Chapter 23

The man was wearing a simple and neat white shirt and suit pants. His short hair was combed back, with a few naughty strands sticking out, ruining his meticulous hairstyle. His

light-colored lips touched the wine, staining them with a layer of crystal-clear moisture. His deep eyes looked at the young man without blinking, with a bit of accusation and grievance.

?

Where did the protagonist come from?

Xia Yan was shocked, but his acting skills were as good as ever.

Under the brilliant light, the young man was seen holding his chin with one hand, his eyes were light, and his expression was playful, as if he saw some interesting toys.

"You want me?"

Zhao Wenxu was drunk, his brain was working slowly, like a stuck tape. After a long while, he slowly repeated, "I'm drunk, follow me."

Everyone was looking at them.

With the young man as the center, this area was eerily quiet. Only the singer was still immersed in the stage, singing a passionate love song.

The young man looked around.

Not far away, two paparazzi who were taking pictures passionately seemed to notice his sight, dodged and took back their phones, pretending to be innocent passers-by.

Seeing the scene he wanted, the young man breathed a sigh of relief silently.

The paparazzi had arrived, and he couldn't miss the next stage.

Xia Yan took out his credit card and pushed it to the bartender: "I wanted to ask someone to buy me a drink, but he looked drunk and probably couldn't pay the bill."

"The total consumption is 169, please sign."

Xia Yan wrote his name quickly.

Seeing that everything was settled, the curly-haired boy finally came to his senses and rushed over, but was avoided by the young man. He had to lie on the bar and looked up from below, looking at the young man with grievance.

"Brother!!! I'll buy you a drink."

The boy had beautiful facial features and droopy puppy eyes. He looked pitiful when he was acting coquettish, and was very lovable.

However, Xia Yan was naturally immune to attacks from appearance: "I've found a partner."

"But that's my wine!!!" The boy was so angry that his eyes were red and a thin layer of mist was lingering under his eyes. "Brother, please give me another chance. The drunkard didn't know how to control his strength. My skills..."

He stretched out his red tongue tip and gently rolled it across his lips, saying meaningfully: "...very good, I guarantee you will be satisfied."

After watching the two movies, the theoretical giant.

The boy was full of confidence.

Xia Yan: "..." That's not necessary.

He only said that he would leave the bar with the drinkers, but he didn't promise what to do after leaving. The reason for letting them drink is to get them drunk and throw them into the hotel.

Now there is already a drunkard, there is no need for a second one.

Under the boy's expectant gaze, the young man suddenly smiled, and gently kneaded a small tuft of the boy's curly hair with his fingertips. He bent down and said with a smile: "You make me very excited."

"Brother!"

"But... I am a man of my word."

"...Brother." The light in the boy's eyes disappeared little by little, and he pulled the young man's coat unwillingly, "No! I want to go with my brother."

"Can't bear to part with this dress?"

"You know I can't bear to part with you."

Xia Yan chuckled, as if he was pleased by the boy. He unzipped the last bit of the coat, pulled out the sleeves with his arms, and took off the clothes easily: "Give it to you."

"?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to wear couple outfits with me?"

The boy hugged the clothes, and his cheeks flushed a little.

The young man was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt with a cool white pattern on the chest. His exposed arms were fair and translucent, with a light pink at the elbow joints.

He waved goodbye casually, took two steps forward, and stood in front of Zhao Wenxu, with a strong smell of alcohol lingering around his nose.

How long have you been drinking?

Xia Yan wrinkled his nose lightly: "Can you walk by yourself?"

Zhao Wenxu was dazed, like a BBK point reader, and replied after poking him: "Follow me."

"……"

"…………"

"Go ahead."

Zhao Wenxu replied slowly with an 'oh', and finally lifted his legs to walk out of the bar. Xia Yan followed closely behind. During this time, there was a wretched man who was unwilling to give up and wanted to take advantage of him.

Zhao Wenxu grabbed his hand and broke it with force.

He was no longer in a daze at this time, his eyes were cold: "Keep your hands and feet clean."

"Ahhhhhh!! My hand!!!" The wretched man held his wrist and rolled on the ground in pain. The people around him spontaneously stayed away from him.

Trash like this deserves to have his hand cut off.

Xia Yan touched his nose and asked tentatively: "Are you awake?"

"Ah?" Zhao Wenxu blinked, and after a long while, he replied, "I-I'm not drunk."

Xia Yan: "..." He stuttered, and he still said he wasn't drunk?

Zhao Wenxu was drunk and definitely couldn't drive. The young man took out the car keys and prepared to take him to the hotel to spend the night. Who knew Zhao Wenxu suddenly turned around and stood in front of a strange man: "Drive me home."

"?"

Standing silently in the crowd, the college classmates who wished Zhao Wenxu with tears in their eyes: "..." Brother, I gave you a chance, but you are useless!

Xia Yan: "Who are you?"

"Hello, I am Wenxu's friend." The man scratched his hair awkwardly, "He must be drunk, you don't know where his home is, I will drive you there."

Fuck! I just became Xia Yan's boyfriend fan during the day, and sent him and his friends to sleep at night. What kind of NTR is this.

It is simply heartbreaking to hear and tears to see.

