"Daoist Master Jun...how did you know that I was in trouble?" Wan Qixian asked curiously.
Jun Bu Zui said coldly: "You accidentally called me..."
"...Really?" Wan Qixian quickly looked at his phone and showed a look of realization, "I see, but I didn't seem to say which bar I was in. How did you know I was here?"
"...positioning." Even if Jun Buzui becomes a monk, he is still the young master of the Jun family.
It's easy to know a person's location.
"Aww..." Wan Qixian didn't ask any more questions, but pretended to be a little dazed after drinking too much, "Daoist Master Jun, don't worry, I'm no longer interested in you. I'm in the bar today, I met a very good-looking little brother who has a very similar temperament to you, but he is not as difficult to get close to as you. I have already exchanged contact information with him, and I believe it won’t be long before I can get him.”
"..." Jun Bu Zui stopped for a moment and felt a blockage in his heart. He tried hard to suppress the irritability in his heart and continued to move forward.
It is said that people tell the truth after drinking. It seems that Wan Qixian has really lost interest in him...
But why is he not happy at all...
"Taoist Master Jun, I will bring that little brother back next time for you to see~" Wan Qixian chattered.
"..." Jun Bu Zui didn't respond.
"I'm telling you~he looks super cute~he..."
"I'm not interested in what you're saying. Donor, you're drunk, so it's better to talk less." Jun Buzui interrupted.
"Ouch..." Wan Qixian pursed his lips in grievance, but felt sweet in his heart.
She could understand that Jun Bu Zui didn't want to hear her continue talking. Was it because he was jealous
But he didn't want to hear it, so she insisted on saying it!
"Dao Zhang Jun~ Since you are not interested in him, then I will talk to someone else~ In addition to him, there are several good-looking brothers who want my contact information~ I can hang out with them in the future. ~" Wan Qixian said in a sweet voice.
"..." The crease between Jun Buzui's eyebrows deepened a little and he ignored her.
On the way back, Wan Qixian kept talking about other men...
As for Jun Buzui's expression, "..." it's a bit hard to put into words.
After returning to Shuiyue Jinghua, Jun Buzui carried Wan Qixian into her own room.
At this time, Wan Qixian was already leaning in his arms, drowsy, but a few words would pop out of his mouth from time to time.
After entering, Jun Buzui put her on the soft big bed.
He took the quilt on the side, covered Wan Qixian with it, and turned around to leave.
"Don't go!" Wan Qixian grabbed his wrist and said in an unusually coquettish voice: "Brother Yuezhuo~ don't go..."
"..." Yuezhuo? who is it…
Jun Buzui's heart felt tight, as if he was grabbed by an invisible hand. He had an indescribable feeling and felt very uncomfortable...
Did Wan Qixian mistake him for another man
Could it be that the man she was still thinking about when she was drunk was the one she really liked...
"Pindao isn't..." Jun Buzui wanted to take Wan Qixian's hand away, but she held on tightly.
"No! Brother Yuezhuo, don't you want Xian'er?" Wanqixian's blurred eyes looked at Jun Buzui eagerly, his little face was full of grievances, and his appearance was very endearing.
She thought to herself: Third brother, I'm sorry! Lend me your name!
"..." Jun Buzui's expression showed some forbearance and softness, and he was reluctant to push her away.
But the person she really wants to act like a spoiled child is not him...