The paranoid actor sprinkles sugar every day

Emperor Capital Huangying Bar.

This is the largest bar in the entire imperial capital, bar none.

It was also Chu Yi's first time here, so he ordered a glass of cheap wine and sat down at the bar to drink it.

He has a terrible capacity for drinking, and he himself didn't expect that he was incapable of drinking.

The world was spinning, and he was drowsy, with a painful voice in his mouth, and his head was full of "sons of whores" who had been inseparable since he was a child.

He didn't know why he would suddenly think of these bad memories, which made his heart ache.

At this moment, Su Zhiyan, who was chased away by Luo Fengmian before, walked to the bar silently, seeing Chu Yi's drunken appearance, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

Chu Yi was born delicate and good-looking, wearing an ordinary suit, and his face was flushed because of drunkenness, which made his fair and thin skin look like it was scalded with a layer of pink, which was particularly attractive.

His pair of almond eyes perfectly inherited from his mother, even a man can arouse the desire of countless people.

Su Zhiyan liked Chu Yi's face and the seriousness and simplicity in his eyes since he was a child, so he wanted to take it as his own and tarnish this blankness.

He really enjoyed this kind of feeling, watching Chu Yi fall into despair step by step.

It will give him an indescribable pleasure, like dyeing the white paper with the paint he wants, and it will reduce Chu Yi into a dog who has lost his self-esteem and can be controlled by him.

The son of a whore is nothing more than playing around.

Su Zhiyan ordered a drink at the bar, added some interesting things to it, and pushed it to Chu Yi.

"Chu Yi, keep drinking."

He was very sure that Chu Yi was already fascinated, as long as Chu Yi drank this glass of wine, the things he had planned for more than ten years would come to fruition.

Chu Yi looked at the glass of wine in front of him, his mind was in a mess, he couldn't see anything clearly, "No...don't drink, I don't know you."

Su Zhiyan frowned, and asked interestingly: "Don't know me? It's okay, after drinking this glass of wine, you will know me."

Chu Yi shook his head. Although he was not in good condition, the sense of crisis engraved in his body made him feel that nothing good would happen next.

"No, thank you... I... I'm going home."

As he spoke, he dazedly probed the ground with his feet, wanting to leave limply.

At this moment, Su Zhiyan grabbed Chu Yi's hand: "Hey, after drinking this cup, I'll send you back, okay?"

The sense of crisis in Chu Yi's heart became stronger, and his mind was full of the phrase "Don't drink wine given to you by strangers" that his mother once said.

He was in a hurry, with uncomfortable emotions on his drunken face, and with a choked voice, he pushed the big hand that was grabbing him in front of him: "I don't want...you go, I don't know you, I don't want to drink!"

Chu Yi's repeated resistance completely aroused the impatience in Su Zhiyan's heart, and he ruthlessly pulled his hand in, making this blurred body approach him uncontrollably. before.

Su Zhiyan squeezed Chu Yi's cheek with one hand, causing Chu Yi to open his mouth under the excessive pressure, "Damn, the son of a whore is still playing with me and wanting to refuse? Do you think that? What are you? I tell you to drink it and you drink it, you really have a lot of nonsense!"

As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass on the table and brought it to Chu Yi's mouth.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Chu Yi squeezed out tears in fear, but just as Luo Fengmian said, his body is weak and resistance is useless.

Suddenly, a shadow of a fist strikes, hitting Su Zhiyan fiercely.