Cannon fodder tore the fake young master Script [MTL]

Ch 172 - Kiss Until You Agree

"Mingwei, what number is the box you booked?"

Qi Lin didn't seem to hear what his classmates were asking. He put his hands in the pockets of his coat, turned his head, and asked Zhan Mingwei's box number.

Qi Lin had only relieved him before, and when he heard Qi Lin's question, how could he not know that Qi Lin did not intend to participate in Xiang Tian's topic. Zhan Mingwei immediately replied, "At A606. Right in front."

Zhan Mingwei and Qi Lin walked in front, and the male students in the back looked at each other and discussed with each other in low voices.

"Brother Qi was not happy just now?"

"Aren't you happy? Oops! What else is there to say? It's you, just because a man confessed to you, and your sexuality was suspected, can you be happy?"

"Blame me, I was so quick just now!"

"I'll turn the page on this matter. Anyway, none of us did it on purpose. But remember it later, don't mention that person in front of Brother Qi."

"Well, yes, yes. Don't mention it, don't mention it."

Zhan Mingwei originally walked with Qi Lin in the front, but he quickly realized that Qi Lin didn't seem to have to lead the way at all.

Zhan Mingwei's heart skipped a beat, Qi Lin must have been here before, right? Before that, when he was pretending to be in front of everyone at the door, Qi Lin didn't say a word, just watched him pretend in front of his classmates? What was he thinking at the time, was he watching his jokes there at the time?

Thinking of this, Zhan Mingwei quickened his pace a little, he stepped forward, and asked tentatively, "Brother Qi, have you been to 'Yefang' before?"

Qi Lin's mind changed a little, and he guessed what Zhan Mingwei wanted to ask. He stopped and said in a low voice, "I haven't been here before, why?"

Zhan Mingwei smiled, "No, I seem to be quite familiar with this place."

Qi Lin took one of his hands out of his pocket and pointed to one of the room numbers, "Isn't this area A?"

Zhan Ming was stunned. It turned out to be guessed by the room number.

"Oh, yes, yes."

Zhan Mingwei secretly mocked himself for being over-hearted, it seemed that he was blaming others at fault.

When I was about to walk to the door of the box, I heard excited roars from the next door——

"Sing a song, sing a song!"

"Mr. Sun!!! Sing a song! President Sun, sing a song!"

"Xiao Tian, ​​what song do you like to listen to?"

Zhan Mingwei: "!!!"

What the hell! Why does this voice sound familiar?

Qi Lin stood at the door of the private room and asked Zhan Mingwei, "Is this the private room?"

Zhan Mingwei was absent-minded, "Oh, yes. It's this one"

Hold!

what the hell...

No, it's such a coincidence, right?

…

Sun Qi arrived at the private room, and not long after he sat down, he was coaxed by everyone and sang a song.

On occasions like singing K in the private room, unless it's a party with friends, Sun Qi rarely sings. Don't look at him looking like a peach blossom. He just opens his screen in front of familiar people. As for the other people, sorry, he doesn't have that much face.