Nan Xiyue rolled her red lips slightly disappointed.

She kicked off the high heels from her feet, stepped on the sofa with her bare feet, nestled in the sofa and hugged her curved legs with her arms, and looked at the glass of wine that Shi Qinglan had snatched away.

"What's the matter with you and my brother?" She frowned.

Hearing this, Nan Xiyue's eyes slightly dodged, and she looked away a little uncomfortably, "Just... fell asleep."

"Proposal banquet?" Shi Qinglan stared at her.

Although she was really shocked when she first learned about this, after thinking about it carefully, Shi Qingjue was definitely not a drunk person. She always felt that there should be some misunderstanding...

Nan Xiyue lowered her eyes and replied, "Yes."

Anyway, after she woke up that day, she did find that she was not wearing any clothes, and Shi Qingjue's clothes were also thrown in the sink. Thinking about it with her hair, she could guess what happened.

The point is... She still feels sore in her waist in the morning.

"Then have you talked to my brother?" Shi Qinglan held up his glass of soda and took a small sip with her lower eyes.

Speaking of this, Nan Xiyue was suddenly angry.

She slapped her legs suddenly, got up and stepped barefoot on the sofa and complained, "Shi Qingjue is a scumbag! Not only did I deny it when I slept, I actually wanted me to pay him back!"

Shi Qinglan's eyelids twitched slightly.

It sounds more like a misunderstanding. Shi Qingjue is not like someone who has done something but refuses to take responsibility...

"Maybe it's really not?" Shi Qinglan reminded.

She put down the cup of soda in her hand and helped Nan Xiyue to sit back on the sofa, "Um... if something really happened to you, you should feel it yourself."

"How do you feel?" Nan Xiyue blinked blankly;

Shi Qinglan pursed her red lips, a little difficult to speak, "Just... although blood is not available to everyone, is there no other discomfort after you get up? For example... Does it hurt?"

"It hurts! It hurts!" Nan Xiyue immediately complained.

She woke up with backaches and legs that hurt the most and her head was the most painful. She was confused and groggy. Anyway, she was in a particularly bad state. She didn't know how rough Qing Jue was the night before!

Shi Qinglan fell silent: "..."

She always felt that she and Nan Xiyue were not on the same channel.

At this moment, her mobile phone shook suddenly, and it was Bo Yucheng, "I'm almost at Chen Palace, wait for me."

After returning an expression, Shi Qinglan put the phone away.

Nan Xiyue took advantage of her time looking at her mobile phone and stole a glass of cocktail and held it in her hand. She drunk and sipped the wine slowly, "Why did I hand the innocence to that dead man..."

"What a precious first time for a woman, it would be better to give it to a duck than to give it to him! I originally imagined..."

"It should be a romantic night. On a bed full of roses, in a slightly drunken state, his movements are very gentle, and then everything will come naturally."

Nan Xiyue's drunken eyes were full of longing.

She lowered her head and took a sip of her wine, and suddenly turned from a fantasy youth to a violent sister, and roared, "Why is it the rude scumbag Shi Qingjue in the end!"

Shi Qinglan: "..."

She could only reach out and stroked her girlfriend's back, "Well, scumbag, scumbag, Shi Qingjue is the invincible scumbag of the universe, let's not show him a good face in this life, okay?"

"Huh..." Nan Xiyue raised her face proudly, "I wouldn't like this kind of scumbag if all men in the world are dead! Even if he is the only man beside me, I won't sleep with him! "

Shi Qinglan: "..."

The curse is unnecessary.

...

At the same time, outside the box of the Imperial Capital Chen Palace.

Shi Qingjue ordered someone to check Nan Xiyue's recent itinerary and learned that after she was in the Imperial Palace tonight, after handling the company, she rushed over and threw the membership card to the front desk.

"Which box is Nan Xiyue in?" His brows were cold.

The young lady at the front desk looked at him embarrassedly, "This... Jue, I can’t tell you about the privacy of the guests."

Hearing that, Shi Qingjue frowned slightly impatiently.

However, the front desk didn't dare to offend the master, so he kindly reminded him, "Why don't you... ask your sister?"

"Lan'er?" Shi Qingjue's narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

Shi Qinglan has always had a bad drink, and he didn't know that his sister was here tonight, and that the **** woman Nan Xiyue had an appointment with her?

Shi Qingjue's eyes were cold, he immediately took out his phone, and when he was about to call Shi Qinglan for questioning, he heard a playful voice rang behind him, "Uncle?"

"Bo Yucheng?" Shi Qingjue turned and looked at him immediately.

I saw Bo Yucheng walked into the Chen Palace steadily, with one hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, looking arbitrary and idle.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you here to find Lanlan?"

"No." Shi Qingjue's eyebrows were cold, and she narrowed her eyes to stare at him tightly. "You just let Lan'er stay in a place like a bar and allow her to drink with messy women?"

"I'm not here." Bo Yucheng lightly hooked his lips.

Shi Qingjue sneered disdainfully, and had no time to worry about these things with him at the moment, "Take me to their box."

He had to go to Nan Xiyue first to settle the account.

"Let's go." Bo Yucheng raised his chin slightly, and then slowly lifted his steps toward the box.

Shi Qingjue radiated coldness all over and followed.

Seeing that the target character Bo Yucheng finally appeared in the bar, the person arranged by Su Ziyu dressed in a waiter's suit, hiding in a dark corner and looking up, a dim light flashed under his eyes.

He reached out and touched the medicine bottle hidden in his pocket, and then quickly walked towards their box...

Nan Xiyue finished drinking the stolen cocktail, and when she was hugging herself on the sofa, she said, "Baby, give me revenge..."

"Report." Shi Qinglan hugged her, "I will break his leg for you, and let my grandfather and parents fight him together?"

Nan Xiyue lightly nodded her head, "I think it will work."

"But it's not enough." She suddenly raised her eyes and made a gesture with her hand. "He has to break his third leg!"

"Click--" The door of the box was suddenly opened.

Nan Xiyue immediately raised her eyes and saw Shi Qingjue approaching the box with a dash of meteors. The black ink pupils were full of coldness, "Whose third leg are you going to break? "

Upon seeing this, Nan Xiyue immediately shrank behind Shi Qinglan.

She wrapped her tightly around the girl's waist, "Baby, you see that your brother is so fierce, he was so fierce to me the other day!"

Shi Qingjue's face was so dark as to drip ink.

"You..." He took a deep breath, and was so angry that he gently licked the back teeth with the tip of his tongue, "Nan Xiyue, you are really good."

"Humph!" Nan Xiyue raised her face proudly.