Chapter 81

There was a burst of applause.

"Admiring you, admiring you!"

"Hahaha!"

"You're so secretive, can't you see that you're so coquettish?"

Cheng Yan turned his head to the side, he could feel the scorching gaze on his right, attacking him. He didn't dare to know Song Yu's reaction at that moment.

"True." Song Yu commented lightly, which was a compliment to his Cheng Yan to others, but only Cheng Yan himself knew the other emotions contained in that tone.

The poker game didn't last long. After playing for a while, some people drank too much and had to go to the toilet. Some people were tasked to go home. Some people went outside to breathe. There were only four or five people in the box, and two of them were still there. Sing vigorously.

Listening to the voice of the ghost crying and wolf howling, Cheng Yan felt that life was better than death. He just played the game and he became closer to many people, such as this boy who was screaming high-pitched voice, Cheng Yan knew his name, and he also got along with him. He drank quite a few glasses of wine.

"I want to have a relationship," Song Yu stepped on the glass table, and his long legs were wronged in the gap between the sofa and the table. He lit a cigarette, didn't smoke, and played with his hands, "It's very ambitious."

Cheng Yan knew that he would compare, and he didn't cooperate several times at the wine table just now, but the wine was strong and cowardly, and it has always been useful to him. Before kissing Song Yu, he also relied on wine. Yan patted his bent knees and said, "Don't be too lazy."

Song Yu turned his head and saw Cheng Yan fiddling with the wine on the table. His leg suddenly stretched out, tugging Cheng Yan's arm, and said displeasedly, "You cowardly, did you stand up today?"

It's not enough to talk intimately in the past. Today, it is a minefield to provoke Song Yu, and to say such unscrupulous words in front of so many people, it really doesn't look like something he did Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan knew that he was wrong, smiled and said: "Don't bother with me, am I drinking? I talk nonsense when I drink, you forget, before...uh."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yu pinched his chin, turned his head, and forcibly looked at Song Yu, Cheng Yan blinked, Song Yu said, "What's the matter? Still confessing to me? Still kissing me? Today There is also a chance, dare to do that?"

How could he really care about it.

Cheng Yan shook his head in his hand and said obediently, "Don't dare, I was wrong."

Apologizing can make people happy, and it is better than angering others wildly. Song Yu let go, and at the same time, Han Cang stood by the door and called Song Yu's name.

Song Yu raised her face and looked over. Before leaving, she touched Cheng Yan's face with the back of her hand. It was not a comfort, but a warning. The account was not settled.

Cheng Yan touched his face, the warmth on Song Yu's hand was still there, and he was amused when he saw him go out.

"Cheng Yan, what does the deputy team have to do with you?" As soon as Song Yu left, someone who shouldn't be watching came to ask Cheng Yan. Cheng Yan, who had been drinking, was not so shy, and answered under the eyes of others:

"What do you think?"

The man was lying on the sofa and said truthfully, "It's like a couple."

Cheng Yan stood up and replied boldly, "What's wrong?"

After he finished speaking, he didn't care about other people's reactions, he stepped out, leaving the man to figure it out for himself. As for what he would think, it all depended on his own acceptance.

Cheng Yan drank too much wine, but fortunately he didn't faint. The box was suffocating to death. He came out to take a breath. His face was red and white. Dad said that people who can't drink with shame can't drink it. He was fine. Cheng Yan touched it. face, sitting in the hall in a daze.

Suddenly a person sat beside him.

Cheng Yan turned his head and looked over. It was a public sofa. It was not surprising that someone else came to sit, but Cheng Yan couldn't ignore the person who sat down. After seeing the person's face, he subconsciously moved to the side.

It was the one who kept staring at him, making him uncomfortable.

The other party also realized Cheng Yan's reaction. He was sitting on the armrest of the sofa, but he moved to the sofa and sat next to Cheng Yan, "Are you afraid of me?"

The man spoke, with a low voice that did not match his temperament.

Cheng Yan didn't answer, and avoided this person. People's intuition about a sense of crisis was never groundless, and he didn't believe that this person was just here to talk to him, and no one was so boring.

No matter what he was thinking about, the man took out a cigarette and handed it to Cheng Yan. He thought that such a child would like these things. The one in his hand was still a famous brand in cigarettes, but Cheng Yan didn't take it, so he didn't give it to him. his face.

"Don't smoke," the man took the cigarette back and said calmly, "It really doesn't look like it will."

Then give it to him?

Cheng Yan couldn't understand the man's operation, he just didn't want to talk to him anymore. He was about to stand up when the man suddenly grabbed his wrist. Cheng Yan's vigilance towards him would make him feel a strong sense of tension even if he touched his body.

"What grade are you in?" The man let go of his hand very wisely, the purpose was just to let him stay, not too much.

Cheng Yan still didn't speak, and looked at him vigilantly. There were people coming and going in the hall, and no one knew that the two people sitting so close had nothing to do with each other.

