attracted a lot of attention when he was mixing cocktails. Perhaps those people did something to Tang Yu unknowingly.

Qu Qiuran skillfully moved closer to Tang Yu and smelled him, only to discover that the smell on Tang Yu's cuffs was a little different.

This should be some aphrodisiac fragrance that was sprayed on Tang Yu's cuffs, so Tang Yu fell asleep while drinking it and his body also showed this symptom.

Now Qu Qiuran has only two choices, either let Tang Yu soak in cold water all night, or help Tang Yu solve the problem.

In fact, he could just ignore it, but even if he had such an idea, he couldn't do it in his heart.

Qu Qiuran looked at Tang Yu quietly for a long time, and finally walked towards the bathroom as if he had made up his mind.

After this night, they were strangers.

Tang Yu helped him once in the bar, so he would return the favor today.

After a moment, the sound of water was heard in the bathroom.

Finally, the sound of water stopped and Qu Qiuran came out wearing a bathrobe.

Her slightly damp hair stuck to her forehead. Qu Qiuran casually pushed her hair aside, revealing an extremely beautiful face.

The distance from the bathroom to the bed was obviously very short, but Qu Qiuran felt as if he had walked for a long time.

How will Tang Yu view himself when he regains consciousness? Will he think that even though he now has a place in the entertainment industry, he still likes to be so self-indulgent?

A light laugh was heard, but there was bottomless sadness in Qu Qiuran's eyes.

Tang Yu only knew that a cool but soft body suddenly pressed against him, and he subconsciously couldn't help but hug the person tighter, as if this could completely relieve the waves of heat in his body.

But this was just a drop in the bucket, so Qu Qiuran grabbed Tang Yu's hand and took the initiative to pull it behind him.

He had already prepared himself in the bathroom.

However, Qu Qiuran had never experienced this kind of initiative before, so he was still a little embarrassed when doing this.

The only consolation is that Tang Yu is now unconscious, so he probably won't remember his current... despicable appearance.

Qu Qiuran lowered his eyes and bit his lower lip restrainedly, not wanting to make any sound.

Although several years have passed, the familiarity between us remains the same as before.

It was not until Qu Qiuran's knees became weak that he held Tang Yu's hand in front of him and said an unclear "Okay", which seemed to be said to Tang Yu, but also to himself.

Tang Yu seemed to understand, and then found the right place very skillfully.

Because it was a frontal shot, Qu Qiuran could clearly see Tang Yu's still handsome face even when he was distracted. However, because Tang Yu hadn't taken off his gold-rimmed glasses, a sense of alienation and distortion appeared between the two of them.

Although Qu Qiuran didn't have much strength in his body, he still insisted on reaching out to take off Tang Yu's glasses.

Without the cold glasses blocking her view, Tang Yu's affectionate eyes only reflected him.

He didn't care whether Tang Yu was awake or not. He only remembered that this was the last joy between them, so he suppressed his voice at the beginning, but became a little unscrupulous later.

Since it's the last time, it's okay to be a little unrestrained.

Qu Qiuran closed his eyes and clung to Tang Yu's shoulders with his hands weakly.