C16 Flattered

I turn a blind eye to what you should do

Don't force a man who loves you to do it on the spur of the moment

When did we start to have no bottom line

It is not pitiful to follow others' lies passively

But why did you love me so much?

What shall I turn into to fit In with the play

It turns out that when Love put down these things behind the house

They all have a deadline

Actually, I'm the only one in the audience

Actually, I can see that you are a little reluctant to part with me …

and we're used to it when we pull back and forth

He was still thinking about something …

In fact, it is not necessarily true that they are inseparable …

In fact, the thing that they feared the most was to drag things out …

The more they play, the less they can cry

Is it still worth it

"..."

It is because I love you that I choose to perform, this kind of fulfillment

To be honest, I was a little careless when I clicked on the song, so I didn't mind. As soon as I started singing, I was very focused and completely immersed myself in the lyrics.

When the song ended, I finally realized that the atmosphere wasn't right.

I turned to look at Master Gu, who was staring intently at me, his obsidian pupils glowing in the glare of the lights.

Little Yao sat at the side with a depressed and slightly embarrassed expression.

I don't know what happened while I was singing, but from the looks of it, Little Yao's flattery didn't work.

The atmosphere was frozen. His eyes were too terrifying. Under his gaze, I didn't know where to put my hand holding the receiver.

I wondered if it was because I had chosen the song so unhappily that he didn't like it.

While he was at a loss for words, he lightly parted his lips and said, "It's unpleasant to the ear," while turning his head to signal to Little Yao, "Go and sing."

Under his instructions, Little Yao hurriedly got up and ran in front of me. She took the microphone in my hand and went to play a song.

"Come here."

he said to me.

I felt a little uneasy and didn't react immediately. I was still in a daze.

"Come here, don't let me say it a third time."

He spoke again, more harshly than before, and with obvious anger.

I don't know why, but from the moment I saw him today, I always felt that there was a hint of anger on his body, like a volcano that could erupt at any time. There's nothing abnormal when it's quiet, but when it erupts, its might is frighteningly terrifying.

I don't know where his anger came from, or if it had anything to do with me, though I don't think I could have made him angry with me.

I thought, I really stupid, click such a sad song, I don't know if the lyrics brought up his sad past.

Although I don't think that a man like him would be the kind of person to be trapped by his emotions, nothing can be generalized. If that's not the reason for his sudden gloom, then I really can't think of any other reason for it.

At this moment, Xiao Yao pointed to the point where she happily sang and pulled back my thoughts.

Looking at his gloomy face, I quickly got up and walked over. When I sat down beside him, he looked better.

"Master Gu, I'm sorry, I didn't like the sound of my singing so much. I let you down. I will give myself a drink. You have a lot of money, so don't be angry. "

I poured myself a small glass of red wine and downed it in one gulp, as if to apologize.

"Yes, it was a terrible song. However, I've listened to the whole thing so badly, and that's all you can drink. "Hmm?"

he asked me, and the last word, "Uh-huh," rang out.

His expression was cool, but he didn't linger. He put one hand over the hand that was holding the glass, and with the other he picked up the glass and poured wine into my glass until it was full and about to spill.

I kept wailing in my heart. He was determined to punish me, even though I didn't know how I had offended him.

After he finished, he quickly filled another cup for me. When I offered to play dice and the like, he rejected them one by one, as if watching me drink was very interesting.

I had no choice but to drink one glass after another.

Red wine is the last thing you want to drink, and pouring a glass like this straight into your mouth is killing you.

His eyes were on me without hesitation. I didn't know if it was the effect of the alcohol, or if his gaze was really too intense, but I suddenly felt my mouth go dry.

I couldn't help but think back to the morning when he had a strong waist and a well-defined stomach muscles, and I thought I was being a little too funny, so I picked up the glass and took another big gulp.

It was only when the wine was in my mouth that I realized I was drinking it as water, to cover my embarrassment.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

This time, he drank the red wine hurriedly. The red wine was stuck in the middle of his throat, and he swallowed it with great difficulty.

I choked and coughed again and again. My face was flushed red, and my tears were streaming down my face. My mouth was already dry, but now my throat seemed to be emitting smoke. The burning pain in my throat made me feel even worse.

A slender hand stretched out in front of me and offered me a glass of water. I quickly took it and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

It was only when I put the cup down that I realized he had poured me the water.

Moreover, not only did he pour water for me, he also patted my back with one hand.

I'm flattered!

When my coughing stopped, he withdrew his hand.

His actions were somewhat inexplicably natural when he was doing all of this. Logically speaking, even if the two of us had an intimate relationship that we shouldn't have, it was actually no different from an ordinary stranger.

He made me feel as if we had known each other for a long time. I looked up at him, and his expression was very natural.

I immediately hid the strange feeling in my heart.

My eyes fell on his long fingers. His hands were beautiful, not like a man's hands at all.

Strangely, though I had only glimpsed him briefly in the morning, his white, sleeved hands were already imprinted in my mind, and there was no difficulty in recalling them now.

"Thank you."

I was a little embarrassed to thank him.

"You're still thinking too much. It seems like you haven't had enough to drink."

He opened his mouth and spoke to me in a somewhat mocking tone.

What!