"Xiao Luo, stop drinking, you're drunk." Li Xuanyu helplessly took away the wine glass from the boy's hand, looking at the very obvious blush on the boy's delicate face, and was a little worried.

"I'm not drunk! Give it to me..." The boy raised his eyes slightly, trying to grab his wine glass, but because of the height difference, he couldn't reach it. Suddenly, he became confused and fell back habitually. A pair of slender and powerful hands steadily caught her, and then the boy was hugged into a familiar and warm embrace.

"Xiao Luo, we're back to the room to sleep, be good." Park Chanyeol stretched out his white and slender hand and gently patted the boy's head. The boy just rubbed his arms obediently, as if he liked this warm embrace very much.

"Hey, where is Xiao Luo! Hurry up, keep drinking!" Kim Taeyeon stood up from the sofa and looked around in confusion.

"Sister Taeyeon, you're drunk!" Fang Minya helplessly dragged Kim Taeyeon, who was a little drunk, and exchanged glances with Quan Baolan, who also had a very helpless expression.

"Minya, please bring Sister Taeyeon back to the room. We are boys, it's not convenient." Kang Minhyuk scratched his head, looking at Kim Taeyeon, who was obviously drinking a little high, and suggested.

"Look at Sister Taeyeon's appearance, would she be obedient?" Li Zanxi beside her said jokingly, holding up her wine glass and taking a sip.

"There's nothing to do, let's get it back first." Jin Baolan gave him a blank look, and then forced Kim Taeyeon toward her room with Fang Min-ya.

"I haven't drunk enough yet!" The young man struggled in Park Chanyeol's arms, his slender and fair pink fists gently patted Park Chanyeol's chest, but it seemed like he was flirting, very ambiguous.

"Xiao Luo, let's go back to the room to drink slowly, okay?" The first time I saw the boy's willful and cute look, I smiled slightly.

"No" the boy narrowed his eyes cutely, and his cheeks bulged slightly.

"Canyeol, just carry Xiao Luo back to the room, hurry up." Bian Baekhyun looked so soft that he had to say tough, and then gently pushed Park Chanyeol towards the upstairs.

"Do you really need to use that method?" Lu Han looked at Park Chanyeol holding the boy up the stairs, and followed him, murmuring slightly.

"Otherwise? Do you think Xiao Luo will tell us?" Kim Jong-da stared at the boy in Park Chanyeol's arms, and his doubts were getting more and more.

Wu Yifan opened the door of the room and signaled Park Chanyeol to put the young young and lightly on the plush carpet.

"Xiao Luo, wake up" Jin Minshuo gently rubbed the girl's cheek and looked at her blankly.

"Hmm? Where is my wine..." The boy opened his eyes as clear as glass in a daze, and she blinked cutely.

"Then, Xiao Luo, answer a few questions from me. If the answer is good, then this cup will be given to you." Kim Jong-in raised the cup in his hand high, looking at the boy looking at him with a doting expression.

"Yes" the boy looked at the cup in Kim Jong-in's hand with his eyes glowing, and nodded cutely unconsciously.

"Who is that j.c in your phone?" Bian Baekhyun asked impatiently. Although he knew that he should not lose his temper without knowing the facts, he just couldn't help it.

The "friend" boy answered quickly, thinking about how to get it.

"Boyfriend is still a male friend." Wu Sehun asked as the boy said, biting his thin lips tightly, looking very nervous.

"Sehun, how could Xiao Luo have a boyfriend!" Kim Jong gave him a big look, but his expression was a little uncertain, and he also looked at the boy as inquiring.

The "male friend" said quickly, and snatched the cup in his hand the moment Kim Jong-in unconsciously put down his hand, and drank it hungrily.

"It's okay, it's just warm water." Kim Jong-in explained lightly as he looked at everyone's surprised expression.

"J.c is a foreigner?" Park Chanyeol asked the boy tentatively, his beautiful big eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yes," the boy nodded slightly, continued to drink his own water, and did not feel anything unusual.

"Xiao Luo, how many years have you been abroad! What is your English name?" Kim Minshuo puffed up his cute bun face and said curiously.

