The Neon Tower

In the neon building, Hao Yang was sitting in front of the qin seat, gracefully waving his slender fingers and stroking the qin.The sound of the piano was crisp and sweet, which made Zhen Rong shake his head and shake his head. Yu Han tapped the palm of his hand to beat the time with the paper fan, and the two were very intoxicated.

"Haoyang is showing his ugliness..." The sound of the piano stopped, and Haoyang finished his concluding remarks in that calm and gentle voice.

"How can this be a show of ugliness? Wonderful! Terrific!! Zhen is extremely admired." As he spoke, Zhen Rong burst into warm applause.

"That's right, the song "Dancing in Chang'an" played by Haoyang has a beautiful melody and a lively rhythm, which is memorable, and it's simply haunting for three days."

"It was really praised by the two young masters... Haoyang..." He picked up the wine glass: "Toast to you two." Then he drank it all in one gulp.

"it is good!"

Zhen Rong and Yu Han also toasted to the top.

"Let me tell you, don't call us sons and sons. Yuhan dares to call Haoyang a friend and call us by their first names. You can also call us by our first names without any respect."

"That's right~ I'll call you Haoyang from now on, so you can just call me Zhen Rong."

"This..."

"That's it!" Yu Han lifted the jug, served Haoyang and Zhen Rongman, and motioned for a toast.

"What makes you so happy?" Xiaoxiangyu came in from the outside at some point and nodded to Haoyang.

"Today, I recognized a brother!" Yu Han said, raising the wine glass in his hand.

"Oh? It seems that Haoyang is very lucky to have such noble brothers as the son of Prime Minister Zhen's mansion and Prince Fan Xiaowang."

"Come~ Young Master Xiao~ We also offer you a toast. If there is anything that needs to be taken care of in the future, don't forget to help." Saying this, Yuhan stuffed the wine glass into Xiaoxiangyu's hand, touched it, and then toast.

"I heard that your father has been feeling unwell recently... is there a serious problem?" Xiaoxiangyu asked.

"It's a long story. According to the doctor, my father's illness was caused by the root cause 13 years ago. Now that I have taken medicine and given acupuncture, it should be fine."

"Although the condition is stable now, there is still a possibility of relapse. More treatment is needed. The prince is still a little chilly recently, so he needs more nourishment." Haoyang said slowly, but found a pair of eyes looking at him with wide open eyes.

"I heard it from people on the street, and I also know a little bit about medicine."

"Oh...it turns out that Haoyang even knows medical skills, which is really amazing." Yuhan drank another glass as he spoke.

"It's not great, I just know a little superficially, and it's all about playing tricks." Said, Haoyang returned a toast.

"Ah——Haoyang is biased." Zhen Rong seemed a little drunk, like a piece of plaster stuck to Haoyang's body, rubbing his face against Haoyang's shoulder, completely ignoring that someone beside him was already clenched on the corner of his clothes, burning with jealousy: "I only respect Brother Yuhan, I'm here too, why don't you even look at me...Fan Yuhan!! Are you falling in love with Haoyang and keep fighting with me?"

"Brother Zhen, did you drink too much?" Yu Han also began to feel a little over the top.

"I didn't!! Brother Yuhan, when you first came here, you stole my limelight, huh? So what~ Yuliutu, I asked myself..." Zhen Rong hiccupped: "The word practice You are amazing, but you can't compare to your talent, but!! I still treat you as my brother, I am willing to be your green leaf, but this time...you can't compete with me...hehehe... "Zhen Rong looked at Yu Han, then at Hao Yang, Hao Yang just flinched a little, and didn't dare to break free from Zhen Rong's free hand: "Do you like Hao Yang's appearance?"

"Heh... Haoyang has a pretty face, but it's not what I like, Brother Zhen, don't think too much." Yu Han leaned against the window that could see the lobby on the first floor.

"Oh? Haoyang can't charm Mr. Fan?" Xiaoxiangyu asked.

"You lied~ Then what do you like?" Zhen Rong walked towards Yu Han staggeringly.

"..." Yu Han said this to appease Zhen Rong. Although he never regarded Haoyang's appearance as that kind of object, Haoyang's appearance is really rare in the world. It's really hard to be on the same level, so I just searched for one: "Here~ that's it."

The other three looked downstairs together. It was a young man in shabby clothes, with a beard and disheveled hair, walking through the crowd to refill his cup of tea.

"Coyote?" Xiaoxiang Yu looked at it.

"Huh?????? That kid is sloppy, how can he compare with Haoyang? Don't fool me." Zhen Rong said.

"Don't worry, I have a special taste, can't you?"

"Hahahaha~ Then you prove it to me, Mr. Xiao, and make arrangements for Young Master Fan."

"Hey,,," Yu Han grabbed Zhen Rong's hand: "You've drunk too much, stop messing around."

"Oh? Does Mr. Fan despise people from our place?" Xiaoxiangyu asked doubtfully.

"No...it's just..." This is ridiculous, I'm just here to accompany someone, and I don't really want to come here to have fun, they are all male sex, how can I ask people to do it?

"Young Master Xiao~ Arrange people there as soon as possible so that...hehehe, my young master and Haoyang are alone..." As he spoke, Zhen Rong showed a wretched smile.

Xiao Xiangyu glanced at Zhen Rong, shook his head in contempt, and really went out to make arrangements.