Although Shen Kong knew that at the angle he was sitting at, the other party could only see a vague silhouette of himself, but he still couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.
He looked away, lowered his eyes and took a sip of the wine in the glass.
The rippling scarlet liquid reflected a shimmering light under the light, reflecting in his eyes.
The lively clinking of cups and noisy chatter and laughter surrounded him like smoke, blocking his mouth, nose and eyes like cotton, giving him a strange, hazy and groggy feeling.
Shen Kong was startled and suddenly realized something.
This body seems like... not a good drinker
He really didn’t drink much. He just drank half a cup half a cup at a time during the first few rounds of socializing. In addition, he himself has never been drunk after a thousand cups, and he has also experienced professional training. During my training, I only drank others at the wine table. How could I ever feel dizzy after just two sips? Even Cheng Chen's body is capable of drinking. Who would have thought that this actor who has been immersed in the entertainment industry for so long would actually drink a glass of wine!
Shen Kong raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose. He looked up at where Han Li was sitting just now and found that the seat was empty.
He couldn't help but frown.
Unexpectedly, Han Li left just now while he was in a trance. His current level has deteriorated too much after drinking.
-But in fact, it’s okay to leave. After all, there will always be opportunities later, which is much better than meeting him in this state.
Shen Kong shook his head, trying to wake himself up, then stood up and quietly walked out of the box without disturbing others.
He found the bathroom a little dazed and reached out to turn on the faucet.
The rushing clear water hit the white pool, and the cold broken water droplets splashed onto the back of Shen Kong's hand that was pressed against the sink, bringing a refreshing chill.
He lowered his head, picked up the water, and poured two handfuls of water into his face simply and roughly.
The cold water quickly took away the warmth from the skin. Shen Kong blinked his wet eyelashes and felt that his mind was instantly clearer. He brushed his wet forehead and took out two tissues to dry it. hand, then turned and walked out.
The corridor was very quiet, and there was a slightly cool air flow coming from the end of the corridor. Shen Kong couldn't help but stop there for a moment.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and let the breeze take away the turbid atmosphere in the closed and stuffy space.
Just as he was lost in thought, the door at the end of the corridor was suddenly opened, and a tall figure walked in with the cold air. The man raised his eyes and looked forward, and his eyes were shining like cold stars. He caught Shen Kong's gaze, and the moment their eyes met, the two of them couldn't help being slightly stunned for a long time.
Han Li...
Shen Kong's mind turned quickly, Meng Mingxuan's harmless smile appeared on his face, and he greeted with some fear:
"Hello, Mr. Han."
Han Li's eyes stayed on him for a moment, he said a faint "hmm", and then walked over with a cane.
Shen Kong lowered his eyes, covering the deep darkness in his eyes, and pursed his lips slightly, trying to reduce his sense of presence—
You know, Meng Mingxuan's body is really intolerant of alcohol, and his brain is still dominated by alcohol. This is not a good time to strike up a conversation with the mission target.
The distance between Han Li and him gradually shortened, and when the two were about to pass each other, they suddenly stopped.
His eyes rested on the little star with low eyebrows and a smooth look in front of him, taking in his wet eyelashes, forehead hair, and cheekbones that were still slightly rosy.
For some reason, Han Li felt a little irritated. He looked away and asked in a deep voice, "Why don't you go in?"
Shen Kong hesitated for a moment, but still answered:
"Thank you, Mr. Han, for your concern. I'm just a little dizzy. I need to come out to sober up."
Han Li looked down at him with mixed emotions, and a strange and sticky atmosphere spread between the two of them, making people almost suffocate.
After meeting Meng Mingxuan that day, Han Li sent someone to check out all the details about this little star, from his struggles since entering the entertainment industry to his unscrupulous efforts to climb up, to... his name. His younger brother thought he was secretly sending someone to find and hire him, and then arranged for him to audition for "Guiyuan Tower".
Han Li's fingers gently rubbed the top of the cane, and the irritability in his heart became more and more obvious.
It was as if there was a beast in his heart that was charging left and right, screaming with anger and desire for destruction in his chest.
He didn't know how Han Zizuo knew the type he was looking for, but he had to say that his choice this time really caught his attention.
The original flame of expectation was once again suppressed into the ashes of cold despair, making him feel extra... angry.
If it were Han Li's normal style and habits, he would first follow Han Zizhuo's plan to make the other party relax their vigilance, release some real news to paralyze the other party, and then the spy arranged next to him would become a mouthpiece that he could control As a chess piece, Han Zizuo's eyeliner also became his puppet. This was a piece of cake for him.
