The next day, noon.
Xia Sheng, dressed in a light blue long shirt, with a long sword in his hand, looked up at the restaurant with guests in front of him, and then sighed deeply.
He really doesn't want to come, but the housekeeper grandpa is too abrasive. If he doesn't go, the housekeeper Grandpa will pester him, which really makes him helpless.
Holding the long sword in his hand, Xia Sheng took a deep breath and stepped into the restaurant.
He whispered what the housekeeper grandpa told him, "room 166... Room 166..."
The footsteps stopped suddenly. He looked at the house number and read it out, "166... 166... Here it is."
Xia Sheng stopped in front of the door, feeling a little uneasy.
There was a trace of embarrassment on his face.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He went in and explained to other girls. It was just an explanation. It was nothing.
Next second, Xia Sheng pushed the door in.
It is an elegantly decorated room. As soon as I enter the door, I smell the strong aroma of wine.
Xia Sheng frowned as he walked in.
Is this girl addicted to alcohol?
Otherwise, why is there such a strong wine smell in the room?
Xia Sheng held the handle of the long sword and walked inside step by step.
He called a little cramped, "girl? Miss ye? Miss ye?"
There was no sound inside. Xia Sheng walked in with doubts and opened the curtain. When he saw the people inside, his eyes widened in surprise.
The next second, Xia Sheng frowned tightly. Originally, he looked a little cramped. Now it was completely cold.
"Why are you here?"
On the soft couch in the room, half lay a slender man in black.
The man's long hair is loose, and his facial features are firm and handsome.
Holding a pot of wine in his hand, his eyes were lazy and half narrowed, carelessly filling himself with wine.
Feng Chenjiang looked lazy and intoxicated. When he heard Xia Sheng's voice, he was a little stunned.
Turning to see Xia Sheng standing at the door, he smiled gently.
"I heard your voice first. I thought I heard it wrong. I didn't expect it was really you."
Xia Sheng pursed his thin lips, "Why are you here?"
Feng Chenjiang was a little confused. "Didn't you find me?"
Hearing the speech, Xia Sheng frowned.
An absurd idea suddenly floated in my mind.
The object of the marriage mentioned by grandpa Housekeeper should not be him, right?
"Are you here for a blind date?" Xia Sheng struggled.
"Ah?"
Feng Chenjiang was stunned, "blind date?"
"Blind date!" he was suddenly surprised.
"HMM." Xia Sheng nodded and replied, "I don't know if you look like this."
Feng Chenjiang took a sip of wine and wiped the corners of his lips casually on the back of his hand. "How did you come to me on a blind date?"
"Isn't this room 166?"
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Feng Chenjiang said, "I'm not 166."
"Ah!?" Xia Sheng was slightly confused.
"I'm 169 here." Feng Chenjiang burped, "maybe I read the house number wrong."
Feng Chenjiang reached out and said, "come on, don't go. Since you've broken your appointment, don't go. Stay here and drink with me!"
Xia Sheng didn't move. Seeing this, Feng Chenjiang got up, pulled Xia Sheng's arm and pulled him to the table.
Feng Chenjiang poured wine for Xia Sheng. Xia Sheng finished it.
Cup after cup, Feng Chenjiang filled himself with wine, and didn't forget to pour wine for Xia Sheng.
After three rounds of wine, I have forgotten how many rounds. Xia Sheng didn't drink much and left some sense, but Feng Chenjiang was drunk.
He looked flushed, his body tilted and fell into Xia Sheng's arms.