Song Shijun patted him on the shoulder, and this time it was him who comforted him, "You can't be envious."
Zhang Yun raised his hands angrily, called the waiter, and ordered a few bottles of expensive wine.
Song Shijun rolled his eyes at him, "I've ordered three bottles, can't I finish them?"
Although they both had good drinking abilities, they had no intention of going home drunk.
Zhang Yun snorted, "Who said you have to finish the drink? If you can't finish it, I'll pack it up and leave!"
Song Shijun, “…”
He gave Zhang Yun a thumbs up.
Zhang Yun was proud.
…
On the other side, in the car.
Han Qiqing was still chatting about the bowling game she had just played, and vividly talked about how she hit the ball.
"Haha, I didn't expect that I have talent in this area! It's a pity that you didn't see it, I'm really awesome!"
There was a slight smile on Han Yuexiu's always stern face.
He said softly, "Well, next time I will take you to play and see with your own eyes."
Han Qiqing immediately geared up, "Okay, I will definitely show you how good I am! By the way, brother, can you play bowling?"
Han Yuexiu said, "When I was studying in the United States, people there were very interested in this and played it once or twice."
Han Qiqing asked with interest, "So how did you play? Have you ever hit a perfect score?"
Han Yuexiu recalled, "It seems... not difficult."
Han Qiqing showed a little regret, "I thought I could beat you... That's right. You are so smart and have good motor skills. You must be able to learn it after a while, right?"
Han Yuexiu smiled and said nothing.
Then, Han Qiqing talked about how Song Shijun told Zhang Yun and his gang about their affairs.
She had to report this to him.
Han Yuexiu nodded slightly, "He is very good to you."
Han Qiqing smiled happily, "Of course, we are best friends! We are both trying to hurt each other!"
We happened to hit a red light. Han Qiqing kept staring at his face, suddenly thought of something, pouted slightly, and asked him, "Hey, Shijun and I have such a good relationship, aren't you jealous at all?"
At least to outsiders, she and Shijun seemed to be a couple.
She thought her brother would be at least a little jealous.
Who knew, there wasn't.
Is his expression too calm
Han Qiqing really wanted to see him jealous, so she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Han Yuexiu put his hands on the steering wheel and looked sideways at her, with tenderness in his deep eyes.
"I know you only regard him as a good friend. If you want anything, you already have it, right?"
Han Qiqing pouted and said, "It's so boring to date a rational man like you."
Han Yuexiu smiled and shook her hand.
"Want to go home to eat or eat out?"
Han Qiqing said, "How do you know I haven't eaten yet? Maybe I just ate with Shijun and the others?"
He said, "I know you want to eat with me."
Han Qiqing felt like she was seen through by him.
She stared at him and said, "It seems like you know what I'm thinking, but I often don't know what you're thinking."
There is a feeling of being crushed by IQ.
Green light.
Han Yuexiu restarted the car, glanced at her and said, "Just know that I'm thinking of you."
Han Qiqing was overwhelmed by his sweet words.
"I find... you are becoming more and more good at talking about love."
He said, "You teach well."
These words made Han Qiqing extremely happy.
She said, "I'm hungry. I can't hold on until I get home. Let's eat outside, anywhere."
(End of chapter)