Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

The next day, noon.

Xia Sheng, who was wearing a light blue gown, held a long sword in his hand, looked up at the restaurant with a guest in front of him, and sighed deeply.

He really didn't want to come, but the housekeeper's grandfather was really annoying. If he didn't go, the housekeeper's grandfather would pester him to the death, which really made him feel helpless.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Xia Sheng took a deep breath and stepped into the restaurant.

He murmured what the housekeeper's grandfather told him, "No. 166 Tianzifang... No. 166 Tianzifang..."

When he stopped, he looked at the house number and read it out, "166...166...this is it."

Xia Sheng stopped in front of the door, feeling a little uneasy.

There was a hint of embarrassment on his face.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, went in and explained to the girl, it was just an explanation, nothing.

The next second, Xia Sheng pushed the door and went in.

It is an elegantly decorated room, and as soon as you enter the door, you can smell the rich aroma of wine.

Xia Sheng frowned as he walked in.

Is this girl addicted to alcohol?

Otherwise, why is there such a strong aroma of wine in the room?

Xia Sheng held the hilt of the long sword and walked in step by step.

He called slightly embarrassedly, "Girl? Miss Ye? Miss Ye?"

There was no sound inside, Xia Sheng walked in suspiciously, opened the curtain, and when he saw the person inside, his pupils widened in surprise.

The next second, Xia Sheng frowned tightly, his expression was a little cramped at first, but now he was completely cold.

"How will you be here?"

On the soft couch in the room, there was a slender man in black.

The man's long hair is loose and his facial features are firm and handsome.

Holding a jug of wine in his hand, his eyes narrowed lazily as he casually poured himself the wine.

Feng Chenjiang's expression was lazy and intoxicated, and when he heard Xia Sheng's voice, he was a little stunned.

Turning to see Xia Sheng standing at the door, he smiled softly.

"I heard your voice first. I thought I heard it wrong, but I didn't expect it to be you."

Xia Sheng pursed his thin lips, "Why are you here?"

Feng Chenjiang was a little puzzled, "Didn't you find me?"

Hearing this, Xia Sheng frowned.

An absurd idea popped into my head.

The marriage that the housekeeper's grandfather talked about, shouldn't it be him?

"Are you here for a blind date?" Xia Sheng asked struggling.

"what?"

Feng Chenjiang was taken aback, "Blind date?"

"Blind date!" He was suddenly surprised.

"Yeah." Xia Sheng nodded and replied, "You probably don't know what you look like."

Feng Chenjiang took a sip of wine and wiped the corners of his lips casually with the back of his hand, "Why did you come to me on a blind date?"

"Isn't this a 166-day room?"

"166?"

Feng Chenjiang paused, "I'm not 166."

"Ah!?" Xia Sheng was slightly stunned.

"I'm here at 169." Feng Chenjiang hiccups, "Maybe the house number is wrong."

Feng Chenjiang stretched out his hand to say hello, "Come on, don't leave. Since you have missed the appointment, don't go, stay here and drink with me!"

Xia Sheng didn't move, Feng Chenjiang got up and pulled Xia Sheng's arm, pulling him to the table.

Feng Chenjiang poured wine for Xia Sheng, and Xia Sheng finished drinking it.

Cup after cup, Feng Chenjiang filled himself with wine, and at the same time did not forget to pour wine for Xia Sheng.

After three rounds of drinking, I have forgotten how many rounds. Xia Sheng didn't drink much, and he still had some sense of reason, but Feng Chenjiang was very drunk.

I saw him blushing, his body crooked, and he fell into Xia Sheng's arms.