Chapter 324 May You Be as Free as the Wind (Please Subscribe, Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!!!)
Half past ten.

When Huang Lizhi woke up from the table in a daze, he was confused when he saw the deserted shop.

"What about people?"

She touched her head which was aching from being drunk, and murmured something strange.

Just as I was thinking about it, I turned my head and saw Li Yang sleeping on the sofa not far away.

"Is screenwriter nim drunk too?" She staggered over, looking at Li Yang with her beautiful eyes, a little hesitant, as if she was wondering how to carry the drunk man in front of her away.

Soon, he leaned over and held Li Yang's neck with both hands as if he was going to lift him up, but he used all his strength, and even every expression seemed to be exerting effort, but Li Yang's body remained motionless.

Huang Lizhi was panting and tried again. At this time, the door of the barbecue restaurant was pushed open.

"Is it a bad time for me to come?"

"Ouni, you must take the initiative when it's time to charge."

Song Yuqi said: "Just think about it, when Li Yang wakes up from his drunken stupor, the first thing he sees is Ouni's exhausted look after taking care of him. This scene would probably make even Sun Wukong, let alone a man, return to secular life."

"Oh, you really are." Zhao Meiyan was amused by Song Yuqi's description. When she was about to say something, she found that there was another person in the barbecue restaurant.

At the same time, Song Yuqi also discovered it.

The six eyes met, and for a moment, all three of them were stunned.

Huang Lizhi was especially embarrassed.

She was still holding Li Yang. For a moment, she didn't know whether to put him down or lift him up. They were just stuck there.

At the door, Zhao Meiyan looked like she wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to do so.

Somehow, when she looked at Huang Lizhi and thought about her conversation with Yuqi along the way, she suddenly felt as if her house had been robbed. It was very funny, but luckily she managed to hold it back.

Yuqi responded quickly and said with a smile: "Yezhi, you've been drinking a lot, I've arranged for someone to pick you up, let's go, I'll take you back to JYP."

Having said that, he walked over and hugged Huang Lizhi and left.

"But screenwriter nim," Huang Lizhi looked back as if he was a little worried.

"Don't worry, I'll take you back. I'll ask our agent to carry Li Yang back." As she spoke, Song Yuqi had already pulled Huang Lizhi open the door and left. Before closing the door, she did not forget to give Zhao Meiyan a suggestive look.

"What and what is this!"

Zhao Meiyan shook her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

She had actually managed to prepare herself mentally during this period of time, but her preparations were disrupted by a phone call from Yuqi.

Her mind told her that she shouldn't have come.

I want time to erase all this.

But with Yuqi's call, she had a reason to come, or in other words, a reason to deceive herself.

Zhao Meiyan's mind was in a mess, but the moment she saw Li Yang, her complicated thoughts instantly dissipated, and her beautiful eyes were filled with soft colors.

She turned Li Yang over with some difficulty, lifted his head and placed it on her lap.

Her messy hair fell down, and her clear and bright eyes stared at Li Yang's peaceful sleeping face, becoming more and more gentle.

She raised her slender hand, put it down, and stretched it out again. She repeated this several times before landing on Li Yang's face and caressing it gently.
She smiled with some satisfaction.

"If you weren't drunk, you could just treat me like that."

Zhao Meiyan murmured, and then she laughed again.

"Better not to!"

Zhao Meiyan wrinkled her nose and said, “Every time we meet, I can’t help but become more greedy.”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to playfully fiddle with Li Yang's lips, narrowing his eyes and smiling, "Don't drink so much in the future. When you're drunk, you won't be able to appreciate my favorite hand in front of you, right?"

Zhao Meiyan murmured, and her face turned red first.

She remembered the first time the lighter fell.

I remembered the scene where Li Yang smiled and said that it would be a waste if he didn't become a mentor.

thinking about
"Bah, what a jerk!"

Zhao Meiyan complained and said, "Some people actually like hands. What a weird fetish."

"but."

Zhao Meiyan's tone became softer and more emotional, and she said, "I don't know if there will be such an opportunity in the future!"

“It’s not a good opportunity.”

Zhao Meiyan seemed to be talking to herself, sighing and disdainful, saying: "Look at the rough skin on my face, but..."

"Why can't I see or touch enough?"

The white and tender slender hands gently stroked Li Yang's face, touching every inch of it, as if to engrave the feeling into instinct, but after a while, it finally stopped at the temple and slowly pressed.

"The elderly in my family often say that after drinking too much, they will have a headache when they wake up. If you massage this area, it can relieve a lot of the pain."

Zhao Meiyan whispered softly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Li Yang's face, her red lips moving constantly, as if she was cherishing this rare warmth, but also as if she was hesitating and struggling.

She seemed to be fighting with herself.

At the same time, the head lowered more and more, and before I knew it, the two faces seemed to be very close.
The next moment, Zhao Meiyan raised her head abruptly and distanced herself.

Then the door was pushed open.

Song Yuqi came back with a teasing smile on her face, and asked excitedly: "How is it, Miyeon, I gave you so much time, did you succeed?"

If you don't come back, I'll succeed.

Zhao Meiyan suppressed these words in her heart, and quickly said angrily: "Ah, it's time now, stop thinking about those weird things."

After saying that, he quickly stood up and said, "Come over and help, we'll take Oppa to the hotel."

"Love between men and women is natural, how can this be considered strange?"

Song Yuqi tried to defend herself somewhat unwillingly, but soon, after hearing Zhao Meiyan's next words, her eyes suddenly lit up, as bright as stars, and she hurried over to help, praising, "Ouni, it's you who finally got it."

As they spoke, the two of them carried Li Yang out together.

Fifteen minutes later.

"Unnie, try to get it tonight."

Song Yuqi cheered him up, patting her chest and gesturing, "Don't worry about the dormitory, I'm here, it'll be fine."

After saying that, he turned and went out, closing the door considerately.

"I'm really curious about what's going on in this guy's mind." Zhao Meiyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Then she turned to look at Li Yang. She suddenly felt a little nervous and expectant.

perhaps
The rice has been cooked, maybe this is really the only chance
Looking at the sleeping Li Yang, some sinful thoughts flashed through her mind, but she quickly shook them off.

"Zhao Meiyan, you are such a psychopath!"

She muttered to herself while helping Li Yang to tidy up his bedding and take off his shoes.
One of them couldn't help but kiss Li Yang on the lips.

Zhao Meiyan narrowed her eyes and showed a satisfied smile. Then she thought about it and put her face against Li Yang's chest with an expression of great enjoyment.

"I really don't want to leave this warm chest."

"Click--"

"Click--"

As the sound of high heels faded away and the door closed, Li Yang lay on the bed, and his fingers seemed to move slightly twice.

Outside the hotel.

"Ouni, you missed such a good opportunity. You are really hopeless." Song Yuqi looked at Zhao Meiyan who came out, with a look of disappointment on her face.

"Okay, let's go back. We need to focus on the stage now. Even if the results don't meet our expectations, we still have to do our last duty."

Zhao Meiyan smiled softly, gentle and virtuous.

Song Yuqi didn't know what to say, she just felt sorry for her sister and whispered, "It's okay if your career suffers a setback, but please don't lose your love too."

Zhao Meiyan heard it clearly, but did not refute. She just looked up at the night sky with her bright and clear eyes, and then slowly closed her eyes, as if she was enjoying the cool evening breeze, and a gentle smile appeared on her delicate and beautiful face.

Love is a struggle.
But love is not a shackle.

May your future always be as free as the wind!
(End of this chapter)