"Has anyone ever said that you are very cute?" The man looked at Cheng Yan from beginning to end, as if he was appreciating some rare treasure. The elder asked, "Have you been in love yet?"

Cheng Yan responded coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

Did you suddenly say something out of line to him? When a big man described him like this, it would give Cheng Yan a very bad feeling. He didn't like what this person said, and he didn't like the way he looked at him. Cheng Yan couldn't figure it out, how could he come across this when he came to sing a song. Something inexplicable?

This is not a gay-only bar.

"It doesn't matter, but I want to have something to do with you," the man leaned on Cheng Yan, leaned against him, and whispered coaxingly, "Would you like to see the world?"

What is the world? What kind of world do you see? Cheng Yan knew that the world in this person's mouth was definitely not the world in the public sense. He was young and an adult, so he wouldn't understand the overtones.

Cheng Yan stopped paying attention to him, stood up and left, but he didn't expect this man to be so bold. On his face, Cheng Yan turned pale in shock, he turned his head and saw the man showing him a sly smile.

Cheng Yan clenched his fists tightly, and as soon as he stepped up, he seemed to be moving, when someone called him from behind, "Cheng Yan."

Cheng Yan looked back, Zhou Xikuo was standing behind him, staring at him, and the man smiled at him without restraint. Cheng Yan's fists clenched and loosened. After thinking about it, he didn't bother with him. A moment, turned away.

After returning to the box, Cheng Yan was not calm, and he couldn't hear Zhou Xikuo talking to him. He was sitting on the sofa alone, clenching his fists.

Zhou Xikuo didn't know what was going on, but when he saw him, he found that Song Yu was not by his side, so he could find a chance to say a few words to him, but who knew that Cheng Yan had such an expression since he came back, with a gnashing expression and his fists still clenched. With a click, Zhou Xikuo asked and didn't say anything, he couldn't think that nothing happened, and Cheng Yan's expression made it clear that something was wrong.

"Pack up, the Korean team is waiting for us below, it's time to go." Someone threw the microphone on the sofa and notified everyone, and everyone immediately got up lazily from the sofa.

"I'm about to fall asleep." Someone asked: "Is there a car? How to go back?"

"The deputy team called them."

"Reliable." When you go out to play with two reliable people, you never have to worry about not going back. They picked up their things and simply packed them up. Zhou Xikuo glanced at Cheng Yan, still stiff, and he called his name.

"Cheng Yan, I'm leaving." Zhou Xikoo reminded.

The people on the sofa finally moved, but it wasn't a good reply. Cheng Yan said, "You guys go first."

He still has something to do, he can't swallow this breath, he is not a submissive, he can't suffer this loss in vain!

When everyone leaves, when others leave, he will settle the accounts himself and will not cause trouble to anyone.

The people in the box walked out one after another, Song Yu came up to look for Cheng Yan, found him sitting, frowned slightly, and walked in.

"Deputy team."

"The lieutenant hasn't left yet?"

"You go first." Song Yu said to a few people, everyone went out, and Zhou Xikuo was the last to go out. Where Song Yu was there, everyone else seemed redundant. Zhou Xikuo didn't interfere, and followed the main force downstairs.

"What's wrong?" Song Yu came to Cheng Yan, the light illuminated Cheng Yan's depressed face clearly, Song Yu said: "Everyone go..." Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly hugged by the waist, Cheng Yan seemed to be waiting As if he was coming, there was no response from others. Hearing Song Yu's voice, it was like a child who found his mother, got into his arms and refused to come out.

"Cheng Yan?" Song Yu's hand was on the back of his head, and he felt bad. He went out to check out with Han Cang and called a car to arrange a bunch of "futures". When he came back, Cheng Yan was like this. It could happen in such a short time. What, Song Yu couldn't figure it out, and asked cautiously, "What happened?"

Cheng Yan tightened his arms and buried his face in Song Yu's arms. He said that he was seeking comfort, but it was more like acting like a spoiled child. Song Yu liked him like this, but he didn't like him so much if there were bad things behind him. Now, Song Yu raised Cheng Yan's chin and asked him to look up at him, and then said with a serious look, "Tell me."

Cheng Yan's anger and sullenness turned into grievances. He grabbed Song Yu's clothes and said pitifully, "Someone touched me..."

Song Yu's expression changed in an instant, it was terrifyingly heavy, and his voice was fierce: "Who?"

Cheng Yan shook his head: "I don't know."

"Where did you touch it?" Cheng Yan let go of his hand and said, "Thigh..."

After he finished speaking, he added: "Above."

Song Yu's five fingers inserted into Cheng Yan's hair, pressing all the broken hair on his forehead, revealing a delicate forehead, with a sullen face, and asked coldly, "Where is the person?"

Under the floor of room K, several cars were parked.

