Drifting Towards You

Gu Xiangsi glanced at him and said, "Pretending to be drunk is not enough. Pretending to be drunk, I'm afraid I can't hold the Overlord to bow."

Zhao Jingxiu: "You are awesome..."

Before Su Jincheng came over, Gu Xiangsi drank another bottle of foreign wine, and the whole person was a little dizzy.

After years of training, she felt that she was still sober, except for her stomach churn, dizziness in front of her eyes, and a little bit slowed down in her thoughts.

So, this is probably not drunk.

Gu Xiangsi thought so.

When he hesitated to open the other bottle, Zhao Jingxiu touched her with an elbow: "Here."

"So...hiccup...fast." Gu Xiangsi looked up and burped a drink.

One looked up.

Under the vulgar and bright lights of the hotel, he walked in wearing a beige coat, carrying the light behind his back, his face a little unclear.

But just looking at it from a distance, he felt like he was floating above this piece of land, like a god.

Gu Xiangsi dragged his cheeks to watch him start to daze, and asked Zhao Jingxiu next to him: "There seemed to be a Korean drama that was very popular a while ago. What is it called? "Ghosts"?"

Zhao Jingxiu nodded and said, "What?"

"Do you think he looks like he is walking over at night in the opening movie?" Gu Xiangsi said seriously.

Zhao Jingxiu couldn't stand her a little: "Nantho!"

"Hey, but he is more handsome than those two actors. Fortunately, such a handsome person belongs to me." Gu Xiangsi said slowly.

Zhao Jingxiu didn't want to care about her at all.

While she was talking nonsense, Su Jincheng had already walked to the side of the wine table, and his eyes fell on Gu Xiangsi.

The people around were quiet, and they were also looking at him.

Gu Xiangsi looked at him pitifully, and said a little aggrieved: "I'm not drunk."

"En, get up. I'll take you home." Su Jincheng said softly.

Gu Xiangsi sighed slightly, and said a bit of a pity: "Why haven't I been drunk..."

Su Jincheng's eyes were light, waiting for her patiently.

Gu Xiangsi didn't move, looking up at him, with arrogance and arrogance: "You can't go, you carry me!"

Su Jincheng looked at her silently without making a sound.

Gu Xiangsi looked at him that way, and made up his mind to ask him to recite.

The atmosphere seemed to be stalemate at this moment, but it seemed calm and calm, in short, it was a bit weird.

Zhao Jingxiu looked at Su Jincheng calmly, but no matter how he looked at it, he had to admit that it was not like a person, but like a sculpture.

Perfect indifferent and not popular.

"Get up." Su Jincheng glanced across her cheek and spoke lightly.

Gu Xiangsi stood up, thinking that being rejected like this seemed a bit shameful.

But losing face on him is not once or twice, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Thinking like this, he warmed his shoulders.

She was startled slightly, and looked up. The man's coat was taken off without knowing when it was draped over her at the moment.

And he, already squatting in front of him, is still the white sweater in the morning, but with a touch of warmth.

Gu Xiangsi suddenly showed a smile, climbed onto his back regardless of the image, and whispered: "You are really willing to carry me."

Su Jincheng didn't speak, and put her big hand through the bend of her leg, lifting her up.

The length of the coat was shorter than her knees, and when it was carried up, it happened to cover the part of her that was easy to go out because of the skirt.

Gu Xiangsi hugged his neck tightly, tilted his head, and leaned against his back with his eyes closed.

How could the man she likes so good?

It was so good that she couldn't like other men anymore.

I missed this city for a lifetime.

Su Jincheng.

You must have built a city in my heart.