Spring Dream Leaves No Trace, Drunken Oolong Breaks the Ice

Fan Binbin watched Zhou Yan drink one cup after another, feeling very sorry for him.

Before long, Zhou Yan got drunk.

"You all keep drinking, I'll take Zhou Yan back first," Fan Binbin said to the others and helped him back to his room.

"Sister Binbin, let me toast you."

Li Binbin was not spared either; the group of martial arts practitioners were really good drinkers.

Soon, Li Binbin also became somewhat drunk, clearly having consumed too much alcohol.

"No, no, I can't drink anymore," Li Binbin waved her hand, refusing everyone's toasts. She really couldn't drink anymore.

This is the first time the cast and crew of "Young Justice Bao" have drunk so much.

This was not the case during the New Year's Eve period or the Spring Festival period.

"Sister Binbin, let me take you home to rest," the makeup artist said decisively when she saw the situation.

As a woman herself, only she was able to stand up.

"Hmm," Li Binbin said, already quite tipsy.

The makeup artist helped Li Binbin up and escorted her back to her dormitory.

Their dinner party was right next to the dormitory, very close by.

As soon as Li Binbin stepped out the door, a gust of wind made his stomach churn violently.

"Ugh," Li Binbin immediately vomited.

"Binbin, are you alright?" The makeup artist's face was full of worry as she hurriedly patted the other person's back.

After vomiting, Li Binbin continued walking forward.

The makeup artist rushed forward and helped the other person up.

"What's wrong with Sister Binbin?" Fan Binbin had just come downstairs when she saw Li Binbin returning drunk, and her face showed surprise.

"She's had too much to drink, I'll take her back," the makeup artist said.

"I'll take her home," Fan Binbin said, taking her from the makeup artist.

"Okay," the makeup artist handed Li Binbin over to Fan Binbin.

Fan Binbin helped Li Binbin to the dormitory entrance.

"Sister Binbin, where are your keys?" Fan Binbin couldn't help but ask.

"Sister Binbin?"

Fan Binbin called out again, but there was no response.

"Never mind," Fan Binbin said helplessly. Since he was leaving tomorrow anyway, he might as well let the other person sleep at his place for one night.

Fan Binbin helped Li Binbin into his room.

"Sister Binbin, you should get some rest," Fan Binbin said, helping Li Binbin remove her soiled clothes and throwing them into the bathroom.

Fan Binbin then walked out of the room and headed to Zhou Yan's residence.

Now that Li Binbin is back, she doesn't want to go back.

I might as well just stay at Zhou Yan's place for one night.

……

Around midnight, Zhou Yan woke up thirsty, his mouth dry. He drank a large glass of water in a daze and then went to the toilet by the light outside.

"I wonder if Binbin is asleep or not," Zhou Yan said absentmindedly, suddenly wanting to go to Fan Binbin's place.

After using the restroom, Zhou Yan went directly to Fan Binbin's residence.

"Click," Zhou Yan casually turned the knob and opened the door.

It wasn't locked from the inside at all.

"Why isn't it locked?" Zhou Yan wondered, but didn't think too much about it.

I thought the other person had forgotten.

Zhou Yan entered the room without turning on the lights.

The streetlights outside were very bright, so things could still be seen clearly inside, though it was somewhat dim.

At this moment, a woman with long, flowing hair was lying on Fan Binbin's bed, covering her face.

Zhou Yan didn't think twice, quickly took off his clothes, and crawled into bed.

"Binbin," Zhou Yan said, pulling the other person into a hug and getting into action.

During this period, I was not only busy filming, but also designing martial arts moves, so I was extremely busy.

Therefore, he had almost no time to be intimate with Fan Binbin, and he accumulated a lot of resentment.

Now that filming has wrapped up, and Li Binbin, who lives next door, knows about his relationship with Fan Binbin, what is there to worry about?

Let's get hyped!

Li Binbin was in a daze, only feeling someone kissing him.