After all, raising a little star is not a big deal for a person of his status. On the contrary, his previous indifference and aloofness in his private life is even more unacceptable.
And it can also prevent those people from racking their brains to send people to his bed, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.
However, I don’t know why, but there is always some weird emotion in his heart that makes him unable to tolerate the next direction-maybe it is anger at the defective products, maybe it is disgust towards himself, maybe... it is still there in his heart. A glimmer of hope.
So he did nothing.
Han Li knew all about Pei Xiuran's little moves, whether it was when he went to play with Meng Mingxuan or the subsequent deliberate marketing tactics on Weibo.
After so many years of getting along, Han Li knew Pei Xiuran's temper very well. All of this person's paranoia and talent were based on extreme selfishness. He didn't care about the harm to those around him, but simply pursued the realization of his own values. In his past The success of his career is not only based on his superb directing skills, but also his talent for using public opinion to create traffic.
In this vigorous network-wide marketing, Meng Mingxuan, who had no background or qualifications, was the only one who was swallowed up.
Han Li did not stop him, but just watched with cold eyes.
The silence between the two of them lasted for too long. It was so long that the alcohol that Shen Kong had just suppressed with cold water began to rise again, making his eyes feel dizzy, as if everything began to double. Moved.
Shen Kong blinked hard, feeling that he had to make a quick decision.
So he decisively broke the silence, tried his best to stay rational and said:
"Well, Mr. Han, aren't you going to go back?"
Han Li looked at him deeply for the last time, and then replied: "Well, let's go together."
After saying that, he turned around and walked forward. Shen Kong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and took steps behind Han Li. However, after just two steps, the dizziness caused by alcohol quickly hit his brain unstoppably. , he stumbled with his left foot and his right foot, lost his balance and threw forward.
Half a minute later, Shen Kong finally summoned some sense from the chaotic state. He found that he was falling into Han Li's arms, with two strong arms holding his waist and his nose lingering on him. With the light scent of sandalwood on his body, Shen Kong reached out to hold Han Li's arm, supported the wall with one hand, and stood up from the other man's arms:
"… Feel sorry."
Han Li retracted his arm calmly, then raised his eyes to look at Shen Kong.
There was a touch of light red at the end of the other person's eyes, and a pair of amber cat eyes were sparkling. He looked nothing like the person in his memory.
Han Li subconsciously turned his eyes away, feeling even more irritated.
This Meng Mingxuan not only followed him out of the dinner party to create a chance encounter, but also made such a show of throwing himself into his arms again - this is really too unscrupulous.
His dark eyes were filled with cold sarcasm, and he raised his lips slightly, revealing a smile:
"Do you really want to follow me?"
The fall just now made the drunkenness even more intense. This feeling that had never appeared before in adulthood was extremely unfamiliar to Shen Kong. It was as if his brain had been stirred into paste, and his head was filled with the roar of the outside world. , making him unable to concentrate.
Shen Kong held his sleepy forehead with one hand and supported the wall beside him with the other. It took him a long time to digest Han Li's question before he finally understood Han Li's question. However, his dull nerves prevented him from figuring out the deeper meaning:
"… What?"
Han Li tapped the top of the cane with his finger, his expression cold and frivolous: "Why are you pretending not to understand now?"
He took a step forward, and the distance between the two people quickly narrowed. He pinched Shen Kong's chin with his cold fingers, and gently rubbed the other's hot and delicate skin with his thumb. He lowered his head slightly, his breath was warm, and his eyes were deep. , the voice was low and lingering: "Do you want to follow me?"
Since Han Zizhuo gave him his eyeliner mouthpiece and handle, why should he refuse
Han Li subconsciously ignored the restlessness and annoyance rushing in his heart, and there was a cold and sinister look deep in his eyes.
Shen Kong blinked and suddenly realized: "Oh! Are you a keeper?"
Han Li: "..."
Shen Kong held Han Li's hand: "Okay!"
Han Li: "..."
?
Shen Kong raised his hands and hooked them around Han Li's neck, pressing his heavy body on the other's body: "So I can enjoy all the benefits of being taken care of as mentioned on the Internet, right?"
Han Li felt that his mind was confused, and he pursed his lips: "Should it?"
Shen Kong thought seriously for a minute, then looked up at Han Li and said clearly: "I don't think I can drink anymore."
After saying that, he let go of Han Li, turned around, ran to the bathroom, and vomited.
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