PUBG Online Romance of the Century

The taxi opened the window, and the cool breeze was blowing in, and Yu Yan's hair was fluttering.

When he got out of the car, his hair was blown out of shape, messy like a chicken coop, he was already a complete drunk.

Yi Chen paid to get out of the car and dragged him up by his waist.

He was really thin, carrying almost no weight, and his waist was much thinner than an ordinary man.

The waiter at the entrance of the hotel met and greeted him quickly: "Sir, I will help you."

Yi Chen glanced at the person in his arms, his face pressed against his shoulder, and his mouth puffed up under the pressure.

"Yeah." He sent the people out.

The person in his arms suddenly moved, Yu Yan opened a gap in his eyes and asked the waiter: "...Who are you?"

"I am an employee of the hotel, you are drunk, I will help you up."

Hotel?

Yu Yan shook his head, leaned back, and waved to him: "I...I don't live in a hotel."

Yi Chen narrowed his eyes: "Where is home?"

"Home, home..." He thought hard for a long time, then suddenly looked up, "...1?"

"Ok."

Yu Yan stared at him for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and directly pinched his chin.

Yi Chen: "..."

The pinch was not enough. He opened his hand and patted it lightly. After a while, he whispered: "...Dreaming to the face this time?"

The waiter secretly lifted his eyes and looked at it, and the man's face had really darkened.

He had an impression of this guy. These big guys directly asked for some of the most high-end suites in their hotel, and the front desk received news that they must receive them well.

He hurriedly stepped forward, trying to force the man over, but the man suddenly stepped back.

"No need." Yi Chen hugged the person back again, "Send a cup of honey and ginger water, 2311."

"Okay." The waiter hurried forward and helped him press the elevator. "I'll get you up right away."

As soon as the elevator door was closed, the person in his arms moved restlessly.

"1, I'm hot." Yu Yan said, "Can you wait for me to get up, turn on, turn on a fan... and then come back."

Yi Chen couldn't hear clearly: "No."

"..."

Yu Yan wondered in a daze, why the 1 in his dream is so unkind, he is really too hot, especially the ears, neck and stomach, it is like a fire, especially uncomfortable.

Yi Chen carried the person to the door of the room, swiped his card to open the door, walked all the way to the bedroom, and put him directly on the bed.

The hotel’s bed was so soft that Yi Chen felt that his waist might be a problem after sleeping for a long time.Yu Yan felt something was wrong as soon as he lay on it, as if he was stuck in cotton, unable to exert himself.

All of his body was stained with the smell of alcohol. Yi Chen opened the suitcase and prepared to change into a set of clean clothes: "After drinking the honey water, I will go to bed."

He originally thought of throwing people in the bar, and someone would send him home, but his classmates didn't seem to be reliable, so they probably left after sending them.Usually when watching him live broadcast, it seems like living alone, and 80% of them are not taken care of after returning home. He doesn't drink something to hangover, and he suffers from a hangover the next day.

I thought he would fall asleep as soon as he touched the bed, but he didn't expect to make a mistake in his estimation. At this moment, Yu Yan had already propped up and turned over, completely lying on the bed, looking straight at him: "What are you looking for ?"

Yi Chen said: "Clothes."

Yu Yan said, "...I have a headache."

"I know." Yi Chen turned his head and saw that his eyes were red, and said lightly, "Give you a head, you can still pit yourself in."

Yu Yan felt that 1 was a bit familiar.But this is not important. He also thinks that 1 is particularly beautiful. The facial features are much more three-dimensional than ordinary people, and they are not as sharp as foreign men.

He stared at him for a long time, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"clothes."

Yu Yan nodded: "Thank you."

Yi Chen's movement to find something was amused: "Thank you for what?"

Without getting an answer, Yi Chen turned his head and saw that the person on the bed had his back to him and had already taken off his shirt.

His back is white and his shoulder blades are high and raised, because he stays at home all the year round and his skin has almost no blemishes.After the clothes were taken off, he randomly tossed aside.

Yi Chen looked at it for a moment, and his throat was inexplicably dry before he said, "I'm not looking for your clothes."

"I know." Of course he knew. It was in a dream. Even if he found clothes, he couldn't really put it on. "You, you continue...don't care about me."

After taking off his clothes, it became a bit cold. Yu Yan subconsciously pulled the quilt next to him, covered himself with a cover, and continued to lie down, staring at him intently.

It looked like a puppy that was picked up.

Yi Chen turned around and rummaged for it. After only two days, he didn't bring any clothes. He found the smallest one and threw it on the bed: "Put it on."

"I don't wear it, I feel very comfortable inside..." After speaking, there was a burst of sourness in his stomach, and Yu Yan frowned. "It's over, 1, I... I seem to be vomiting."

Drinking with such a bad drink, vomiting is light.Yi Chen said: "Get up, I will help you to the toilet."

"No." He stubbornly tightened the quilt, "I can bear it."

Yi Chen: "...you don't have to bear it, get up."

"I don't, I'm too moving, and it's easy to wake up if I'm not careful."

This dream has a face, it's a rare encounter in a thousand years, he is not willing to wake up like this.

At this point, this person still feels that he is dreaming.

"How do you know this is a dream?" Yi Chen raised his eyebrows, and suddenly a thought flashed, "...Do you often dream of me?"

Yu Yan was confident: "Of course."

"why?"

