C11 I Am Mortal

The moment he opened the door, Wang Qingfeng impatiently hugged Chu Huanran and closed the door.

"Of course, I missed you so much." Wang Qingfeng's voice was hoarse.

Chu Huanran didn't say anything. He grabbed Wang Qingfeng's head and stared at Wang Qingfeng's face with his beautiful eyes, blinking non-stop.

The room was filled with a strong hormonal atmosphere, and was destined to be a blur.

Wang Qingfeng went to the bathroom to get some water and carried Chu Huanran to the bathroom.

"It was hard on you just now. Do you need my help?" Wang Qingfeng's tone was full of satisfaction.

"No need, you go out first." Chu Huanran sat comfortably in the bathtub. Wang Qingfeng kissed him on the lips, turned around, and walked out of the bathroom. He sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

"You made an appointment with Mohen?" Chu Huanran was wearing a loose robe with water dripping from his hair.

"Okay, get a good night's sleep and go to KTV tonight." Wang Qingfeng put out his cigarette and took the hair dryer to help him blow his hair.

"Alright." Chu Huanran yawned and went back to his bedroom. Wang Qingfeng turned on his computer and started to play games.

Yan Mohen had just opened his QQ when he received a QQ message from Vivian. She said that Yan Mohen didn't answer her tomorrow, and that Vivian would send him a copy when the time came.

Yan Mohen thought for a moment and called Zuo Yov. "Senior Zuo Yov, Huanran is back today. We'll meet you tonight."

"I have something to do tonight, so I might not be able to go." Zuo Yov raised his eyebrows regretfully.

"Mohen, Vivian said you were in the act. Are you feeling better now?" Zuo Yov's tone was concerned. From the moment he knew Yan Mohen was going to take on the show, he had guessed that Yan Mohen would bring in a lot of feelings. It was just as he had expected.

"I'm fine, then I'll hang up on Senior Zuo Yov first." Wu hung up the phone, took his clothes out of the closet and went to the bathroom.

Yan Mohen did not expect Wang Qingfeng to meet Qi Luofan. When Liu Tie entered the room, he was holding an enchanting beauty in his arms.

Qi Luofan sat beside Wang Qingfeng, and Wang Qingfeng poured wine for him.

"Why did you bring someone here?" Wang Qingfeng really wanted to strangle him.

"Nonsense!" It wasn't easy to get a day's rest, so of course I have to have a good time tonight. " Qi Luofan smiled evilly and pulled the beauty onto his lap.

Wang Qingfeng moved to the side in disdain and looked at Yan Mohen apologetically.

"Mohen, I haven't heard you sing for a long time. Go sing a song." Chu Huanran pulled Yan Mohen to a seat in front of the jukebox.

"You exist deep in my mind …." Yan Mohen sang very enthusiastically, his pleasant voice seeping into Qi Luofan's ears, causing Qi Luofan to be unable to stop himself from being engrossed in the song.

Yan Mohen picked up the glass of wine on the table and finished it in one gulp. He couldn't help but glance in the direction of Qi Luofan. Seeing Qi Luofan kiss that girl, Yan Mohen felt his stomach churn.

"I'm going to the bathroom." After saying that, Yan Mohen left the room as if he was escaping.

Qi Luofan squinted his eyes and whispered something in the girl's ear. He stood up and followed Yan Mohen out of the room.

"Um, what's your name?" Qi Luofan stood beside the washstand with a calm expression.

"Yan Mohen." Yan Mohen looked at Qi Luofan in the mirror, and the corner of his mouth raised in a bitter smile.

"No matter how well the script is written, it's still just a play. Don't get too involved in the drama." Qi Luofan turned around and left after saying that.

"What script?" Yan Mohen looked at Qi Luofan's back in confusion.

"A radio play. Thank you for your words. I'm a mortal." Qi Luofan smiled and turned around to leave.

Yan Mohen was stunned on the spot for a long time.