This question is simple to say the least. It doesn't even require the opposite sex. You can fool it with just a random name.

Pei Xuyan was silent for a while. No one knew what he was thinking. He leaned back and stared at the person directly opposite him.

His eyes were too aggressive, and at the moment he was slightly drunk, thick and turbulent, like overflowing love but unlucky, both warm and distant, able to contain and indulge.

Qi'an seemed to have fallen into the web he weaved, her heart suddenly tightened, and she had an indescribable premonition. She gripped the teacup with her knuckles and tried to get up in a hurry. She lowered her voice and said to Yingying: "I'm going to go -"

The words are not finished yet.

Listen to his hoarse, low-pitched voice, speak a name calmly and powerfully.

"Qi'an."

It was clearly smashed into the boiling pot.

My heart felt as if someone had suddenly thrown a stone, breaking the silence of the river.

All the heckling sounds disappeared.

Looking at the two of them in surprise.

Pei Xuyan never took his eyes away from her, drank a whole glass of wine, and calmly interrupted the question that was about to break out: "Who's next?"

The game is still going on, but the atmosphere is completely different from before, and it is filled with unspeakable subtleties.

The two words Pei Xuyan just said made the relationship between the two people unclear.

Everyone speculates.

Guan Yuenan lowered her head and said no more. She looked at the wine glass in front of her and poured a tear into it. It was crystal clear, her makeup was stained, and her fingertips were trembling.

"Okay Qi'an, you've got Pei Xuyan?! Awesome!!" Someone spoke excitedly to Qi'an, his eyes shining.

"I don't……"

"No, wouldn't he say your name without him!"

"I'm not..."

"How did you do it? That's Pei Xuyan!"

Qi'an is speechless and exhausted mentally and physically.

He said a casual word and pulled her into the whirlpool.

The leadership is always in his hands.

But she never understood him.

Mu Hongyang next to him smiled slightly, wondering what he was thinking.

In the end, Qi'an couldn't stand it any longer, so she found an excuse to go to the bathroom and stayed outside for a while.

"School girl."

Someone came up from behind.

Qi'an turned around and said hello: "Mu Hongyang."

"Is it boring to stay in there? Are you not used to it?" Mu Hongyang stopped in front of her. He was about 1.8 meters tall and his eyebrows were very beautiful. Although it is not appropriate to use beautiful to describe a boy, he gave people a real feeling.

Such, that kind of friendly temperament that makes people put down their guard.

"It's okay." Qi'an didn't really want to talk and answered a few words softly.

Mu Hongyang came closer and stared at her with his light eyes: "Do you still like Pei Xuyan?"

Qi'an frowned, feeling as if her privacy had been violated: "No comment."

"Just tell me." Mu Hongyang rolled his eyes and spoke in a low and serious tone, "This is the first time I have feelings for a girl. When you first came here, I only had eyes for you. Can we make friends first?

?”

"Feel sorry."

Qi'an can't give an answer to the question of whether she likes Pei Xuyan or not, but at least now, she has no intention of developing a new relationship.

I gave the first person my ignorant heartbeat, and everyone I met later was a little bit different.

Qi An turned around and left, walking towards the bathroom and walking through the long corridor. Her silver stiletto heels clicked on the cold marble floor, and there was an unnoticeable pause in her footsteps.

At the end of the corridor, the window was open, and it was a dark night outside. The cold wind blew in the vast white snow and beat on the man. He was very tall, and the black windbreaker was fluttering.

He stood in the wind and smoked, facing her sideways. He had a cold and depressed air, but it was the desire in his bones. Even the slender fingers holding the cigarette smelled of temptation.

Qi'an didn't want to be discovered by him, so she hurried into the bathroom.

Over there, Guan Yuenan was walking with her skirt in hand, swaying, getting closer and closer to Pei Xuyan.

"A Yan, I'll take you to see the newly purchased sports car when you get home. You haven't seen it yet." Guan Yuenan calmed down her emotions just now, knowing Pei Xuyan's interest, and said as if nothing happened.

"Need not."

"Then do you want to open the gifts with me? They have given me a lot of things. I haven't looked at them yet. What did you give me?"

"I don't know, my mother picked it for you."

Guan Yuenan paused, feeling lost, and clenched her hands tightly, refusing to give up: "Do you know what birthday wish I made?"

Qi'an stayed in the bathroom, lingering for a few more minutes. It was too embarrassing to go out at this time, who knew they wouldn't leave yet.

She clearly heard Pei Xuyan say: "What you promise has nothing to do with me."

When he really rejects someone, he is so ruthless that it makes people feel chilling.

Qi'an has also experienced this feeling, and she doesn't think Guan Yuenan is funny. She might not know that one day it will be her turn.

Thinking like this, Qi'an's heartbeat slowed down. She didn't hear a sound for a long time, thinking that he should leave. She stood absentmindedly in front of the sink and washed her hands, and suddenly listened to the voice behind her.

"Are the skin broken by washing your hands?"

Qi'an's heartbeat exploded and she was startled. She looked up amidst the sound of rushing water and saw the person leaning at the door through the transparent glass mirror in front of her.

He was leaning against the door frame outside, looking at her carelessly with a ruthless look on his face. There was a hint of drunkenness in his brows amid the smoke.

Through the glass mirror, our eyes met.

"I want you to take care of it!" Qi'an said hard, and continued to wash her hands. The cold water flowed down the back of her hands, and her skin was rubbed until it turned red. She couldn't help but look in the mirror again.

He was still standing there, as if smiling.

"This is the women's bathroom." She forced herself to find a word to drive this person away.

"Yeah." Pei Xuyan responded quietly.

Qi'an was speechless, gritting her teeth and washing her hands.

"Brother, there is something wrong with my mobile phone. Can you check it for me?" A bold girl came over and said to Pei Xuyan, "It seems that there is something wrong with it because you don't have WeChat."

"Waiting for someone." His voice was low.

Even if a girl knows that she is probably waiting for her girlfriend to touch up her makeup in the bathroom, she still can't help but want to try it, and ends up disappointed.

Who is he waiting for? He can't wait for her, right?

Qi'an thought, she didn't want to be sentimental, and she couldn't wash her hands anymore. If she continued washing her hands, she would be clean for the rest of her life, so she simply walked out and passed him, her footsteps feeling windy.

Yes, very good, that’s it——

I didn't notice the person running in front of me and was hit on the shoulder unexpectedly. I was walking fast and wearing high heels, so it was difficult to balance. I stumbled forward and fell forward, with the hem of my skirt swaying through the ripples.

When Qi'an fell down, she was thinking, "Why don't you choke your teeth after drinking cold water today?"

Her wrist was caught off guard, and it fit into the rough palm of a man's hand. He pulled her up steadily and forcefully, with a hint of warmth being transmitted.

"What are you running for?"

The voice falling in my ears was low and hoarse.

Qi'an could even smell his breath. The faint scent of mint mixed with the lazy drunkenness lingered in her nose, making her breathless and confusing.

He was drunk.
Chapter completed!