After the meeting, Yan Luoluo stood up and was ready to leave. Anyway, what he should say had been made clear to him. After breaking the connection between Yan qingfan and him, they probably won't meet again. Right or wrong is not important.
However, as soon as she stepped out, Ouyang Sheng's low voice suddenly came from behind. He said, "Lolo, wait a minute. At last, I have a wish. Can you help me realize it?"
Hearing the words, Yan Luoluo refused in her heart, but the fragility and sadness in Ouyang Sheng's eyes shocked her at that time. After all, she had been a friend for some time before, but she was still soft hearted after all.
"You let me go..." Yan Luoluo was very angry and tried her best to push the man, but in fact her voice was smaller than that of a mosquito, and she had no strength at all.
"Strange, why so dizzy?" Yan Luoluo muttered, just want to support where to sit for a while, his waist suddenly put on a pair of hands, that hands strange and powerful, absolutely not mu Beihan's hands!
After drinking it, she felt as if she had been lifted into the air by the clouds. She was so soft that she couldn't lift her strength all over, and her glass was also thrown on the ground.
Yan Luoluo didn't really listen, but he was very obedient. He followed Ouyang Sheng's words and drank all the red wine without a drop left.
Ouyang Sheng's voice came from afar. It seemed that he was very near, and it seemed that he was very far away, far away and hazy.
"Lolo, drink all the wine. It's just to respect my song."
Under the soothing and heavy piano sound, Yan Luoluo only felt that his heart was seized by someone. He couldn't get away from it, and he could only let that person play with him.
At that moment, Yan Luoluo seemed to see Ouyang Sheng again. She suddenly realized that when she came back, she had already unconsciously picked up her glass and had a few drinks.
"You never have to say" thank you "to me
She took the glass and gave Ouyang Sheng a lift: "thank you."
Yan Luoluo's attention at that time was all on Ouyang Sheng's Micro expression just now. How could he have thought about whether there was something wrong with the red wine.
"Great!" Ouyang Sheng was very happy with his smile. He stood up and just wanted to reach for Yan Luoluo. Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he withdrew his hand and handed her the wine glass: "the name of this song is" red wine. "
The sincerity on Ouyang Sheng's face was so real that Yan Luoluo couldn't refuse it at all, so he nodded and agreed: "OK."
"Can you listen to me play another song, which I wrote for you when I was abroad?"
With her consent, Ouyang Sheng's face flashed a childlike surprise, which made Yan Luoluo feel more distressed.
She turned around and asked Ouyang Sheng, "what do you want me to do for you?"
"All right."
Ouyang Sheng's smile and gentle eyebrows suddenly burst into her sight. He said in a low voice, "Lolo, you're drunk. I'll take you up to have a rest."
Yan Luoluo realized that he had been trapped by him. He had already prepared to calculate his piano music and wine in advance! But now it's too late. She has no strength to resist Ouyang Sheng. She can only watch him carry herself into the bedroom.
She didn't remember the following things. Anyway, when she woke up, her eyes were a completely strange environment, and the air was filled with pleasant fragrance.