Xiaobaihua's character can't be collapsed

Chapter 58 Vinegar

"Young man without clothes!"

"master!"

Song Han and Ming An hurriedly helped Shi Wuyi who almost fell down after vomiting blood to a chair and sat down.

"Young Master Song, please take care of my master, I'm going to invite Miracle Doctor Murong!" After Ming An finished speaking, he ran out in a hurry.

"Stop, come back!"

A cold drink stopped Ming An, Shi Wuyi raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said quietly, "I'm fine, I don't need to go."

"Master, you are vomiting blood, how can you be fine?" Ming An was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Shi Wuyi glanced at him, his eyes were as cold as Bingfeng: "Don't make me repeat it again."

"...Yes." Ming An replied dejectedly.

Song Han looked worried: "Let the genius doctor Murong take a look."

"So what if you look at it, so what if you don't look at it? I'm going to die anyway." The blood-stained lips, which were even more red, curved in an arc without warmth. of the deep sea.

"That's why you deliberately made Mr. Luo angry and forced him to break with you?" Song Han pinched his fingers and said in a low voice, "Have you ever thought that Mr. Luo will suffer even more when he knows the truth?"

"So what?" Shi Wuyi chuckled, "Anyway, I was already dead at that time, and I don't know anything. Whether he is crying or laughing, what does it have to do with me?"

These words were too ruthless, and Song Han frowned upon hearing this.He looked at the indifferent Shi Wuyi, "Master Wuyi really thinks so?"

"It doesn't matter what I think, what matters is what other people think..." Shi Wuyi closed his eyes, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes shrouded in a heart-wrenching chill.

All the words this person said in a hypocritical manner were gentle and sweet, but now he looked decadent waiting to die, his whole body was full of thorns without oil and salt, and every sentence made him choke.

Song Han pursed his lips and said hesitantly, "Is there any misunderstanding between you and Mr. Luo?"

"No misunderstanding!"

This sentence somehow hit Shi Wuyi's sore spot. He opened his eyes suddenly, his phoenix eyes were burning, and there was a red light flickering at the bottom of his eyes, "I asked him personally if he would like a mediocre person, and he spoke loudly. Say no! He said that he only loves beauties in his life, and he hates the kind of people who have no beauty and seduce people everywhere!"

"He would rather like a fake skin than see the real me, what else is there to say?"

Song Han: "..."

Why did he feel offended?

Thinking back to the young man who kept crying, but still arrogantly let go, and walked away neatly, Song Han decided to intercede with the sad big client.

He pondered for a while, then said softly: "Although Mr. Luo values ​​appearance, he is not a person who judges people by appearance."

"There's no need to talk about him anymore, we're going back to the road, we have nothing to talk about." Shi Wuyi said indifferently, got up and brought two jugs of wine over, and said with a smile, "Han'er accompany me to have a drink."

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, Song Han still refused, "I can't drink because Hanchuan is not here."

Shi Wuyi glanced at him with a smile, and gave him the wine: "Drink, I'll ask Ming An to call someone over for you."

Song Han still shook his head, Shi Wuyi smiled sadly, and the sadness between his brows was moving, "I'm about to die, Han'er can't even satisfy me with a small request?"

Song Han was silent, a little apologetic in his eyes.

"Han'er is always so unfeeling to me, hahahaha..." Shi Wuyi smiled beautifully, stopped forcing him, took a picture of Kaifeng Ni, and poured it into his mouth.

I have to say that people who are beautiful can look good in everything. Shi Wuyi rudely raised his head and drank heavily. The wine slipped down his clean chin, flowed over his graceful neck like a crane, and penetrated into his collar. It's unbelievable.

Song Han sat quietly and watched him drink desperately until his complexion was as bright as a begonia, and his eyes were drunk and charming.

"Am I beautiful?" Shi Wuyi leaned on the table with one hand, his wine-scented lips curled up slightly, and his seductive phoenix eyes looked at Song Han softly.

Song Han blushed slightly and nodded slightly.

The person in front of him was dressed in white clothes, and the three thousand silver threads set off his beautiful face with an indescribable fairy air. After being soaked in alcohol, his whole person exuded an indescribable aura, which was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

"Will you fall in love with me because of this face?"

A hoarse and pleasant voice rang in his ears, Shi Wuyi leaned over and smiled lightly on Song Han's cheek, Song Han's eyebrows twitched and was about to escape, but the door was pushed violently with a "bang!" Open, Li Hanchuan stood at the gate with a stern face.

The peerless man in white stared affectionately at the shy boy who was blushing. The two were so tight that the man could kiss the boy's cheek as long as he moved forward a little.

His brows were furrowed tightly, Li Hanchuan stared at Song Han with eyes as dark as cold pools, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Song Han was slightly taken aback, then looked back at him frankly, and said joyfully, "Hanchuan, come here!"

The young man's expression was natural, seeing him showing his joy unabashedly, Li Hanchuan heaved a sigh of relief for no reason.

He strode up to Song Han, raised his hand to rub the boy's hair, "What's wrong?"

"Master Wuyi and Mr. Luo had a quarrel. I was in a bad mood and asked me to drink with him, but I said I can't drink without you." Song Han asked softly, "Can I have a drink now?"