At that moment, Li Binbin thought he was dreaming.

He opened his eyes and found it was Zhou Yan.

"It really is a dream," Li Binbin was even more certain that he was dreaming.

"How many times have I dreamed about this guy?" Li Binbin said, somewhat dazed.

This wasn't the first time she had dreamed of Zhou Yan.

To be precise, ever since that injury, she has dreamed about Zhou Yan every now and then.

At first, the dream was quite normal, and Zhou Yan gave him a massage.

But later, whether it was subconscious influence or because he developed feelings for Zhou Yanxin, he didn't know.

The story between Li Binbin and Zhou Yan begins in a dream.

At first, Li Binbin was somewhat dazed.

But I got used to it later.

Since it's just a dream and doesn't violate any morals or laws, nobody will know.

The saying "a fleeting dream leaves no trace" perfectly describes this situation.

As long as you don't tell anyone, no one else will know.

So in her later dreams, she began to act without any restraint!

This time, Li Binbin did the same, wrapping his arms around Zhou Yan's neck, taking the initiative.

She felt that one advantage of dreaming was that it allowed her to be unrestrained.

Zhou Yan found it strange; Fan Binbin seemed a little different tonight.

Could it be that I've had too much to drink and it's just my imagination?

Definitely!

Gradually, Li Binbin realized something was wrong.

Why is this dream so unusually long?

It felt incredibly real.

……

The next day, footsteps and voices could be heard outside.

Filming has wrapped up, and people have begun to leave one after another.

Some rushed to catch the train, while others took a plane.

Those who live nearby can take a car.

Zhou Yan was awakened by the noise outside.

"What time is it?" Zhou Yan was still half asleep when he subconsciously looked at the bedside table. There was an alarm clock on the bedside table in his room, which he usually used.

There was indeed an alarm clock on the bedside table, but it wasn't his; it belonged to Fan Binbin.

"Is this Binbin's room?" Zhou Yan vaguely remembered that he had indeed come to see Fan Binbin that night.

I never left after that.

"Is it almost nine o'clock?"

"Binbin, it's time to get up," Zhou Yan said, looking at "Fan Binbin" beside him.

At this moment, Fan Binbin had her back to him, her hair was messy, and her body was hidden under the quilt.

At first glance, I really didn't recognize it.

"Get ready, let's go downstairs for breakfast," Zhou Yan said, nudging Fan Binbin when he saw that Fan Binbin wasn't moving.

Li Binbin, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up with a start, his eyes wide open.

He froze on the spot.

Seeing that Fan Binbin didn't move, Zhou Yan hugged him from behind.

"Binbin, stop sleeping."

"Huh?" Zhou Yan suddenly paused.

Not right.

Something's nine out of ten wrong.

As for what's wrong...

The feel is off.

They also differ in size.

Zhou Yan was startled.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhou Yan hurriedly released the other person.

I thought some minor actor had come to my door on their own initiative!

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it any longer, Li Binbin had no choice but to turn around.

"Sister Binbin?" Zhou Yan was truly stunned when she saw the other person's figure.

What are you doing here?

Zhou Yan was very puzzled.

Isn't this Fan Binbin's room?

Did I go to the wrong place?

Looking around at the familiar surroundings, Li Binbin realized that this was Fan Binbin's bedroom.

"Yeah, how did I get here?" Li Binbin tried hard to recall what happened last night.

Unfortunately, I can't remember anything.

"I don't know," Li Binbin said, also unsure how he ended up here.

"Where's Binbin?" Zhou Yan asked.

"Don't ask me anything right now, my mind is a bit of a mess," Li Binbin said, his thoughts truly in disarray.

But she was certain of one thing.

What happened last night is real; it wasn't a dream.

Thinking of this, Li Binbin looked at Zhou Yan with a complicated expression.

Zhou Yan felt a tightness in her chrysanthemum as she looked at Li Binbin's resentful eyes.