Quick Transmigration: Adonis, Let’s Talk!

Su Lin's hand was still holding her hand, and Bai Tuo held his hand instead.

There was light sweat on the palm of the hand, and it was still cold.

Bai Tuo led him to the bed and touched his head: "Hey, you are really drunk."

Someone who kept saying that he was not drunk before actually said such things against his will.

As soon as Su Lin was about to speak, Bai Tuo's fingers pressed against his lips: "Now I don't plan to talk to you about devotion. If you want to talk, you will come to me again later. Now, sleeping, I am also very tired."

What she said is not a lie.

During this period of time, she has always slept earlier. Coming to the dinner tonight broke her biological clock. After doing so many exhausting things, she was indeed a little sleepy.

If it weren't for Su Lin here, she wouldn't be interested in such a banquet.

Seeing her obvious fatigue, Su Lin pursed her lips, and finally stopped talking.

He lay slowly on the bed, his hand still not letting go of the white tufted hand.

Bai Tuo broke away from his hand, and in Su Lin's eyes as if he was about to eat him, he moved a chair to the bed, handed it to the front, and pushed it into Su Lin's hand on his own initiative.

"If you don't find this position uncomfortable, just feel free."

After she finished speaking, she leaned back in the chair, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Su Lin held her hand with a sweet heart.

He drank a lot of alcohol tonight, but he was not drunk. At the moment, he was drunk and couldn't hold it anymore.

Jiufei strolled outside and witnessed Qian Sang quarreling with Ye Yu.

The two quarreled so hard that she watched the play in mid-air and it was so cool.

When the two of them drove away, she felt bored again, returned to the door of the room, and flew in tentatively when she heard that there was no movement inside.

After entering, she saw Su Lin sleeping on the bed, while her host was leaning on the chair, and the two of them were still holding hands together.

She thought Bai Tuo was asleep, and flew to Bai Tu's side. Just when she wanted to get closer to her, Bai Tuo suddenly opened his eyes.

She glanced at the hands held by the two, pointed to the side of the sofa, and motioned to the concubine to go to rest.

Jiufei was a little jealous, not very happy.

Bai Tuo patted his leg, then opened his free hand, and smiled helplessly at Jiu Fei.

Concubine Jiu was happy now, and flew to Bai Tu's lap, curled up into a ball and fell asleep.

Looking at the two, one large and one small, Bai Tuo rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.

Bai Tuo has slept in many places, and it is common to sleep on the ground.

The difficult conditions didn't make her feel too uncomfortable, at least she could still sit.

This time she slept peacefully, and when she woke up, she happened to see Su Lin in front of her.

Su Lin bends over, his hand has been stretched out, as if he was about to hug her.

Seeing her awake, Su Lin's hand looked a little awkward.

Bai Tuo said to resolve the embarrassment: "We should go, or the hostess will come to drive people in a while."

He knew she was joking, but it did make the atmosphere better.

The two had breakfast at Mrs. Wiesner's house. When they said goodbye, Mrs. Wiesner looked at them with ambiguous eyes.

Such a look made Su Lin very happy. He had never thought that he would become the kind of person who hoped that people all over the world would know that he had a relationship with someone.

Bai Tu got into the car, rolled down the car window and said to Su Lin, "Don't go?"

Su Lin approached the car window and asked her, "Where to go?"

Bai Tu sighed, and said, "The banquet is over, the class is still going to go, President Su."

The meaning of ridicule is overflowing.