Fearing that the man would disagree, Song Han looked at him anxiously, "I fell asleep that day, and sister Qingfang took the wine you brought back."

"Hanchuan, you came just in time! Come! Drink!"

Shi Wuyi threw a jar of wine over, Li Hanchuan took Kaifeng, poured a glass for Song Han, and said in a low voice, "This wine has a strong aftertaste, you can only taste a little."

"Yeah!" Song Han obediently responded, looking at the clear liquid in the glass, his nose moved, "This wine smells very mellow."

The boy's nimble deer eyes were full of curiosity. He held the exquisite wine glass, put it to his lips, and hesitantly stretched out his little pink tongue to lick it.Li Hanchuan's eyes darkened slightly.

Song Han smacked his lips, looked at the man who was staring at him with burning eyes, "It's very fragrant, not spicy." After finishing speaking, he took a sip of it, looking very enjoying it.

Li Hanchuan's throat rolled, and he also poured himself a glass, and he felt stuffy in one gulp.

Several wine jars were thrown on the ground, Shi Wuyi was half drunk, his two brothers hugged Li Hanchuan's shoulders and toasted him.A cunning flashed across Song Han's eyes, and while the two were drinking each other, he drank three glasses of wine openly.

After three glasses of wine, Song Han burned up.There seemed to be a fire burning in his body, and his face was even more flushed.

His moist eyes looked at Li Hanchuan pitifully, "Hanchuan..."

Uncomfortably tearing off the collar, revealing the crimson fragile neck, Song Han muttered, "I'm so hot."

Li Hanchuan's Adam's apple rolled, and he drank the wine in the glass blankly, stretched out his hand to pick up Song Han's pointed chin, and rubbed his moist lips with his thumb, "Don't drink anymore?"

"I don't drink anymore, it's so uncomfortable." Song Han grabbed his hand and admitted his mistake softly.

"Will you drink with others in the future?" Li Hanchuan pressed the back of his hand against his hot cheek.

"I won't accompany you anymore." Song Han rubbed the back of his hand and whispered with attachment, "I want to go back. You carry me back."

Hearing this, Li Hanchuan threw the wine glass away, wrapped his big palm around his slender waist, and hugged him effortlessly.

Song Han hugged his neck, tilted his head and leaned against his chest, staring at his sharp side face without blinking: "It's so beautiful."

Li Hanchuan's cold face finally calmed down. He turned his head and looked deeply into Song Han's eyes: "Who is better-looking, A-Lang or I?"

"It's all pretty."

Song Han's misty deer eyes stared obsessively at his slightly parted lips when he spoke, pressed them against his lips, bit them lightly, and smiled foolishly, "But I only like you."

The strings in Li Hanchuan's heart were plucked, and the corners of his lips curled up in a pleasant arc unconsciously. He wrapped him up in a mink coat, and with a touch of his feet, he swept down the steep Lingguang Pavilion like a roc spreading its wings.

Shi Wuyi, who was so drunk that he was unconscious, was lying on the table, looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance with his dim phoenix eyes, silently chanting a name.

"Luo Jingxi..."

Seeing this, Ming An's nose became sour, even the ruthless Master Li could tolerate others acting like a baby and saying that he liked him, but his master obviously liked him so much but fell to this level...

Song Han never admits that he is acting like a baby, he is seducing a man!

However, the man whose mood turned cloudy immediately after hearing him say that he liked him didn't take him to a certain place to do something suitable for drunkenness as he expected, but took him back to Ningxiang Xiaozhu.

And he also overestimated his drinking capacity. After three glasses of strong wine, he could still use the alcohol to tease people insanely. Comfortable and safe, I was hugged and fell asleep directly!

Song Han covered his face in frustration, feeling that he had missed tens of billions, but when he clicked on the task panel and saw that Li Hanchuan's favorability for him had reached 78 points, he was a little satisfied.

A little more!

Song Han was full of fighting spirit and got out of bed after getting dressed.

He sat in front of the bronze mirror and was about to tie his hair. He inadvertently saw a blurred mark on his neck. He opened his collar and took a look. Before he could see anything clearly, Qingfang pushed the door open and entered.

"My lord, are you awake?"

Following the boy's movements, Qingfang saw the faint hickey on the boy's neck, and was taken aback, then coughed lightly, and said with a smile: "It's windy outside, sir, do you want to change into a high-necked dress?"

Song Han came to his senses, quickly pulled up the collar, blushing and said: "I'm not going out today, so I don't need to change it."

Qingfang suppressed a smile, "Master, let's see this."

Qingfang handed over a letter, signed by Mr. Song personally, and signed by Li Shu.

Song Han was a little surprised. After opening the letter and reading it, he blushed and said, "Miss Li Shu is leaving, so I invited me to have a little reunion and say goodbye to her along the way. I, I'm going to change clothes."

In fact, Li Shuzhi is not in Li Hanchuan, he will leave sooner or later, he is not surprised at all.

Qingfang nodded, trying not to smile, but Song Han was still so ashamed that he didn't know how to let go.

"Sister Qingfang!"

Qingfang frowned solemnly: "Young master, don't be annoyed, I will remind the owner to be more careful next time when I see the owner."

Song Han turned his head and went back to the room to change clothes.

Remind him what to do, he prefers to do it when he is awake!