Soon after the sound of rushing water stopped, there was a burst of leisurely footsteps.
... ... Footsteps
Shouldn't he be the only one in this room? Or did he hear wrongly
Ye He thought doubtfully in his heart, his remaining sense told him that he should force himself to check the source of the sound, but the alcohol made his body limp, and the soft mattress even more weakened his last bit of strength.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, seeming to be heading in the direction of the bedroom. Until the door was violently pushed open, Ye He finally realized that the sound just now was not just his imagination.
After realizing that there was another person in the room, Ye He's brain, which was slightly dizzy from alcohol, finally gained a brief moment of clarity. He turned around with great effort and saw that a person had stood at the door of the room.
The other person had obviously just taken a shower, with a white bath towel wrapped around his waist. The wet water on his hair slid down the ends of his hair, flowing through his eight-pack abs that were completely different from his bookish and elegant appearance. His slender fingers were inserted into the hair, and he pulled it back casually, revealing the narrow eyes like a fox with slightly raised eyes. There was also a mole the size of a sesame seed at the end of the eye, which not only did not detract from his His heroic spirit revealed another casual and casual temperament.
As if he noticed Ye He's gaze, he also looked over and landed on Ye He on the bed. He couldn't help but frown: "Why are you here?"
Ye He: "......"
He actually has the same problem.
Because he was drunk, Ye He couldn't even hear the meaning of the other party's words - it was obvious that the other party should know him, otherwise what he blurted out should not be asking him why he was here, but asking him Who is it
But the man looked at Ye He very strangely. He looked at Ye He's makeup that he had not yet taken off, and whispered as if talking to himself: "It's actually a girl?"
Ye He didn't hear clearly what he said, but he could see the other person's lips opening and closing, so he let out a confused hum from his throat.
And this soft hum also brought the man back from his annoyance. His eyes fell on Ye He's Adam's apple, which was half hidden under the collar of his shirt, and he realized that he had misjudged the gender, and his expression showed a bit of embarrassment.
Although Ye He didn't know what happened, he was sensitive to the change in the attitude of the person in front of him.
The man suddenly walked towards Ye He's direction. The tip of his nose moved, and he had obviously smelled the smell of alcohol on Ye He's body. His expression suddenly showed a bit of disgust, and he said unceremoniously: "Get off."
Ye He saw that the other party had finished taking a shower, and realized that the person in front of him had arrived earlier than him, which made him doubt whether he had left the room for a moment.
He fumbled and took out the room card from his pocket, wanting to take a closer look, but the man snatched the room card directly from his hand, and then sneered: "So that's it."
Ye He looked at his hand that suddenly became empty, still a little unable to recover. He reacted in shock for a few seconds before he realized that his room card had been taken away.
Ye He felt a little annoyed: "You..."
"Why, you feel like you can't be popular, so you just want to throw yourself into someone else's arms?" The man interrupted him directly, and casually threw the room card on the ground as he spoke. He remembered that the fox friend in this body seemed to say: He prepared a birthday surprise in the room, and it seemed that he was referring to Ye He who was lying on the bed.
Even at this time, Ye He could understand the sarcasm in the other party's words. Looking at the other party's attitude, he suddenly realized something.
He seemed to be in the wrong room.
Ye He thought of the person who bumped into him before. Now that he thought about it, both of their room cards fell to the ground and they could easily be confused. No wonder the person in front of him was so angry.
Thinking of this, Ye He apologized in a low voice while trying to sit up from the bed. The sudden movement made his head spin, and his knees almost weakened, and his body leaned forward involuntarily.
However, in the eyes of the man, this action meant that he was throwing himself into his arms. After all, Ye He was...
The man frowned and raised his hands to push away the person who was about to fall in his arms. However, the moment he raised his hands, his eyes fell on Ye He involuntarily, and it was difficult to move away.
Ye He's originally flat clothes had some wrinkles because of lying on the sofa before. As he stood up, his raised collar collapsed, revealing a large area of smooth skin, and even his delicate collarbone could be vaguely glimpsed.
The man felt his throat was a little dry inexplicably, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but roll up and down. His hand fell on Ye He's shoulder, and his original intention to push the other person away turned into pulling him into his arms.
Ye He was already a little unsteady on his feet, but when the man pulled him, he found it even more difficult to maintain his balance and fell forward. The extremely aggressive musky scent of the man also lingered on the tip of his nose.
