Run away after flirting with the male god

He pulled him back to his side and hugged him: "Fanfan and the others want to get me drunk."

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and asked in the man's embrace, "So you're not drunk."

Song Bai laughed and said, "You think I'm so useless?" It's not like he didn't notice that a group of people were pouring their hearts out on him. He closed his eyes and patted Yang Fan and continued in a low voice, "I told Chen Minjun in the elevator that I Impossible with her."

Yang Fan finally understood after a long time, the woman ran out crying in embarrassment and anger: "At any rate, will it be embarrassing for colleagues to meet in the future?"

"You know this truth now, why didn't you see you reasoning yesterday?" Song Bai raised the corner of his mouth and kissed him, "Don't worry, I am the company's business."

So Yang Fan's little emotion of jumping with anger disappeared again, and the balloon was suddenly deflated and shriveled. He crawled on the man and massaged the man's temple, and the smell of alcohol seemed to be intoxicating. Magic power, Yang Fan pursed his lips and said, "Have a headache, I'll get you a bowl of hangover soup."

He knows how to make hangover soup, but the taste is not good, but the effect is enough.

After trying to break free a few times, he found that the arm was very firm. Yang Fan turned his head and poked at the man: "Let's go, you smell of alcohol and go take a shower first."

However, Song Bai didn't like to be clean like usual, instead he hugged Yang Fan tightly and turned over and fell down directly, his thighs pressed him, buried his head into Yang Fan's neck, breathed in and touched it with his lips, rubbed his straight nose bridge and exhaled Taking a deep breath, he kissed Yang Fan's earlobe with a hoarse voice: "Fanfan, I have a headache."

Yang Fan's eyes were so wide that he didn't dare to move, he blinked, and while touching his earlobe, a burst of hot air puffed into his hands, and he immediately withdrew as if he was electrocuted: "You have a headache...I'm going to make hangover soup..." He muttered in his heart today. This man is very different, as if he has changed himself.

He raised his eyes and immediately looked away, his old blushing couldn't be controlled.

Song Bai stared at him closely, his eyes darkened, and his sharp-edged face became more handsome against the light.

"Headache, body heat, want to kiss you."

"...?"

"I want to hug you, kiss you, touch you..." The man's head arched towards Yang Fan, and the moist breath hit his skin, causing goosebumps, "...want to sleep with you."

Yang Fan felt that his breathing was a little difficult. Looking at Song Bai, he felt as shy as a big girl with yellow flowers. He couldn't help but tighten his clothes and only stared at the man's Adam's apple, his face was warm and his heart was beating.

The smell of alcohol enveloped him and he didn't feel dizzy anymore.

It's all over, he's drunk, which is really obvious.