Yu Yan: "Because I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a doorbell. Yu Yansheng swallowed what he was about to say and reminded him, "The doorbell rang."

Yi Chen walked out of the bedroom and opened the door. It was the waiter just now with honey water in his hand.

The waiter also followed the individual behind.

Monan probed his head and asked, "Who is inside?"

Yi Chen took the honey water, and when the waiter left, he simply said, "No one."

"Then who drank this honey water?" He just came out of the room and wanted to find someone. He just ran into the waiter and wanted to see who couldn't stand it and wanted to drink the honey water, who thought the waiter stopped in Yi Chen's. Outside the room.

"I."

"Impossible." Monan enlightened, "What is our relationship? I don't know your drinking capacity? Is it the person you just picked up at the bar?"

Just as Yi Chen wanted to drive people away, he heard a voice from inside: "1—I can't help it!"

Yu Yan felt that he was really going to vomit, and couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as his mouth stopped, he felt like retching.

When this word floats to others' ears, the taste is not quite right.

Hearing that it was a male voice, Mo Nan became a reality: "...It seems to disturb you?"

Yi Chen: "Just a friend."

"Which friend deserves your special trip to pick up people?" Monan enlightened, "Is it true that we have a relationship? Last time I was drunk in a bar, you fucking left me on the sofa without saying anything. People."

Yi Chen said, "The lady boss of that hotel is your old friend."

"...It's different."

There was some movement in the bedroom, and Yi Chen didn't bother to talk to him anymore and closed the door directly.

Relying on his instinct, Yu Yan rushed all the way and successfully found the toilet built in the bedroom. Holding the toilet was a burst of vent.

Sure enough, he felt better after vomiting. He coughed several times. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and looked at him.

Yi Chen stepped forward, pressed the flush button, and asked him condescendingly, "Did you vomit?"

"……Maybe."

The man stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and directly pulled the person up, rubbing the towel on his mouth very unceremoniously, and then led him to the washstand: "Gargling."

Yu Yan felt that the tone of 1 suddenly became a little heavy, sounding fierce.

He rinsed his mouth obediently and returned to the bed with a cup of honey in his hand.

"Drink up and sleep."

Yu Yan grabbed the water glass: "What about you?"

"There are two rooms." The bed was already smelling of alcohol, and he was going to sleep in another room.

Yu Yan drank the honey water and said, "It's so troublesome, you used to sleep next to my ear."

Yi Chen got up and moved for a while. After a long while, he squinted and asked, "Sleeping next to you?"

Yu Yan lay on the bed and looked at him without shy away: "Yes."

"..." Yi Chen confirmed again, "Have you dreamed of me before, sleeping next to you?"

Yu Yan thought about it for a while, and it was almost the same thing by his side and ear.

He nodded: "Yes."

Yi Chen twisted his eyebrows slightly, his eyes sinking, as if he was understanding the meaning of this conversation.

The two of them are netizens at best, but the little anchor often dreams of him?Still dreaming of them sleeping together?

No matter how you think about it... it doesn't look like a healthy dream.

After being quiet for a while, Yu Yan almost fell asleep, and his voice was much lower: "Why don't you speak anymore?"

Although he looked very sleepy, he kept his gaze on Yi Chen from start to finish, unwavering, completely different from the small counseling bag who had just avoided him in the bar before.

A thought suddenly popped out of Yi Chen's mind, his brow narrowed and he quickly pressed the thought back.

Looking at it again, Xiao Zuobao was almost closing his eyes, looking drowsy.

Yi Chen was suddenly relieved that they were just netizens who had never met. He really didn't need to think too much.

He got up to leave, and when he reached the door, he raised his hand and turned off the light: "Go to sleep."

The room plunged into darkness for a moment, and the smell of wine filled the air.

Yu Yan felt that his eyelids were heavy, and his upper and lower eyelids seemed to be fitted with magnets, desperately trying to close them.

But he always felt that something was wrong, as if something was missing.

After the surroundings suddenly darkened, he finally remembered: "Wait!"

Yi Chen's action of closing the door paused for a while, raising his hand to turn on the light again.

I saw that the little anchor had already sat up from the bed. He took his mobile phone from the bedside table, then rummaged through his body, muttering: "Headphones...headphones..."

After a long while, to no avail, he sighed: "Forget it."

Just as Yi Chen was about to ask, he was familiar with opening a certain software on the phone, not knowing what to open, and then, the low and deep voice of a man rang in the phone——

"good. I'll wait for you."

"I'm not sweet, he is quite sweet."

"Yanyan? He is very good."

The owner of the voice was standing outside the door at this time, with a rare daze on his face.

Before Yi Chen could react, he saw that the little anchor turned down the volume, holding the phone in both hands and placing it next to his pillow, the phone speaker hit his ears directly.

Then fell asleep very naturally.

"..."

After the person on the bed made a faint snoring sound, Yi Chen finally recovered.

He glanced at the sleeping person on the bed with a complicated expression. The thought that he had just pressed back had now grown into a towering tree.

It wasn't until the music on the phone finished playing and re-playing again that he finally got the action——

He walked forward with a look of entanglement, helping Yu Yan to cover the quilt that had just been lifted up.

……Then, with a look of entanglement, the other party turned off the beautiful love story between the little anchor and the big boss [Second Bulletin] which was being broadcast.

Turning and leaving with a tangled look at last, he quietly closed the bedroom door.