Chapter 2763

At the moment when the phone rang, Anlan had the impulse to hang up the phone, but it was already picked up there.

Tan yaoyang's languid, lazy and careless voice came from there: "hello."

On Anlan's side, you can hear his singing and dancing. It seems that she's worried a lot. He's singing and dancing again, and his body should be OK.

Originally wanted to say those words blocked in the throat eye, suddenly did not know how to say: "sorry, the wrong call, disturb."

Anlan hangs up the phone, Tan yaoyang holds the mobile phone and sits in the position. It's still the original idle look, but everyone around feels that the atmosphere suddenly cools down.

Is this phone always important to tan? But I didn't listen to him clearly. How could this happen? For a while, no one dared to talk.

But it was Tan yaoyang, the corner of his mouth suddenly raised, pulling a light smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "what are you looking at? Go on."

"Yes, go on, go on." Everyone said hello.

The atmosphere didn't seem to change at all, but it did.

Before long, Tan yaoyang suddenly began to drink. Everyone was surprised. Then they saw that he had no other differences. They came to toast one after another. At the end of the meeting, he was drunk and his steps were all vain.

"What can I do? Tan is drunk."

When they saw that Tan yaoyang was really drunk and couldn't get up in his chair, they were all worried and discussed what to do.

Suddenly someone suggested, "why don't you call Mrs. tan? Before that, Mr. Tan was always drunk and asked for his wife to answer."

"Well, I think so."

"So do it, but who's calling?"

People pushed back and forth, they dare not touch the mold. If they play well, they will be killed.

After looking at each other, this arduous task falls on the night bartender.

When Anlan received the phone call from the bartender, he agreed without thinking: "OK, I'll come now."

When she hung up the phone to go out with her clothes, she was shocked and her steps stopped.

She's gone like this What's the matter.

But I have already agreed. I can't help being upset. I speak too fast.

Seeing the bartender finish the conversation so quickly, all the people here were surprised: "Mrs. Tan said nothing."

The bartender faced so many people's attention. Originally, he was under great pressure. He thought it was a tough task. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Tan over there was so good at talking: "Mrs. Tan promised, and said come now."

"Really? So easy to talk about? "

Yeah, it's just so easy to talk.

It turned out that before everyone was happy for a minute, the phone was called back and everyone took a look at it. Isn't Mrs. Tan regretting? What should I do.

The bartender just received a big tip. If Mrs. Tan doesn't come back at this time, isn't it

Finally, someone clapped: "no!"

Anlan listens to the beep coming from the phone. No one answers the phone. She sighs. It must be over. Everyone thinks she will go. If she doesn't ask, isn't Tan yaoyang going to be left there.

It's not that he doesn't have a place to sleep, but he's still upset.

Hesitation and hesitation, she finally took a heart and went out with her coat.

At night, Anlan was invited in very smoothly, and then was taken to a box. Sure enough, the people were scattered, and only Tan yaoyang was leaning on the sofa.

The dim light hit his face, and the black hair hung down, leaving most of his face in the dark.

Looking at the past from the angle of an LAN, I can see his chin with green and astringent beard, which is a newly grown beard. Just looking at it, her fingers seem to see the tingling sensation.

He was wearing a light blue shirt. The cuffs of the shirt rolled up, showing a strong little arm. The top buttons were untied, and the manly Adam's apple rolled up and down twice. Anlan suddenly felt that her body was a little slow, and her feet were a little too slow.

His influence on her is still so great.

She smiled bitterly, took a deep breath, then hung her coat on her hand, walked to him, bent down, and gently called his name: "yaoyang, wake up, yaoyang."

Her voice was gentle, like every time she came to take him home.

Tan yaoyang's eyes slightly opened a slit, and an LAN saw that he woke up, then raised his hand and put his arm on his shoulder: "you are drunk, I will take you home now."

His face is red, and even his breath smells of alcohol. It seems that he is really drunk. When Anlan helps him up, his whole body weight is on her. Anlan is so small that he can't support such a big man.

In an instant, she was dragged by him and fell back to the soft sofa under her body, and the whole person fell on him and sat in the middle of his legs.Anlan is scared and wants to stand up, but he hugs her so tightly that she can't get up at all. She can only lie on his chest and call his name again: "yaoyang, wake up, yaoyang, get up, don't sleep here."

