Vancouver, Canada.

In a bar specially set up for gays, Qi Yan sat at the bar in a white shirt and casual pants, quietly sipping wine, as if he could not hear all the noise around him.

With the top two or three buttons of his white shirt unbuttoned, his fair chest was faintly visible, which was totally inconsistent with his gentle image in the past.

The handsome oriental face coupled with the unique temperament faintly exuding made many men want to step forward to win the favor of this oriental beauty.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes, ignoring the blatant and excessive looks around him.

He had been away from home for almost a month. During this month, he used his savings to go out and play to relax. He just arrived in Canada two days ago.

During this month, there was only one day when Luo Han's favorability inexplicably increased by 5 points, reaching 60 favorability, and then disappeared without a trace, and there was no more reminder.

Without the system chattering in his ears all day, Qi Yan was happy and at ease. He traveled all day and visited many iconic scenic spots in many countries, and lived a fulfilling life.

"Hey!" A teasing man's voice suddenly rang in his ears. Qi Yan looked up and saw a brown-haired Western man. He had the most pure deep eyes and angular face of Westerners.

I have to say, he is very handsome.

Qi Yan curled his lips politely and smiled: "What's the matter?"

"You just seem lonely." The man's eyes were full of possessive smiles, and he pointed to a table of men next to him: "Would you like to come over to our place and have a drink together?"

"Thank you for your invitation, but no thanks." Qi Yan gently refused: "I just want to have a drink and leave soon."

"Don't be like this." The man suddenly put his arms around Qi Yan's shoulders: "Come and play together."

Qi Yan frowned imperceptibly, suppressed his anger, and still politely refused: "No, I have something to do later."

"What could be happier than drinking?" The man lowered his head and leaned over Qi Yan's ear. This posture was particularly ambiguous in the eyes of outsiders.

Anger rose in Qi Yan's eyes, and he was about to slap his salty hands away, but the next second, he heard the man's sharp scream.

He turned around suddenly, and when he saw the man, Qi Yan was stunned.

"You dare to touch my people?"

The cold voice was like an ice thorn bathed in the cold wind, piercing into the other person's heart and making the blood coagulate.

Qi Yan couldn't believe it, staring at the person with wide eyes, the blood in his body seemed to stop flowing, and his whole body was stiff.

It turned out to be him!

The other party seemed to feel his gaze and looked over coldly.

When their eyes crossed, Qi Yan's face suddenly turned pale.

In his eyes, there was only indifference and indifference.

After just a glance at Qi Yan, Luo Han turned his head away. He still held the man's wrist in his hand, as if the man's hand would be broken if he exerted a little force.

"Ah... misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" The man began to beg for mercy: "I didn't know he was your man, I just saw him drinking alone so I wanted to invite him to play together."

Luo Han looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a dead object: "Get lost."

The man ran away in a hurry, and his friends also left carefully after he left.

After this little episode, the atmosphere around them became lively again, as if nothing had happened.

Qi Yan's heart trembled, he drank the last sip of wine in the glass, put down the glass and wanted to avoid Luo Han and leave.

When they passed by, the other party grabbed his arm without warning.

"Come home with me."

"Go home?" Qi Yan chuckled: "I didn't say I won't go home, just not now."

"Your parents are worried about you."

"I think this has nothing to do with you."

Hearing this, Luo Han frowned, sneered, and forcibly pulled Qi Yan out of the bar.

Qi Yan struggled but didn't break free. He frowned and struggled harder, but the other party's hands were like iron handcuffs, and didn't loosen at all.

"I have broken up with you, you can't control me to do anything."

"Let me go, what will happen if someone sees me!"

"Luo Han, let go..."

"Okay, I just want to go out and travel to relax. If you can find proof that I don't want to hide my whereabouts at all, I will go home when I want to."

"Luo Han...ah!" He

was suddenly thrown into the back seat of a luxury car on the street, and his back fell on the seat with some pain.

"You——!"

Before he could say anything, his eyes went dark, accompanied by the sound of a car door being slammed, and a soft touch fell on his slightly opened thin lips.

"Hmm..."

The other person pulled his lips without any gentleness. It was more like biting than kissing.

**

The next chapter, this story ends.

Next story summary: You know ancient style romance!

There will be a small extra chapter at the end of each story, a separate chapter.

Maybe I won't update tomorrow, maybe I will update when I have time after tearing the test paper, and finish this story and never update again.

Pay attention, that's maybe! -(￢?￢)σIf

I'm too busy tomorrow, I won't be able to update. Anyway, I will definitely not be able to update on the 7th and 8th, and I will resume updating on the 9th!

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