3301: C3301 Abandoned?

C3301 Abandoned?

After saying that, Nan Yichun left without even looking at Jiang Rongrong.

Her footsteps could not help but quicken. Although she appeared calm on the surface, she was actually somewhat perturbed in her heart.

Did Jiang Rongrong really tell Xie Zecheng that she liked Gu Tingshen?

Would it be exaggerated?

Would Xie Zecheng believe Jiang Rongrong?

Nan Yi Chun's heart was filled with doubt. After seeing the harmonious scene in the private room, he received a slight comfort.

When Xie Zexing saw her come over, he covered the sourness in his eyes and gently pulled her to sit beside him.

Why are you in such a hurry?"

Nan Yichun stared at him closely.

He was the same as usual. There was nothing different about him.

Nan Yichun heaved a sigh of relief and smiled, "I'm afraid I'll make you wait for too long."

The situation this time was much better than she had imagined.

Nan Xingchuan did not make things difficult for Xie Zecheng, even though Nan Xingchuan's expression was not good either.

Once the winery ended, Nanli sent them off.

Her heart, which had been hanging by a thread, finally relaxed.

After they left, she looked at the man who was half-lying on the sofa.

His eyes were closed and his head was leaning against the sofa. His jaw was smooth and delicate, and his Adam's apple was protruding from his throat.

Even if he was drunk, he was still beautiful.

Nan Yichun took a deep breath and walked over to sit beside him. He called him softly a few times, but there was no response.

Hence, he used his hand to push Xie Zecheng, but he still did not have any reaction.

Nan Yichun: ... ""

There was a strong smell of alcohol on his body, but it was not unpleasant. It was the clear smell of alcohol.

She let out a sigh and reached out her hand to touch his face. Her beard was slightly sore as she touched his chin.

Her hand felt numb as she breathed heavily.

Nan Yichun had no choice but to lean on his shoulder and complain to himself, "Tell me about you. If you can't drink, then don't drink. You have to drink so much."

"Why don't you sleep on this sofa tonight? I'll go get you some blankets."

He said that, but he did not think so in his heart. The weather had changed recently. If he slept here, he would easily catch a cold.

"Heh..." A burst of low laughter suddenly rang in his ears.

Nan Yichun blinked his eyes and looked at Xie Zecheng. The man opened his eyes, which were pitch-black and deep.

He was drunk and could not see clearly.

"You - pretend to be drunk?"1

"I'm really drunk." He leaned back on the sofa, his dark eyes filled with indescribable emotions. It was completely different from his usual refined temperament.

The current Xie Zexian was full of danger. His voice was also lazy, "Pull me."

Nan Yichun: ...... ""

These words were so calm. Was this something that a drunk person could say?

Even so, she still obediently pulled her up from the sofa.

Half of his body weight was on Nan Yichun's body.

Only then did Nan Yichun realize that he was really drunk.

Alcohol would numb one's nerves and consciousness, but a skilled drinking person would not be too drunk to the point of being too drunk. It would also not cause him to fall into a state where his consciousness was too messy and he would spout nonsense.

Some people's powerful consciousness and willpower were engraved in their bones.

"Lightly suppress me, I can't walk." Nan Yichun could not help gritting his teeth.

Xie Ze put his hand on her shoulder. "Okay."

He was so tall that Nan Yichun could not support him.

Nan Yichun gritted his teeth and suddenly pushed him back forcefully, making him sit back on the sofa again.

The man sat on the sofa with his legs open. He lifted his eyes to look at her, and his eyes instantly became deep and innocent.

Nan Yichun's heart tightened when he saw this.

He knew that this was a mature and steady man, but he did not know that he could still have such an innocent expression.

This kind of contrast was really too easy to make people sink into oblivion.

Nan Yichun explained, "I really can't help you up. If I help you out later, both of us might fall. I'll go and get you some hangover soup. We'll rest for a while before we leave."

Xie Zexiang rubbed his temples and laughed lightly. His voice was hazy, "I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Nan Yichun held his breath. He said those words with a smile, but he was also serious.

It also made her vaguely feel that he seemed to... She was really afraid that she would not want him anymore.

He was also really afraid that he would be abandoned.

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