In Cloud Sleeves Bar in Jingcheng City.

Lin Wuyi pulled his clothes and looked at himself in the mirror with sweat. She picked up some cold water and threw it on her cheek, but there was still no way to lower the temperature of her body.

It happened to be a graduation party today, so she just drank a little wine. Unexpectedly, something was wrong.

Lin Wu shook her head and tried hard to see the road in front of her. However, her vision gradually became blurred, which made Lin Wu more determined and less powerful.

She bit her lip, held the tiles, and walked forward step by step.

She wanted to go to the gate, but Lin Wu didn't see it clearly. She walked to the boy's toilet in a daze.

They were on the second floor, where there were all private rooms and suites.

When Lin Wuyi entered, it seemed to be very quiet inside. Lin Wuyi only vaguely saw a door and thought it was the door of the cloud sleeves, so he stumbled and said.

"A taxi."

A murmur sounded very abrupt in the quiet toilet.

When Lin Wu Yi entered the room, her dark eyes were fixed on Lin Wu Yi, whose cheeks were flushed.

Lin Wuyi was very beautiful. She wore a sleeveless dress and a light yellow veil, which set off Lin Wuyi's originally white skin and made her look even more beautiful.

Especially at this moment, the woman seemed to be drunk. Her big eyes were blinking, with a watery luster, which was even more attractive.

Her long eyelashes were as thick and beautiful as a butterfly spreading its wings. Under her delicate nose, there were a pair of pink, diamond-shaped lips. They were gorgeous, like newly bloomed flowers.

Lin Wu tilted her head. When she saw the black shadow in front of her, she thought it was a taxi. She staggered and rushed to the man.

"I'm going to the empire's garden, No. 33." This was the address of Lin Wu's family.

The woman was wearing a pair of thin and high heels that she was not used to, and her feet were swollen. She felt a little uncomfortable. When she almost fell to the ground, a pair of arms wrapped around Lin Wu's waist.

"Who asked you to drink? Lin Wu Yi?"

His deep and mellow voice even carried a bit of biting cold air, which was somewhat intimidating. If you listened carefully, you could hear a little anger.

However, for the Drunken Ghost Lin Wu, she couldn't hear anything. Her head was full of mud. She just raised her head and tried to see the man in front of her clearly.

However, her eyes were full of little stars. She felt that this man was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

"How... how did you know my name? I know, are you secretly in love with me?" After saying that, Lin Wu burped.

Fu Lan's face darkened as he looked at Lin Wu Yi, whose body was continuously sliding downwards. Dressed in a military uniform, he was handsome and noble, and his facial features were impeccable.

A height of 1.9 meters was also a strong sense of oppression for a 1.6-meter-tall Lin Wu.

"Get up, I'll take you home." Fu Lan's face turned cold as he tried to hug Lin Wu Yi.

Lin Wu Yi's body slipped... It just so happened that he was leaning against the man's body... Fu Lan's entire face had turned ashen.

"Oh, I really want to throw up." Under the man's murderous gaze, Lin Wu Yi suddenly bowed and threw up Fu Meng.

Fu Gang clenched his fists and stared at the pink and tender Lin Wu Yi with a pair of black eyes. He almost swallowed Lin Wu Yi alive.

"It's so hot."

After vomiting, Lin Wu suddenly pulled her clothes and kept asking for heat.

The woman's little red face was like a flower blooming in the morning, beautiful and seductive.

...

At this moment, Lin Wu Yi suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of Fu Lan's clothes...

"Lend me your hand."