"Don't make any noise." Tan yaoyang hugged the woman in his arms, pressed her on his chest and turned over. Did he really think that this was his big bed.

Anlan can't cry or laugh, struggling and panting, but she can't support Tan yaoyang, who doesn't cooperate at all.

And she found some helpless, Tan yaoyang held her too tightly, let her some breathing difficulties: "yaoyang, you first let me go, I can't breathe, yaoyang."

But Tan yaoyang didn't mean to let go at all. He just mumbled, "don't go..."

An LAN is stunned. She is stiff there and is at a loss.

Is he telling her not to leave?

She looked at his chin and stared at it for a while. Then she raised her hand and touched it gently, just like the hand in memory, stabbing her warm finger and stomach, but it seemed to hurt her heart.

She stared at his beautiful thin lips and chin, and wondered when Tan yaoyang had opened his eyes.

Deep in those scarlet eyes, with a dark abyss, it is like a red fog stained with dense, continuous and full of miasma.

When Anlan detects her hot gaze, she looks up and into the deep of his eyes. Seeing the deep passion rolling in his eyes, she is shocked.

She wanted to run, but there was nowhere to run.

It's said that the drunk man's strength is amazing, and Tan yaoyang is no exception. Anlan feels that his over warm hand is coming in from the bottom of her clothes. She is shocked and immediately holds down the reckless hand with a slightly trembling tone, and gently pleads: "no, yaoyang, it's night here. I'll take you back first."

Tan yaoyang's eyes are as familiar as the surging tide, and his voice is even lower. He can drop ink: "is it OK to go back?"

He said this by biting her sensitive earlobe. His hand is still in the lower hem. His palm is close to her delicate skin, and even he can feel her trembling slightly in his arms.

Anlan's eyelashes are very provocative. Maybe others won't believe her. She's so old. But in this matter, she's really like a young girl, even more sensitive than a young girl.

Because at the beginning, her time with Tan yaoyang was so short that she could count both hands.

So far, every time I do this with him, I keep the tension and shyness of my lips in my heart.

"Let's go back first."

Anlan doesn't know how to answer that question, but in any case, it can't be done here. She is still conservative and not so open.

In the eyes of Tan yaoyang, the wind is surging.

They were so close together that Anlan felt the change of his body, so her eyes couldn't help opening, and her face also showed a little panic: "no, come on, go."

She pulled his hand off her body and hurriedly turned her back to tidy up.

So I didn't notice that the man who seemed to be drunk and delirious was leaning on the sofa lazily at this time, and his eyes were confused, thinking that she was flustered. However, when his eyes touched the white part of her waist, he almost reached out and pulled her back to the sofa.

It was not easy to restrain the desire. Anlan also arranged himself and turned around. Tan yaoyang closed his eyes again, as if he was drunk.

An LAN's face was so hot that he dared not delay any more. He reached out and woke him up from the sofa again. Then he helped him to stand up: "yaoyang, let's go."

This time, Tan yaoyang was cooperative. With one hand on her shoulder, the whole person stood up with her and was supported by her and walked out.

It's not easy to get to the night gate. An LAN looks around. The doorman has already driven Tan yaoyang's car.

Seeing the car, Anlan was relieved at last, and asked someone to take the handle. After placing Tan yaoyang in the back seat, she planned to find someone to send him back.

But only when I asked did I know that he drove here by himself today. He didn't take a driver with him. It's not easy to call him a valet.

Anlan can only drive himself and drive him back.

Tan yaoyang leaned against the car window in the back seat and seemed to fall asleep. Anlan looked at him in the rearview mirror and sighed. He could not help but mutter: "Anlan, why can't you control yourself so much?"

Although her voice is light, it's so quiet in the car. Tan yaoyang in the back seat naturally hears it. The original drooping corners of her mouth suddenly rise. Her depression to the extreme seems to be relieved.

Anlan took advantage of the red light, looked back, looked at his appearance, and whispered: "it's OK in the future, don't move or drink so much wine, I have no chance to pick you up."

At the end of the day, the voice dropped completely, as if it were in the dark.