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A sudden straight ball hit Fang Juexia's heart.
He didn't expect that Pei Tingsong's freestyle would end with such a sentence, so grand, straightforward, and obscure.
The heart was so full, and coffee started to make trouble.
In any case, he seemed to be unable to escape Pei Tingsong's palm.
The cafe’s music salon ended at 5:30 in the afternoon, and Caledo returned to the second floor, waiting for the fans to leave under the arrangement of the staff. A few big boys clapped on the window glass and waved to the fans who went home. Ling Yi opened the window and shouted at them, "Be careful on the way back." As if they were not idols, but ordinary friends, please come. Sing as a guest and chat.
They left smoothly after dark. Cheng Qiang fulfilled his promise and took six young boys to an expensive Japanese-style yakiniku restaurant to eat barbecue.
"Wow, Brother Qiang has spent his money today."
"That's great. I want to eat a lot of wagyu today!"
Go and sit down in the private room where you’ve set your place early. There is a long table with seven tatami mats. Jiang Miao, Lu Yuan, and He Ziyan sit in a row, Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia, and Ling Yi sit opposite them, and Xiao Wen sits at the innermost. On the other end, Cheng Qiang took a cushion and sat down on the outside end. "This throne will be left to me. You can order it. The boss will come, but the meeting will be held for your seniors temporarily. It is estimated that it will be later. We. Let’s celebrate internally."
"Brother Qiang, I will save you money." After Ling Yi took the menu, he ordered as crazy as he hadn't eaten meat for hundreds of years, and Cheng Qiang's eyes widened.
"A little bar." Lu Yuan yelled, "I haven't had a drink for a long time, I'm a little greedy."
"Just a little bit, happy today, all have a drink."
The dishes were brought up slowly. Cheng Qiang poured himself a glass of wine and filled all six of them. "Come here, we haven't had a dinner party for a long time. Let's have a drink first."
Pei Tingsong was really worried about Fang Juexia's alcohol intake, so he didn't pour him a glass of strawberry wine. It seemed that the alcohol was not high, so it should be fine. He also knew that he didn't believe it, so he didn't drink high-quality wine either.
"This is delicious." After the toast, Fang Juexia turned to Pei Tingsong with the small cup.
Pei Tingsong sandwiched a fried dumpling for him, "Drink less, I can't eat anything for a while."
Cheng Qiang slapped the table with emotion, "We have really experienced a lot in the past six months. But gradually it's getting better and better. So, hard work will definitely have results."
"Yes!" Xiaowen was the most supportive.
Lu Yuan said: "Let's not just work hard."
He Ziyan smiled and said, "We are so handsome!"
"Hahahahaha shamelessly." Ling Yi laughed while eating meat.
Cheng Qiang pulled the topic back, "Today, our celebration party, although very young, is our own people. But there are many good things. The first one is our "Last Summer", which is the number one sales this month! Applause!"
Everyone put down their chopsticks and applauded together.
Fang Juexia was still a little slow, "Are you number one?"
Pei Tingsong laughed, "You are still disconnected from the Internet."
"There is a second good thing. You already know it. Congratulations to Caledo for being nominated by BMA! I looked at the list and there are four nominations, which have broken the history of the boy group!"
"Wow!" This news obviously made Kaledo more happy than the one just now. Although it was only a nomination, it was already very, very affirmative for an idol boy group.
Especially for this group of boys who love music.
"Oh my God, can we participate in the awards at the end of the year?"
"I'm so excited, I will start writing my acceptance speech now."
"You kid remember it for me, the first one is to thank the agent." Cheng Qiang pointed to himself and said.
Jiang Miao poured another glass of wine for Cheng Qiang, as if deliberately reminding him, dragged the topic back, "Brother Qiang, what about the third one?"
"The third thing is—" Cheng Qiang clapped his hands outside the door, and sat on the tatami with an expression full of control. As a result, the seven people waited with him, and the atmosphere suddenly became embarrassing.
"Huh?" Cheng Qiang stood up and opened the door, "Why didn't you hear my signal?"