He could already feel the moisture on the other person's body, as if it had penetrated into his skin through the other person's hand on his shoulder.
There seemed to be a bit of uneasiness in the air.
Seeing that the man didn't speak, Ye He had to apologize again with difficulty, and then wanted to stand up slowly, but the man still pressed his shoulders, suppressing his desire to stand up.
Ye He looked at the man in confusion, not understanding what the man meant: "You..."
His head was dizzy. He was able to talk to the man here only with his last few ounces of reason. However, he could feel that as time passed, his reason was being eroded step by step, and the figure of the man in front of him became blurred. .
"You want to run away before completing your task tonight?" Seeing Ye He lowering his head, the man raised his hand and pinched the other person's chin, forcing the other person to look at him. The upturned eyes revealed a mixture of desire and ridicule. Emotion: "Or do you like to play this kind of game?"
... .....What game
Hearing the man's words, Ye He was a little confused. He didn't know what the game the man was talking about was about.
Ye He thought the man was still angry that he had gone to the wrong room. Thinking that he had gone to the wrong room first, he still apologized humbly: "Sorry, I went to the wrong room. I'll leave now."
However, the man had already decided that Ye He was a gift from a friend, so he naturally regarded the other party's words as a refusal to welcome. He originally didn't like men, but seeing Ye He's confused look in front of him, he thought it would be a good idea to give it a try.
After all, he knew the purpose of Ye He's coming, and he still helped the other party by doing so.
Ye He noticed that the man had let go of his shoulders, and was about to retreat from the man's arms, but unexpectedly the other party directly grabbed his waist, and then pulled vigorously towards the bed.
Although he was already half drunk and half awake, Ye He also knew that the other party's action of pulling him to the bed was really strange, so he started to struggle directly.
But for men, Ye He's strength doesn't feel like a struggle, but more like deliberate interest.
Just when the man was about to pull Ye He to the bed, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the bedroom. The man was not prepared to answer the door, but the knock on the door seemed to be determined until it reached its goal and would not give up. For the sound of knocking on the door.
The man could only let go of Ye He first, and then walked out of the bedroom. He knew the purpose of Ye He coming to him, so he was confident that the other party would not run away.
When he noticed that the man had walked out of the bedroom, Ye He had no time to let go of himself and staggered out of the bed. He held on to the wall and walked to the living room, only to find that the door was very busy.
Standing at the door were the director's assistant Hui Hui and several staff members. The man had put on a bathrobe at some point and was listening to something with his arms folded.
Hui Hui's eyes crossed the man's shoulder and fell on Ye He behind him. She instantly showed a look of surprise: "Mr. Ye, you are indeed here!"
God knows what a rough mental journey she had just gone through. Even though the heroine said that the other party had gone back to the room, Huihui still insisted on going to Ye He's room to check on the situation. Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the door, she found two figures entangled on the bed, and the female lead had already taken out her mobile phone. However, a few seconds later, both of them looked shocked at the same time - no one on the bed was Ye He. !
After a brief sigh of relief, Huihui went to the front desk with the director's assistant to adjust the monitoring. Only then did she see Ye He took the wrong room card after colliding with someone in the corridor and walked directly towards the presidential suite on the top floor.
After explaining the situation to the waiter, the waiter was willing to bring them over. Fortunately, they came not too late.
Ye He heard the familiar voice and walked towards the door. Waves of cold wind rushed in from the door, making him sober in an instant.
The director's assistant explained to the man in a low voice: "Mr. Yu, this is an actor from our crew. I accidentally walked into your room by mistake. I'm so sorry!"
The man known as Mr. Yu gathered up his bathrobe and asked casually: "The crew? Xiaoyan's crew?"
Yan is the director's last name, and the director's assistant didn't dare to feel dissatisfied when he heard the other party address him so casually. He has been with the director for a long time, so he often heard about Mr. Yu and the forces behind him from him.
The director's assistant smiled apologetically and nodded. He glanced at Ye He and saw that there were no marks on the exposed skin. This made him breath a sigh of relief - as expected, as Director Yan said before, Mr. Yu is a straight man through and through. , does not like men.
Ye He walked to the door, but couldn't step out of the threshold.
Mr. Yu stood between him and Huihui, knowing that he was blocking his way out, but he had no intention of giving way.
The author has something to say: The amount of alcohol described by Ye He: Pacific Ocean
Leaf River's actual alcohol capacity: Pacific Ocean (on the map)
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