Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me Chapter 752: A Wall (4)

Brother is good, he's quite considerate of him, but he's stupid and missed the opportunity.

Even if I can't go to base now, I still have to take the opportunity to get closer to her, say a few more words, talk a little more about the ideals of life, poems, songs, etc. I'm completely blind now!

There is no way, no matter how depressed I can only look at the closed door and sigh, the bathroom is inside and outside. He had to wash up, take a shower again, and didn't bring pajamas, but it didn't matter, anyway, the hotel provided bathrobes.

Packed up, he lies on the sofa. In this old-fashioned building, the sofa in the hotel is quite large, about one meter wide. Thinking of the locker that Bo Yan mentioned, he really looked for it, and there was indeed Du-Lei-S. But it didn't matter to him, he was lying on the sofa again, covered with a small quilt.

The curtains were drawn, the house was fairly soundproof, there was no reporter's voice in the corridor, and the reporters outside didn't make any noise. Everything was quiet. But Han Yifan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Especially when it smells like her in this room, it feels even more subtle.

I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Han Yifan lifted the quilt and remembered that there was wine in the suite, so he decided to drink some to help him sleep. Just got up, I didn't expect the door to move gently. After that, Shang Fei'er came out wearing pajamas and saw him sitting up, both of them were stunned.

Fortunately, Han Yifan's brain didn't short-circuit at the moment, so he asked, "Can't sleep?"

Shang Fei'er hesitated and nodded.

"I can't sleep either." He walked to the bar freely and found a bottle of whiskey, "Want to drink?"

Shang Fei'er hesitated again and didn't move. He didn't persuade him either. After all, it's not good for men to persuade women to drink, but he still prepared two crystal glasses and took out ice cubes for the guests in the refrigerator next to him.

Just as she poured herself a glass, the sound of footsteps beside her gradually, Han Yifan also put ice cubes in her glass and poured a glass of wine.

The two sat at the bar, no one spoke, drinking slowly.

Perhaps he relaxed a bit after drinking, and Han Yifan's previous nervousness in front of her was gone. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then shook his head: "This black recipe doesn't taste very good. But bad wine has the benefits of bad wine. It's unpleasant to drink, so I don't drink much."

Shang Fei'er asked: "You know wine well?"

"I own the bar..." Just after he finished speaking, Han Yifan slapped himself in the face. He knew that Shang Fei'er liked a gentle and elegant style. Not like, but like a dummy.

But Shang Fei'er laughed, she could hear that what Han Yifan said was the truth. Anyway, he also felt that he and Shang Fei'er had no hope, but he relaxed a bit: "My father wants me to do a serious job, but the family business must be my brother's, what's the use of my efforts. It's like a thin talk. Yes, he is so good, and he has no part in the family property. Anyway, with my brother and my father around, I can't starve to death. So I do what I want to do, I open a bar and play heavy metal."

"It's good, anyway, everyone has their own way of living." It's also good to be a dummy, at least someone in the family is willing to support him. Unlike her, who has worked hard for so many years, it is still a joke today.

"Actually, I've seen someone like you before. It's my ex-girlfriend, the scumbag who was caught cheating on the anniversary of their relationship, and was caught in my shop."