"Hey, Mr. Bo, are you okay?"
Zhang Yiming didn't expect that Bo Lin had such a low alcohol tolerance. He couldn't even stand steadily after just a few drinks.
He breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Bo Lin leaning against the person at the door like he had no bones.
"Fuck," he was stunned when he raised his eyes. How could such a handsome man come from?
The man's eyebrows and eyes were picturesque under the spotlight above his head, his thin red lips were slightly pursed, and his narrow eyes were half-closed behind the lenses as he looked at the man in his arms.
Besides, he was too tall. Bo Lin was about 185cm tall, but she looked inexplicably small in his arms.
Suddenly he shivered and immediately raised his hand to pull Bo Lin.
He hasn't forgotten that Bo Lin hates physical contact with people the most.
Who knew that when he was about to bump into Bo Lin, the man actually took a step back.
Zhang Yiming's hand just fell in mid-air.
"Hey, who are you?" He laughed angrily.
Hua Jian was also shocked. He didn't know why, but when he saw this greasy man trying to touch Bo Lin, he subconsciously felt disgusted and just took Bo Lin away.
"Hey, what's wrong, Mr. Bo? Mr. Zhang, this is our bartender."
Manager Liu looked at the three people at a loss.
"Bartender?" Zhang Yiming's eyes lit up. He looked up at Hua Jian carefully and said, "It's just like Shen Mo said. She's really good-looking."
Hua Jian felt irritated by the hot breath from Bo Lin on her neck.
He licked his lips, his voice somewhat hoarse: "Is Bo Lin drunk?"
Zhang Yiming quickly recovered from his beautiful face. He frowned and looked at the silent Bo Lin and said, "You were just blushing just now. How did the alcohol take effect so quickly?"
The noise at the door startled the people in the private room.
Lu Zexi asked in surprise: "Hey, Hua Jian, didn't you ask for leave?"
Hua Jian felt a little hot, and he moved his head a little embarrassedly.
If he moved any more, Bo Lin's mouth would be stuck to his neck.
"I came over after finishing my work today. Mr. Lu, do you think we should pull Bo Lin away?"
Lu Zexi looked at Bo Lin with a half-smile, "Okay, open it."
Bo Lin originally wanted to go to the bathroom, but who could have known that he would pass out drunk as soon as he stepped out?
In the end, Lu Zexi waved his hand and let Hua Jian half-support and half-carry Bo Lin to the bathroom.
The air conditioner on the second floor of UP was set to 18 degrees, and Hua Jian broke out in a sweat after doing this.
After Bo Lin entered the bathroom cubicle, he leaned lazily against the cubicle door.
【Luckily, I don't have to help Bo Lin support my little brother.】
He thought that he and Bo Lin were not that close yet.
He was thinking haphazardly while listening to the noises in the compartment.
Soon, the door of the compartment was opened.
Bo Lin seemed to be a little sober. His face was flushed from drinking and he looked at Hua Jian with a very red face.
"Okay? Do you want me to support you?" Hua Jian stood up straight.
Bo Lin looked away and shook his head silently.
Okay.
Hua Jian followed behind him and saw that his steps were a little unsteady, but still steady.
But after he washed his hands, Bo Lin stumbled for some reason. Hua Jian was startled and quickly grabbed him.
"You scared me to death! How much did you drink? Stop trying to be brave. Let me help you."
He put Bo Lin's arm on his shoulder and put his other hand around Bo Lin's body.
"I'm sorry, Hua Jian."
Bo Lin's drunken voice was buzzing.
Hua Jian's tingling sensation returned. He was silent for a moment and said, "It's okay. We're friends, it's what we should do."
The man in my arms was drunk but very well behaved.
Hua Jian lowered her eyes and saw his head with swirling hair.
Then I looked down and saw his trembling eyelashes and nose.
It was obvious that he was not feeling well after being drunk.
[Bo Lin doesn't like men. I was probably just being too sensitive and had an illusion just now.]
[He's nothing like those homosexuals. Besides, he's the first friend I've ever made since I came to this world. It's better to be close to him. It's not too much to do this when he's drunk.]
The discomfort and restlessness he suddenly felt when being hugged by Bo Lin were slowly soothed by himself.
The boy's voice seemed to come from his heart.
Bo Lin could hear Hua Jian's strong heartbeat and inner voice, and those words were like temptation.
The nerves stimulated by alcohol were jumping wildly.
Where Hua Jian couldn't see, Bo Lin's eyes were eager to try.
Shouldn't we go a little further?
There was an excited little man in his heart, jumping around wildly, instigating him to go even further.
But his remaining rationality held him back.
Don't move, you can't move, you will scare him away.
This is already good, you are different from other men in his eyes.
At least he didn't doubt you or push you away.
During this short journey, Bo Lin was torn between his conscience and his desires.
Finally arriving at the door of Room 206, Hua Jian breathed a sigh of relief.
"Bo Lin is back? Are you okay? Why are you so drunk?" Shen Mo stepped forward and helped Bo Lin.
Hua Jian tried to dodge but her body quickly froze.
Bo Lin was brought back to the sofa by Shen Mo.
"Old Lu, can you ask the bartender to make us a drink?"
Yan Ruqiu was too interested in Hua Jian.
Apart from their childhood friends, Hua Jian was the first person who could get close to Bo Lin.
Lu Zexi rolled his eyes slightly, looked at Bo Lin, who was looking down and silent, and said, "Okay."
The others thought Bo Lin was drunk and asleep, so they left him sitting there alone.
They all gathered around Hua Jian.
Zhang Yiming said in a teasing tone, "Lu Zexi, where did you find this treasure? This one is much higher-class than the artists in your entertainment company."
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