The warm halo hit the black Land Rover sporadically. The three people in front of the car were talking loudly. Some people were smiling with cigarettes in their hands. There is also a foil, which is said from time to time, and the atmosphere is lively and harmonious.

"Mr. Xu's matter is settled like this. You can do it as you see fit. If it doesn't work, it's because I'm not qualified. It has nothing to do with you. …”

"What," the man called President Xu smiled lightly, "It's all friends, what about reborn parents? I'll try my best to do it for you, I have a little friendship with this principal, and he should give it to me."

"Look, this is a big man. What you said changed the fate of our family, and you said that you are not my reborn parents? I don't even know what to say to thank you..."

"Okay, invite me to dinner after you're done, it's getting late today, come back."

"That's for sure, definitely please, why can't I push this meal, and I don't dare to push it, I spent so much energy on my connections before, and it was all in vain, why didn't I think of coming to you, Mr. Xu! I really regret it I!"

There was a bit of displeasure on the man's face. He had already expressed that he didn't want to continue talking nonsense, but some people couldn't understand it. This requires someone with a wink to take charge of the situation, otherwise it would have to be because of nonsense. Too many nasty people.

"Pharaoh, Mr. Xu will have a meeting tomorrow. Are you busy? We'll talk about it after the completion of the thank you. It's so late. Your wife and children should be waiting."

"Yes, yes, then I won't delay you. President Xu, go back to rest! Don't worry! I will definitely invite you to eat! I won't pretend to be a coward!"

Mr. Xu pulled out a polite but indifferent smile. The old man talked a lot of nonsense again and kept talking about the invitation to dinner, as if to show respect for Mr. Xu. In fact, he kept emphasizing It would only backfire. President Xu's face became worse and worse. After the old king left, the accumulated smiles instantly collapsed.

The assistant beside him observed his words and said immediately, "Mr. Xu, don't bother with him, I'll tell him later."

President Xu's face was gloomy: "The common people in the market, what rules do you know?"

The assistant opened the car door, smiled and said, "Don't this little common man have this virtue? I haven't seen the world, and it's normal to not understand the rules. President Xu, don't worry about it..."

"Do you know the rules?"

The assistant's words were stopped by a loud question. President Xu and the assistant looked back. At this moment, a wine bottle was smashed at the two of them's faces, so frightened that people's pupils widened, and they were about to block it. The bottle burst on the Land Rover's window, only to hear the sound of glass shattering.

"Fuck!" The frightened assistant roared at the perpetrator, and found that there were actually two boys, but they were not small. One of them was about 1.9 meters tall.

Song Yu came over, Cheng Yan followed. President Xu, who was inexplicable at first, suddenly understood the situation after seeing Cheng Yan, but now the problem is not him. What is his expression on the person next to him? To kill?

"What do you want to do?" Mr. Xu's psychological quality was still passable, and he didn't tremble after experiencing such a crisis.

"Do you want to ask?" Song Yu couldn't help but said, raised his hand, grabbed the man's hair suddenly, smashed him to the roof of the Land Rover behind him, buckled it on the body, and asked condescendingly: "Playing lewd, eh? ? Big guy?"

The assistant panicked: "What nonsense are you talking about! President Xu is not..."

Song Yu turned his head, his deep eyes fixed on the assistant, causing him to not finish his words, and asked forcefully, "I can't talk anymore, can I?"

The assistant swallowed his saliva. They are all people in the society. Such a winking assistant can naturally see that this boy is not joking.

Song Yu increased the strength in his hand, and pressed the big man who was still aloof on the body in embarrassment.

President Xu warned: "You kid give me some respect, you can't provoke me..."

Before he could finish speaking, the back of the head was smashed again, and the pain caused the man's facial features to deform. Song Yu not only disrespected, but his strength was so strong that the blue veins on his hands bulged. Have you ever heard someone say to me such a pretentious thing, can't you afford it? You are also the boss of a listed company?"

The man said: "I warn you, learn to be smart, you don't know what your current behavior will pay."

"Oh, so?" Song Yu hurriedly let go of his hand, very sensible, the man got a chance to breathe, grabbed his wrist, twisted it, looked at Song Yu with a gloomy face, and felt that the child could be taught, "This way talent……"

But he didn't have time to express a complete sentence, Song Yu kicked him in the abdomen without any warning, it was extremely forceful, and caused the car to vibrate twice, followed by the man clutching his stomach in pain. The ground groaned: "His..."

Cheng Yan, who was beside him, was also startled. He looked up, and the corners of Song Yu's eyes were red.

He had never seen Song Yu in such a powerful mood. Without saying a word, he could force people to death, making people feel uneasy.

Several people poured out from the door of K room, seemingly on the phone, Cheng Yan raised his hand, grabbed Song Yu's arm, and changed his face to a sullen, non-negotiable expression.

Cheng Yan let go of his hand, he knew that this matter was going to be a big trouble.