Xia Yan refused: "No, I will drive myself, just send me the address."

"Then... add WeChat?" The man silently took out his mobile phone.

Xia Yan has many people on WeChat. When he plays the role of a romantic scumbag, he always welcomes everyone and doesn't care about adding one more person.

The two were about to exchange WeChat numbers, but Zhao Wenxu seemed to have discovered something and snatched his friend's phone: "Don't add me."

Friend: "..."

"Let's go." Zhao Wenxu turned and looked at the young man.

It was obviously the person he took the initiative to find, but now he felt wronged, as if he saw his wife looking for a mistress behind his back, but he was powerless.

Xia Yan wanted to drag Zhao Wenxu to the hotel immediately and let the paparazzi take high-definition "cheating" photos.

Wait... He suddenly remembered something.

Zhao Wenxu is the protagonist, 1.8/9 meters tall; he is a cannon fodder scumbag, 1.81 meters tall. If he enters the hotel, will his reputation as a scumbag be preserved?

No! He has to change people.

Xia Yan made a quick judgment.

"You are so annoying! Drunkards are troublesome. I don't want you anymore. You can go back by yourselves." The young man regretted righteously and pointed at the curly-haired boy casually, "Come here, I changed my mind."

The curly-haired boy who was thinking about crashing into a car: "!!!"

A wife fell from the sky!!!

He was as happy as a puppy, and quickly flew over. His dark green eyes were full of love, and he said coquettishly in a soft voice: "Brother, I knew you wouldn't abandon me."

Before, both of them were sitting, and Curly liked to act coquettishly, which made him look very petite and cute.

But when he got closer, Xia Yan realized... This is a big dog!

Half a head taller than himself!!!

Damn! Where is the dignity of the scumbag?

Xia Yan questioned the system in a trance: [Why am I so short? 】

999 whispered: [I just mean... is there a possibility that they are taller. ] People over 1.8 meters tall are not considered short, whether in the north or the south.

Zhao Wenxu is the protagonist, it is normal for him to be taller than the supporting role.

And Curly... as a mixed-race, it is not a problem for him to be taller... it is a big problem! Now no matter what he chooses, it will not be right.

The young man rubbed his temples and felt a headache.

The phone buzzed, he glanced at it, it was Wang Dazhuang, most likely the incident at the bar had been spread on the Internet. Xia Yan hung up the phone with an apologetic look and turned on the do not disturb mode.

"Brother, let's go." Curly urged anxiously.

"My, follow me." Although Zhao Wenxu was already drunk, he still remembered what Xia Yan said. He looked at Curly, then at Xia Yan, and his expression became more aggrieved.

Xia Yan: "..."

What if no one wants to choose?

If you have to choose... Curly seems to be a little weaker. The young man's gaze gradually shifted... and seemed to have made up his mind.

The smile on the boy's face became bigger and bigger, and he looked like he had won.

"Wait! It's already late today." Seeing that the situation was not good, the friend suddenly interrupted and interrupted Xia Yan's thoughts, "Everyone is very tired, why don't I drive and take you home."

Curly said: "I'm not tired, you can just take Zhao Wenxu home."

The friend ignored him, but looked at the young man: "Xia Yan, Wenxu got drunk because of you, you can't leave him alone."

"?" The young man tilted his head and asked with his eyes - why?

"It's dangerous to sleep when you're drunk. If you vomit in the middle of the night, you may suffocate. If something happens in the middle of the night..."

Curly said impatiently, "Then why don't you just watch him?"

"My girlfriend has called me more than ten times to urge me to go home." The friend made up a girlfriend out of thin air. "If I don't go back, I won't be able to go back in the future."

Xia Yan didn't expect this and hesitated.

The friend added fuel to the fire: "At worst, the three of you can sleep together!"

"..."

"..."

"Go, go home."

*

Xia Yan didn't know why things turned out like this?

He obviously just wanted to go to the bar to make fun of himself and run away after making fun of himself, but now he was forced to sleep in the same room with two unfamiliar men.

In order to facilitate work, Zhao Wenxu has a large flat nearby.

After the friend sent the three of them to the place, although he was a little worried, the lie had already been told, so he could only pretend to the end and leave.

There are many rooms here, but Zhao Wenxu needs someone to watch over him, so Xia Yan cannot leave.

If Xia Yan doesn't leave, Juanmao will certainly not let the two of them be alone.

In the end, Xia Yan slept on the bed alone, while Zhao Wenxu and Juanmao slept on the floor. Uh... To be honest, it looks a bit strange to let the host sleep on the floor.

It was already very late, and Xia Yan was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

In addition, there were four people getting on the same car tonight, and there was no ambiguity. He failed to make fun of himself, and there were only a few photos of the bar, so he was too lazy to read the public opinion.

The young man yawned and fell asleep.

While he was sleeping, the progress bar of Task 6 suddenly jumped forward a lot, and as time passed, it got longer and longer... It stayed at 99%, got stuck for an hour or two, and finally broke through 100.

[Mission 6: Being abandoned by the entire network. Completed.]

The last mainline mission flashed twice and finally refreshed.

[Mission 7: Being abandoned by Tu Xi, quit the entertainment circle.]