Tracy was also puzzled, but she didn't leave, standing in front of the couch, her eyes fixed on the man leaning back on the couch.

The room was not well lit, but close enough to see the face.

is worthy of being recognized as a male god, with perfect facial features, heroic spirit, especially skin, better than women.

In addition, this figure, international male models are nothing more than that, right?

With a handsome face, a sturdy physique, and a bit of drunkenness at the moment, there is laziness and sexiness in the demon, and a glance can make people's hearts beat faster.

Tracy has also seen a lot of male stars on the plane, which is quite accustomed, and she is very repulsive to good-looking men, so she has always been heartbroken.

But the man in front of her was really a little different, and her heart jumped uncontrollably.

She furrowed her brows, glanced away, and stopped looking at him, but her face was a little hot.

"Why haven't you come yet?!" She muttered and went to open the door, where she saw Randall still standing in front of the door of the next box.

"How is the young master? ......" He turned around and saw Tracy come out, and immediately asked.

"It's okay......" Tracy shook her head, her brow furrowed, "If it's okay, I'll go first......"

"Wait a minute." Randall ran over to block her, "Please help me watch the young master here, I'll go find someone to come over!" ”

With that, he turned and ran away.

Tracy frowned, she glanced at the box next door, her eyes full of doubt: didn't you say to go next door and call someone? Why did you run away again!?

She smiled bitterly and looked back at Han Luoxuan on the sofa, feeling that tonight was really inexplicable, and she couldn't figure out why she was here? She's not a babysitter!

Thinking of this, Tracy gripped the doorknob and prepared to close the door and leave, leaving it alone.

It was at this moment that Han Luoxuan suddenly opened his eyes, he pressed his temples with a faint pain, got up and walked towards the door.

The man's steps were unsteady, swaying slightly, and his deep eyes were a little misty, as if he was very unconscious.

When he walked to the door, he held his hand on the door frame, obviously dizzy, and lowered his head to slow down.

Then, he turned his head sideways and stared at the woman next to the door, "Waiter, help me out......"

Waiter? The corners of Tracy's mouth twitched, and she couldn't help but glare at him, and she muttered, "Who's the waiter!?" If you drink to this virtue, you are not afraid of being seen by reporters, and your image will be ruined after taking a photo!

With that, she turned around and left, not going to pay attention to it, it had nothing to do with her anyway.

However, as soon as she took a step, the man behind her grabbed her arm and pulled her back with a slight force.

Tracy's eyes widened in surprise as he saw his long arms on his shoulders and two-thirds of his body weight resting on hers.

And, as a matter of course, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Let's go......"

"Where are you going?" The man's hot breath was close to the strong smell of alcohol, and Tracy held her breath, feeling uncomfortable, and pushed her hands up and down consciously.

However, she knew that he was not sober and mistook her for a waitress at a bar.

"Let's ......," the man did not answer, motioning to her.

Tracy had no choice but to be forced to walk forward, and the light in the bar was dim along the way, and Han Luoxuan lowered his head again, but he didn't attract the side eyes of others.

Originally, Tracy kept an eye on Randall, but she didn't see him along the way, and after walking through the corridor, Han Luoxuan went directly down from the VIP elevator.