"wendy" the boy paused slightly, looked at them in confusion, his expression was very innocent and cute.

"Xiao Luo, why is the background language of your mobile phone written in Chinese? Are you not a Korean?" Lu Han also asked his own question. This made him puzzled, but no matter whether Xiao Luo was a Korean or not, he still loved her as before.

"Well, dad is Chinese, mom is Korean." It seemed that he had finished drinking, and the boy looked at the clear cup in distress, feeling a little disappointed.

"Hey!" A surprising sound rang out in the room.

"Why haven't I heard Xiao Luo say it before?" Wu Sehun and Kim Jong-da began to discuss fiercely, looking at the boy who seemed to fall asleep at any time in confusion.

"Xiao Luo, where are you going to college?" Park Chanyeol asked again, always thinking that this j.c could not be a junior high school classmate.

The "American" boy reluctantly opened his eyes, but found that he could not open it, so he had to say in a daze.

"Which university?" Jin Junmian asked in confusion, and the young man pulled the corners of his lips lightly, but because he was too quiet, no one could hear it clearly. The young man had already slipped into Wu Yifan's arms with a drowsy expression.

"She is tired." Wu Yifan reached out and rubbed the girl's hair gently, with an inconcealable pampering and gentleness in his tone.

"Xiao Luo, do you like Sehun?" Wu Sehun suddenly had an idea, as if he had thought of something, narrowed his crescent-like eyes and asked nervously inside.

"Well, I like..." A slight voice came from the boy's lips, accompanied by Wu Sehun's uncontrollable surprise.

"Woo woo..." Not long after, the boy's humming voice came. Everyone looked at the boy who was very quiet just now in surprise, and his expression began to become very sad.

"I don't want to leave, don't......" The boy stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, and struggled desperately in Wu Yifan's arms.

"Brother, what's wrong with Xiao Luo!" Bian Baekhyun looked at Lu Han next to him nervously, but the other party also looked at him blankly, why did he leave?

"Xiao Luo, you will not leave us, we will all be by your side." Du Fuxiu stretched out her hand and held the boy's hands, and said in a gentle tone. Gradually, the boy stopped struggling and his breathing began to stabilize.

"Okay, let's go back to the room and let Xiao Luo have a good rest." Jin Junmian's bright eyes became a little dim. He turned around and looked at the boy who was gently placed on the bed by Wu Yifan. The smile on the corner of his lips seemed very far-fetched.

"good night" In the astonishing eyes of everyone, Wu Yifan leaned down slightly, printed a cool kiss on the young man's flawless forehead, and then walked towards the room next to him without saying anything.

"Sehoon, look forward to Xiao Luo." Kim Jong-yao and Kim Jong-in said reluctantly, pulling Kim Min-soo who was refusing to leave and Huang Zitao who was snoring out of the room and gently brought it to the door.

"Brother, do you think Xiao Luo is hiding a lot of things from us?" Wu Shixun squatted in front of the boy's bed, held the boy's hand tightly, and said lightly.

"I don't know." Lu Han turned around and looked at the boy who was sleeping peacefully and beautifully, with a shimmering light in his eyes.

"However, the only thing I know is that no matter what happens, I will guard her." Lu Han prepared his own bath supplies and said firmly the moment he opened the door.

"Xingxiu, do you like Xiao Luo very much?" Bian Baekhyun leaned against the boy's bed, looked at Du Xiaoxiu, who was covering the boy's quilt, and said lightly, his tone was unclear.

"She is the person I care about the most." Du Fu Xiu paused, as if a bright light flashed in his eyes. The moment he looked down at the boy, his deep love was undoubtedly revealed.

"I will not retreat. Even brothers, I can't let her go." Park Chanyeol said coldly, his tone was full of seriousness and determination. His pure black hair gently covered his white forehead, his long eyelashes curled like a butterfly's wings, and under his high nose was a thin lips, which were pursing slightly at this moment.

Wu Shixun sighed slightly, and his slender hands stroked the girl's delicate and delicate face.
Chapter completed!