non fatal temptation

Lan Mingxu appeared out of nowhere, and suddenly appeared behind Xi Wanfeng.

"Student, I want you to help me get a glass of champagne, not to mix a glass of champagne." Lan Mingxu whispered in Xi Wanfeng's ear, and exaggeratedly covered his mouth with his hand as if he was talking about some ulterior secret.

As if being shocked by an electric shock, Xi Wanfeng subconsciously jumped away.

Lan Mingxu took advantage of the situation to hold Xi Wanfeng's waist to prevent him from falling.

"Be careful"

"Ender!" Lilith exclaimed inappropriately.

Lan Mingxu looked up, without showing any surprise:

"Wang Lili, don't think about him."

"You mean he's your boyfriend? Then he's Cheng Lan's...?" Lilith covered her mouth lightly and looked Xi Wanfeng up and down in disbelief.

Xi Wanfeng was both surprised and uneasy when he heard Cheng Lan's name. The illusion of being caught cheating on him made him feel ashamed. Damn it, the bad thing is that he is the only one who has this ridiculous sense of unnecessary shame from the beginning to the end. Lan Mingxu wouldn't have any extravagant thoughts!

Lan Mingxu didn't give the two of them time to digest and react, so he put Xi Wanfeng's shoulders on his shoulders and took Xi Wanfeng away.

They found a lounge, which was actually converted from a bedroom, and they didn't forget to grab two small cakes.

Xi Wanfeng sat on the bed with relief, and let out a light breath:

"You know Lilith?"

"She is my high school classmate with Cheng Lan."

"You are classmates in high school, well, now you finally revealed that secret that will be discussed later." Xi Wanfeng shrugged.

"I didn't hide it from you. I said we'll talk about it another day. Didn't I tell you?" Lan Mingxu adjusted his tie in front of the tall fitting mirror.

"By the way, why do we come here? Don't you need to socialize, courtesan?"

"You're really poor, I should teach you a lesson." Lan Mingxu gritted his teeth deliberately.

"It's not up to you, Cheng Lan will teach me a lesson." Xi Wanfeng said the word "lesson" very ambiguously, and anyone who heard it would have dreams.

The atmosphere suddenly became charming.

"By the way, have you noticed that the atmosphere here is very good." Lan Mingxu looked down at Xi Wanfeng, as if trying to see through something.Those eyes were slightly intoxicated, and that voice happened to be Xi Wanfeng's favorite.

Xi Wanfeng blushed and didn't speak to him. He lowered his head and twisted the corner of his clothes, as if his hands and the clothes had some kind of sworn enmity.

He was puzzled, he didn't understand why the man pushed the atmosphere to such a high level at this moment, he couldn't figure out how much of the joke was in the man's tone.He's shy, too, and he wants to deny it—but he can't, his fawn is thumping, anticipating a conversation, or interaction, that shouldn't and won't happen.

"Why don't you talk, and you're shy?" Lan Mingxu sat next to Xi Wanfeng, a piece of the soft mattress was sunken.

"Don't say that..." Xi Wan's voice was like a mosquito.

"Cheng Lan likes you being so pure on the bed, or are you rascal?" A knife was cut open.When the knife is cut, it must see blood.

Xi Wanfeng raised his head vigorously, his eyes filled with anger and humiliation.

"It has nothing to do with you!" He even broke his voice.

"Does talking about this topic make you so disgusted?" Lan Mingxu raised the corner of his mouth inexplicably.

"I'll go back first." Without warning, Xi Wanfeng stood up straight, almost rushing out the door.

Unexpectedly, Lan Mingxu snatched the boy back, and Xi Wanfeng, who was unsteady, fell heavily on the bed, dragging Simmons' blessings, and there was almost no pain except for some dizziness.

The man's broad chest immediately pressed up like a mountain. He grabbed Xi Wanfeng's hands and clasped them on top of his head. He leaned over and closed his eyes, smelling drunkenly from Xi Wanfeng's forehead to his eyes, then to his nose, face and mouth. .He is tasting a fine wine that has not been awakened, and he is also admiring the roses holding dewdrops in the early morning.He sniffed it carefully, lost in it, suddenly unaware of the fright and shyness of the boy under him.

His movements are so slow, like cutting like sharpening, like cutting like grinding, and the slow knife cuts flesh, which makes Xi Wanfeng even more frightened.From the tip of the man's nose to the boy's cheek, there is no special angle, and the distance is almost invisible.For Xi Wanfeng, the cool breeze brought by the sniffing room was a torture and a test.

Xi Wanfeng thought desperately, either let me go, or kiss me!

Lan Mingxu suddenly opened his eyes, at a loss.As if he didn't know what he was doing, he stood up and backed away in a panic, opened and closed his mouth for several rounds but failed to say a word.

Xi Wanfeng struggled angrily, glaring at him like an angry little daughter-in-law.

"I... I drank too much."

Fart, you haven't even touched a drop!

"I'll take you back, let's go."

"Who wants you to send it!"

So there was such a scene in the hall, the boy with a red face rushed out like a wind, and the embarrassed man behind him hurriedly chased him out, like a poor boyfriend who made his girlfriend angry.

"This is really interesting, Lilith." Jose took a sip of his cocktail.

"Ander, a utterly stupid idiot, doesn't he know that there is a Chinese idiom that makes a fake show come true!" Lilith gritted her silver teeth bitterly.

"Are you saying that the fake show is real?"

……

The wind outside tonight is really cool.