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Luo Tan was a little surprised that An Yuxin was in Lingdu again, and clinked glasses with Xu Muchu, without deliberately lowering his voice amidst the hustle and bustle of voices, "Why is he here again?"

"How do I know?" Xu Muchu laughed twice, and wanted to put his hand on Luo Tanshen's shoulder, "It's you, Luo Yangsheng, why are you here again?"

Although Luo Tanshen also drank alcohol, he hated the smell of alcohol emanating from others, so he slapped Xu Muchu away mercilessly, "Can't you come to get drunk?"

"Anyone can say this, but you can't." Xu Muchu lay down on the bar counter, "You big guy who drinks chicken soup and fish soup all day long, is it called getting drunk after drinking a glass of fruit wine? You really look down on us who are serious about getting drunk people."

The last time I drank unconsciously, although I didn't have anything to do with anyone in the end, but it was broken after all. Luo Tan deeply disliked the feeling that his body was out of his control. When he comes again this time, all he wants is alcohol Negligible fruit wine.

"What did he drink?" Luo Tan turned around deeply and looked in An Yuxin's direction.

"Hey, don't you have plans for the little prince?" Xu Muchu turned him back, "Why are you so concerned about him?"

"Aren't you just curious?" He swung the light red fruit wine in the glass, raised his brows, full of charm, "Aren't you curious why he came to Lingdu?"

"What's there to be curious about?" Xu Muchu drank the foreign wine he was holding in one gulp, "Has he recovered at last? He's not too young. He was locked up at home for medical treatment before. He hasn't played with anything before. Now my health is not as bad as before, so I want to come out to 'let the air go'."

Luo Tan thought deeply, "Well, it's possible."

"Ming Zhaochi brought him here today." Xu Muchu said again, "He's a cousin, don't worry about it, huh? Come on, have a drink, where are you going to get drunk tonight? I need to make arrangements for you person?"

Luo Tanshen and Xu Muchu clinked glasses, but they didn't drink the rest of the wine.The light from the bar fell on the wine, and the wine was reflected in his eyes, sparkling.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Xu Muchu patted him on the back, "If I were you, I'd just put him on the bed and fuck him."

He waved his hand, "You know what a fart."

"Tsk, how can I sleep with fewer people than you?" Xu Muchu said with a smile: "You, you just don't eat it now, so I miss you so much. When you fuck him, let him soften into a puddle of water under you, you The roles of the two have to be reversed, and he misses you. What is that man called Shan? You say he is a common man, but he dares to take Joe with you..."

Luo Tan didn't like to hear these things, so he drove Xu Muchu away with a cold face, and drank alone for a while, not only did not worry, but the more he drank, the more irritable he became.

He really wanted to fuck Shan Yufei directly, this man was like an aphrodisiac, stimulating his desire to be ready to go all the time.

But although he has played with many people over the years, the rules have never been broken.

Love is about a person who you love and I wish. He doesn't like to touch people who haven't been chased.He would rather think about Shan Yufei's body and masturbate himself every day than forcefully tie him to the bed.

"Master Luo."

Just as he was feeling bored, a familiar voice came from behind him.He turned his head and saw An Yuxin standing not far from the bar.

He has always maintained the "personality" of a romantic gentleman in the upper circles of Yuancheng, treating others kindly and gentle, and his gestures are extraordinary.

But now, he is angry about Shan Yufei's matter, and he doesn't want to bother to maintain the "personality" to chat with An Yuxin, and he doesn't know why An Yuxin came to him on purpose, so he squinted his eyes and pretended to be half-hearted. Drunk, he looked at An Yuxin with a smile, but didn't speak.

"You, are you drunk?" An Yuxin asked.

"Huh?" His eyes were drunk and blurred, and his reaction was much slower.

An Yu frowned helplessly, and gently grabbed his arm, "Master Luo?"

He disliked passive physical contact, and his brows frowned slightly, but there was still an impeccable smile on the corner of his lips.

An Yuxin quickly withdrew her hand and took a step back, "I, I'll call Xu Shao for you."

As soon as An Yuxin left, his eyes became clear again, the corners of his lips were pressed down, and his whole body was cold from inside to outside.

Xu Muchu rushed over, "Are you okay? No matter how much fruit wine you drink, you're still drunk."

He turned around and looked, but An Yu was not there, so he said, "It's okay."

Xu Muchu was suspicious and stared at him for a while to make sure he was not drunk before leaving.

He was the only one left on the bar again, but when An Yuxin beat him up, he felt dull and lost all interest if he continued to drink, and kept thinking in his heart——

Why did Shan Yufei ask for leave?

Something at home?

Or are you avoiding me on purpose?

Shan Yufei folded the test sheet and put it in his pocket, and heaved a sigh of relief when he came out of the hospital.

The doctor said that there is no serious eye problem, and the recent soreness and fatigue are normal, but at the same time, he asked him to pay attention to rest, ensure sleep time, and not to be too tired.

"We are people who have been injured and cannot be made like normal people. You have to understand that." The doctor urged him again when he was sent to the door of the consulting room.

"Yes." He nodded, "Thank you."

The sun was sinking, and the roadside stalls outside the hospital were set up. He struggled through the encroaching alley, and was sneezed by the cool wind.

The cold didn't go away, but after drinking a few cups of hot water, my body didn't feel as bad as it did in the morning.

He regretted asking for leave a little. Looking at the time, it was too late to go to Jianshu now.

At this moment, the sound of the supercar's aggressive engine approached from far to near. He subconsciously looked at the road, and he saw the familiar sports car.

Is it Luo Tanshen?

He narrowed his eyes involuntarily, trying to see the person in the driver's seat clearly.

But it's too difficult.

His eyes were sore from the oncoming wind, and his eyelashes were wet with physiological tears.He had to forcefully close his eyes, and lightly pressed his warm palms on his eyelids to relieve the discomfort.

The street is very windy, and people with colds cannot catch the cold again. He stood for a while, remembering that this year he really had to buy thick clothes, so he turned around and walked towards the nearby clothing wholesale market.

There are many high-end shopping malls in Yuancheng, and Jianshu Hotel is located in the business district clusters where those shopping malls are located, but he has never gone shopping, firstly because he has no time, and secondly because it is unnecessary.

The clothing wholesale market is full of smog, and the sound of bargaining and yelling can be heard endlessly. He is not good at bargaining with people, but there is only one possibility in this kind of place without bargaining-to be taken advantage of.

So he picked for a long time, and finally bought two thick cotton coats at a shop that was rushing to close the stall.

One for myself and one for grandpa.

I didn't ride my bike when I went out, and I took a few buses back home, and it was already nine o'clock when I returned to the motorcycle factory's area.

In fact, it was still early, and he seldom went home at nine o'clock.

Outside the family area, there is an alley full of mobile stalls selling snacks such as casserole rice noodles, fried rice, pancakes, and spicy soup.He had already passed by, but felt empty in his stomach, so he went back and ordered a casserole rice noodle with filling sticks. After he sat down, he was about to put two large bags of clothes on the stool next to him, when he heard a voice from above.

"So you asked for leave to go shopping?"

He raised his head, and saw Luo Tanshen was turning his back to the street lamp, looking at himself gloomyly and playfully.