Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Li Yan sneered with an ambiguous tone.

At this time, Zhou Rui on the side asked cautiously: "Brother Li, who is this...?"

"Lu Zixing, just a little lover." Li Yan said indifferently.

Lu Zixing heard it, looked at him in surprise, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Finally, he just lowered his head.

Yes, he is just his little lover now.

Why should you be a whore and then pretend to be a virtuous woman?

Without looking up, he knew that he was surrounded by contemptuous and amusing looks.

Here, he was looked at unscrupulously like a commodity, from top to bottom, without any dignity.

Li Yan looked at him with interest, his lips curled slightly, and a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm flashed across his eyes.

Why do you have to make such an expression when you are out to sell yourself, looking aggrieved and as if you have been bullied?

I didn't do anything, but suddenly I felt the air became restless, which was really irritating.

He suddenly let go of Lu Zixing's hand and said indifferently, "You stay here, I'll go out for a while, you guys have fun."

Li Yan stood up and walked out without waiting for Lu Zixing to answer.

Lu Zixing looked at his departing back with loss, and only withdrew his gaze when the door was calmly closed.

After Li Yan left, Zhou Rui said sarcastically, "Oh, you are so reluctant to leave. You like Brother Li so much! Why don't you follow him? Who are you acting for? Our protagonist is not here."

"Hahaha……"

There were sounds of laughter and mockery all around, it was so harsh.

[Master, they are really going too far!!! Do you want me to teach them a lesson? ]

Bai Jihei's voice suddenly sounded in Lu Zixing's mind.

Lu Zixing didn't care: [Don't talk, don't disturb me from acting. ]

Bai Jihei shut up in frustration. Humph, I won’t help him next time.

But how did he know about telepathy? Isn’t he a human?

Could it be that the gangster boss gave him some special props?

Although he was confused, Bai Jihei was a carefree person and soon forgot about it.

Zhou Rui inadvertently saw Lu Zixing's face flushed with anger, the redness spread all the way to the roots of his ears, and the corners of his eyes were even more obviously red.

Like the plum blossoms blooming alone in a snowy night, but no one appreciates them, so pitiful.

"pat"

It was as if a string in his mind was broken, and everything was blank.

When he came to his senses, he felt a little embarrassed that he had lost his mind while looking at his little lover.

There were a lot of expensive wines on the table. He suddenly took the wine in front of him, filled it up, and placed it in front of Lu Zixing. His voice was very cold and hard.

"Lu Zixing, right? You're actually Brother Li's man. It's okay for him to drink with us, right?"

Lu Zixing pursed his lips and said, "I don't drink."

"You can learn if you don't know how to do it. Why don't you give us face?"

Hearing Zhou Rui's stiff and indifferent tone, Lu Zixing clenched his hands on his knees into fists, then slowly loosened them and said in a low voice: "Okay, I'll drink it."

After saying that, he picked up the wine and drank it.

Because he was too anxious, he choked and coughed uncomfortably.

Some of the wine playfully slid down the corner of his mouth to his chin, dripped onto his collarbone, and wet his collar.

Her already fair and tender cheeks were now dazzlingly pink, as if they were stained with rouge.

The lips that seemed to have been kissed and cared for by wine looked even more delicate.

Zhou Rui stared at the wine stain on his lips, his throat slid, he swallowed his saliva, his eyes were dark and obscure: "Is this really your first time drinking?"

"I told you to drink, not to rush."

He gradually approached Lu Zixing, resting his hands on the back of the sofa where he was sitting, lowered his body, slowly moved his face closer, and sniffed.

Is he drunk? Why does he smell so good? It's not the smell of alcohol, but an indescribable fragrance.

So delicate.

How could someone become like this after drinking so little?

It's very annoying.

Lu Zixing heard the noise and raised his head. His eyes were hazy and his lips were slightly parted, revealing the tip of his bright red tongue. He looked at Zhou Rui and hummed unconsciously: "Uncomfortable..."

Zhou Rui's breathing stagnated.

He raised his hand and bent his fingers, wanting to touch his cheek to see if it was as soft as he imagined.

The people around were cheering.

Just when he was about to touch it.

The door of the private room was opened unexpectedly.

Under the light, Li Yan's tall figure is particularly conspicuous.

The moment he appeared, the entire private room seemed to have pressed the pause button.

He narrowed his sharp and narrow eyes and looked at Zhou Rui coldly, which made people shudder.

"He's mine, what do you want to do?"

Before Zhou Rui could react, Li Yan raised his foot and walked towards Lu Zixing, standing in front of him, looking down at him: "I was away for just a short while, and you were so impatient to find someone else, are you that hungry?"

Lu Zixing raised his eyes with a confused mind, met Li Yan's cold eyes, and suddenly felt very wronged.

He clearly did nothing, but suddenly a huge pot was thrown at him.

His vision began to blur, his eyelashes trembled, and tears silently slid down from his eye sockets like broken strings, dripping down in big drops, and he didn't know whose heart they hit.

He said with a slightly tearful voice: "Wuwu... I didn't look for anyone else, I only looked for you... Wuwu..."

"It was you who called so many people here, and I was bullied, but you were not here... You didn't help me... and you even scolded me, wuuuu..."

Zhou Rui, who was feeling guilty, couldn't help but speak out: "Well, Brother Li, he's drunk, you... don't bully him."

Li Yan glanced at the wine glass in front of Lu Zixing, turned his head and said warningly: "Shut up and take care of yourself first."

After saying that, he frowned and looked at Lu Zixing, whose face was covered with tears, and thought to himself, forget it, I shouldn’t ask too much of him, as long as he listens to me.

"Get up, I'll take you back." He stretched out his hand to pull Lu Zixing up.

Lu Zixing tilted his head and looked at Li Yan, then stretched out his hands blankly, staring with watery eyes, and pouted his mouth and said, "I want to, I want to hug you."

Li Yan was obviously stunned for a moment, then he squatted down and hugged him helplessly: "It seems that I can't let you drink in the future."

Holding Lu Zixing, Li Yan glanced at Zhou Rui before leaving and said in a light tone: "There won't be a next time." Then he walked away.

No one noticed the young man nestling in Li Yan's arms, his eyes were cold and he didn't seem drunk at all.

Bai Jihei was amazed at the speed of changing his expression.

After Li Yan and the others left, the box was silent and the atmosphere was stagnant.

The young man who had just opened the door looked at Zhou Rui and said stumblingly: "Brother Li, Brother Li is gone, should we still play?"

Zhou Rui stared at the wine glass in front of him with a dull look on his face, and his tone revealed a hint of irritation: "What are you still playing for? Let's go."

He stood up and left everyone's sight.

Damn, she's just a little lover, what's there to worry about? I might as well go drive a sports car.