"Oh oh oh sorry." The waiter came in from the door with a very delicate cake in his hand.
"The third good thing is that we think Xia is about to celebrate her birthday." Cheng Qiang sat down again, "Although the clock hasn't been turned, but tomorrow night Ling Yi and Lu Yuan have another itinerary, and I have to follow it. If we don’t get together late, let’s spend it together today."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yi clapped his hands and led everyone to sing a happy birthday song. Pei Tingsong took the birthday hat from the waiter's hand. It was worn on Fang Juexia's head like a small crown.
Fang Juexia didn't expect it at all. Recently, he has been busy with new albums, with publicity and various activities. He has forgotten his birthday a long time ago.
It turns out that everyone remembers.
"Happy birthday to Juexia in advance!"
Ling Yi quickly took the opportunity to say: "The birthday present I gave you is already on your bedside table!"
Lu Yuan also nodded, "Me too, I've prepared everything for you in advance."
"Thank you." Fang Juexia's always calm face brought some pleasant expressions. He was not very good at expressing, so he poured himself a glass of pink strawberry wine, toasted everyone, and kept saying thank you.
Everyone chatted while eating, chatting from private life to gossip in the entertainment circle, eating melons and eating melons. For a while, which two celebrities were in love with the crew because of the drama, and for a while it was a struggle for the rights of big companies.
Jiang Miao was a worrisome life, holding a small tongs to give everyone a barbecue, almost eating, and another wave of orders. Later, they began to punch and play alcohol.
After eating the meat, Cheng Qiang drank a little, his face flushed, and the chicken soup time, which was late, started. Everyone was cared about by him. Finally, he took the sloshing wine glass and went to hit Fang Juexia. Like an old father, he said to him: "Jexia, you have to remember in the future, do you know how much you need to rely on us? Don’t carry everything alone, how uncomfortable."
Fang Juexia was also a little dizzy with the accumulation of strawberry wine cups. He nodded, and his mind became even more dizzy, "Um..."
"Yes, Juexia." He Ziyan said, "Although we are not particularly reliable..."
Ling Yi preemptively said: "Who said that, I can compose it reliably."
Jiang Miao smiled and looked at him, "But we are your teammates. So if you have a difficult time, you can rely on each of us."
Pei Tingsong agreed very much, tilting his head on Fang Juexia's shoulder, "That's right."
When Fang Juexia was leaned by him, the whole person leaned over, holding a half glass of strawberry wine in his hand, and spilled all on Ling Yi.
"Ohhhhh!"
He Ziyan craned his neck, "He seems to be drunk..."
Lu Yuan frowned, "This is too fast."
Pei Tingsong hurriedly pulled Fang Juexia up, and when he looked at the table, he almost drank two-thirds of the bottle of strawberry wine, "No, why are you drinking so hard?"
Fang Juexia had already smirked, "Barbecue, it's a bit salty... This, it's sweet."
It's over.
Pei Tingsong immediately returned to the day when Shang Sirui had a drink in the hotel, and now he feels a little bit painful when he thinks about it.
Fang Juexia became a child as soon as he drank, and he dared to do anything. He had to think of a way to take him away, so as not to say anything that would make him regret it when he gets up tomorrow.
"Brother Qiang, call you." Jiang Miao grabbed Cheng Qiang's arm.
"Oh, oh phone," Cheng Qiang sat upright and picked up his cell phone. As soon as he saw Chen Zhengyun, he happily answered, "Boss, we are still here, we are almost eating."
"Ah, you are determined, yes, yes, I will take them there."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Qiang ate another peanut stuffed with vinegar, "So what, the boss just finished it, and he has packaged a KTV luxury box for you, and your brothers have also gone. Let’s play together. I won’t be tonight. Back to the dormitory."
"Yeah! I want to play with Sansan!"
"I finally have my part this time!"
Fang Juexia was confused, listening to KTV, a little excited, "Sing? Do you want to sing?" His tongue was knotted a little, and he spoke vaguely like a child, "I, I can sing."
"Knowing that you can sing." Pei Tingsong helped him, "Are you dizzy? Isn't it uncomfortable."
