Why Are You Blushing?

After the dinner, Vasilia and the staff left the restaurant.

She received a phone call.

By the time she got to the gate, the staff had already left.

She was about to call a taxi when a voice came from behind her.

“Excuse me.”

Vasilia turned around.

The man looked familiar.

On second thought, he seemed to be the man standing next to Harvey just now.

“What is it?” She asked hesitantly.

Eric smiled and adjusted his tie, as if he cared about his image.

He was about to introduce himself.

Vasilia tilted her head to look at him.

Eric drank a bit too much tonight. He was not very lucid. So he made himself look like a babbling drunk.

He tried to maintain his manners. But there was no hiding the smell of alcohol.

Finally, he took out his cell phone in shame, “Can you add my WeChat?”

So that was his intention.

“…”

Although Vasilia was single, she had not degenerated so much as to be interested in an alcoholic.

When she was about to politely decline, a man’s voice came from behind her.

“Excuse me.”

The voice was very pleasant. It was clear as a mountain spring.

After listening to the drunkard’s rambling chatter, the sudden appearance of the voice made her feel a bit anticipated.

Vasilia turned around.

The man in the white shirt leaned against his black car. He held a cigarette at his fingertips. Its orange light flickering.

The evening breeze blew gently. He gently flicked the ash and exhaled a cloud of smoke from his thin lips.

Pale white smoke shrouded his face. For a moment, it was hard to see his expression clearly.

Seeing them both look over, Harvey stubbed out the cigarette and tossed it in the trash.

He opened the car door and said lightly to Vacilia, “I’ll give you a ride.”

Vacilia’s eyes lit up.

The neighbor of 1401 was indeed warm.

She really wanted to get out of here right now.

After all, dealing with an alcoholic was risky.

She never liked to talk too much to alcoholics for fear that they might do something stupid.

Vacilia took a few steps forward and winked gratefully at Harvey.

“Thank you.”

The man let her in.

Until then, Eris looked at Harvey incredulously.

What did he mean?

Intercept?

Harvey went over to look at him, “Aren’t you going home?”

“What do you mean?” Eric was annoyed.

“You’ve drunk too much. Don’t scare the girl.” Harvey said.

Eric also knew that he drank a little too much tonight.

But it looked like something was wrong.

He wanted to say more, but Harvey didn’t give him the chance.

As Harvey had called a designated driver to drive for him, he got into the car and drove away, leaving Eric alone at the scene.

He closed his eyes to rest in the backseat.

Vacilia glanced over.

The man had a straight nose and long eyelashes. The shape of his lips was beautiful. He was a person who looked extremely cold, but at this moment he was resting, his thin lips were slightly moist. It should be pleasant to kiss on them.

When Vasilia realized that she was thinking too far, she wanted to slap herself.

She was really too much. To take a ride on the man’s hitchhiker and still have such dishonest thoughts about him.

Just when Vasilia was ashamed, the man slowly opened his eyes.

He took off his gold-rimmed glasses.

“Eric drank too much tonight. But he didn’t mean any harm. Don’t worry,” he said.

Vasilia realized that he was talking to her. Not at all. Thank you for helping me. Otherwise I wouldn’t know what to do.”

“Such a situation is indeed very dangerous. The next time you are confronted with such an alcoholic’s entanglement, you can tell that your friend is nearby and contact him as soon as possible.”

Vasilia was startled, “Can you give me any other suggestions?”

“Why?” Harvey looked over.

“I… don’t have a boyfriend.”

He chuckled, “Then pretend you have.”

“…”