Zhang Fan waved his hand knowingly, "I didn't mention the incident ten years ago, so don't think too much about it!"
"What time is it?" Jiang Beiyuan's eyebrows were as clear as the bright moon.
"ah?"
Jiangbeiyuan: "Forget it."
"Five-thirty, five-thirty, it's okay if you go later!" Zhang Fan said quickly.
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan didn't say anything, but suddenly stood up, stood in front of Zhang Fan and leaned down slightly, groping with one hand towards his trouser pocket.
Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously raised his hands!
The refreshing mint scent on this man's body was still the same as before, making his mouth dry, his head dizzy, his breathing difficult, and his tongue began to get knotted...
"I, I, I admit it! I seem to like you a little!"
Jiang Beiyuan took out the cigarette case and lighter from Zhang Fan's pocket and sat down again.
Zhang Fan: “…”
Jiangbeiyuan hasn't smoked for a long time.
Holding the cigarette between his slender fingers, he puffed out the smoke. The bluish-white smoke rings reflected the scarlet in his eyes.
It was a deep wound, and there were worries that no one could understand, like the strong grass growing on the cliff. The wind, rain and snow were buried by him, and the bitterness and pain were buried deepest by him.
Zhang Fan stood there, pursed his lips, and scratched his neck. His mind was full of annoyance, and he felt as if he had been bombed.
"That sentence was just a joke, don't think too much about it!!"
Jiang Beiyuan didn't seem to hear what he just said at all. He moved his long fingers and the ash fell to the ground, along with his somewhat clear voice:
"Let's go, I'll be alone."
"Oh...then, remember to go there at night, don't be too lazy!"
Jiangbeiyuan did not reply to him.
Zhang Fan raised his hand and touched his nose, quickly turned around and left without asking for trouble.
…
Five p.m.
VIP box on the top floor of Huangtian Hotel.
This is a large private room about half the size of a football field. It is bright, magnificent, and very beautifully decorated. In the middle is a huge round table filled with dishes and delicacies. The two sides are empty, with sofas, coffee tables, and billiard tables. and other facilities.
On the left is a KTV where you can order songs, and on the right is a bar with a variety of sake, white wine and red wine on display above the shelves.
Xu Kuangjie, Chen Shuo, Gao Wei and Zhao Quan were all there.
Jiangbeiyuan hasn't come yet.
There is a surgery at Zhang Fan Hospital, so I haven’t come here yet.
Chen Shuo took a bottle of red wine from the top of the wine rack, poured it into the cocktail, and mixed it. The two wines produced a strange chemical reaction and turned into a bright blue-green color after the collision.
Xu Kuangjie leaned on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth, staring at the bubbling glass of unknown liquid, his thick eyebrows furrowed.
"What is this crap?!"
Chen Shuo shook the wine holder and smiled, "I named it Blue Enchantress. It's a strong liquor made from two highest-concentration liquors mixed together."
"Haha, the wine is strong, how could you let Lao Jiang drink it into his stomach?"
"If you are still not convinced that you are stupid, of course I will pour it into the yogurt and give it to Lao Jiang!"
Hear the words.
Xu Kuangjie couldn't help but give Chen Shuo a thumbs up, "It seems like you haven't been picking up girls all these years abroad!"
"But... who gave the yogurt to Lao Jiang?"
Zhao Quan, who was playing billiards, spoke and hit the point directly.
Upon hearing this, Gao Wei hurriedly shook his head, "Don't look for me anyway. I stutter when I lie. Lao Jiang is so shrewd, I will definitely not be able to stand in his eyes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice that was as cold as heaven and earth suddenly sounded from behind Gao Wei: "What are you stuttering about?"
(End of chapter)