Fang Juexia wanted to say that he was not dizzy, but he shook his head and felt dizzy again, so he didn't know whether he was dizzy, so he hummed twice.
What does hum mean. Pei Tingsong couldn't laugh or cry.
"Let's go."
After tidying up, they called the car and prepared to go downstairs. Pei Tingsong supported Fang Juexia all the way, just like supporting a small white snake with no legs, walking crookedly and tremblingly every step of the way.
"Brother Qiang, he was so drunk, he was too choking after passing by, and he might be uncomfortable for a while."
Cheng Qiang drank a little too much, and touched Xinli Yuancun, "Really? Ah, that, that..."
Pei Tingsong embraced Fang Juexia and asked him to lean on him, "I'll take him back."
Jiang Miao asked him, "Then you are not going either?"
"I happen to be a little uncomfortable." Pei Tingsong casually said a reason. Who knows this reason was heard by the drunk Fang Juexia, "Uncomfortable? Why are you uncomfortable, let me see... hiccups."
He became milky and milky when he drank, sticking to Pei Tingsong's body recklessly, hugging his arm, like a clingy kitten.
"You can stop for a while, ancestor." Pei Tingsong tugged at him, feeling the cabinet door tottering.
"You're so fierce." Fang Juexia was suddenly angry, blushing and aggrieved, "You don't like..."
Pei Tingsong immediately covered his mouth, "I was wrong, I was wrong."
I like you, I like you very much.
Pei Tingsong squeezed his sweat over his tattered cabinet door.
Ling Yi who was on the side was a little surprised, "It turns out that Xia would become like this when he was drunk..."
Lu Yuan sighed, "How good are you when you are drunk and still your relatives."
The car that had been called in advance was late, Cheng Qiang confessed to Pei Tingsong with his tongue out, and then sat in. Pei Tingsong half held Fang Juexia and nodded, the stupid guy in his arms extended his arms and said goodbye to them obediently. . Soon their car came, and it took Pei Tingsong a lot of work to drag Fang Juexia up, and he was grunting all the way, vomiting, and hugging.
Fortunately, the taxi driver is a middle-aged uncle, who has never known or doubted their identity.
Taking care of a drunk person is really hard, Pei Tingsong exhausted all the hard work and finally dragged him home. Only two of them are left in the dormitory. Fang Juexia sat on the small stool in the hallway, yelling dizzy, Pei Tingsong squatted halfway, taking off his canvas shoes and putting them away. Every time Fang Juexia got drunk, their identities seemed to be reversed. Pei Tingsong became an older brother, and Fang Juexia became a naive younger brother.
He also enjoys this swap occasionally.
"Sleepy, I want to sleep." Fang Juexia rubbed her eyes.
"Sleep now?"
"I want to sleep!"
"Good, good." Pei Ting Song couldn't help him. Knowing this guy's drunk temper, he picked him up and carried him into the room, putting him on his always clean sheet without a trace of wrinkles. Bed.
"Sleep, we think Xia is going to sleep." While coaxing, he spread the quilt for Fang Juexia, "I'll get you wet the towel and wipe your face."
"Don't go." Fang Juexia bit every word very hard, grabbing his arm with her hand, and her strength suddenly increased, "Don't go, I like you, you accompany me."
Pei Tingsong was stunned by the bed.
Fang Juexia's face was red, her hands were hot, she smiled stupidly, and she was beautiful, "I want... I want..."
Pei Tingsong bent his body and reached out to stroke his forehead, "What do you want?"
"You!" His eyes were shining brightly by the bedside lamp, like stars, and he lifted the quilt obediently and pulled Pei Tingsong up, "You sleep with me, okay?"
Having already offered such an invitation, Pei Tingsong felt that he would no longer agree to it, it was simply Liu Xiahui.
"Then... If I want to dirty your bed," he lay down, face to face with Fang Juexia, and rubbed his face, "Will you mind?"
Fang Juexia kissed him on the lips, then hiccuped childishly, confidently and logically.
"You messed me up, I, I didn't blame you either."