Fortunately, Jiang Xingzhou has a low alcohol tolerance and can get drunk even with beer.
After opening a few more bottles, Jiang Xingzhou was full of wine. After all, he had eaten before drinking. But now his head started to feel dizzy.
"Don't just drink, eat some skewers." He took a new bottle of skewers from Yang Songbai with a painful look on his face. "Drinking so much is useless. It will only fill your stomach. You will have to go to the toilet at night."
Yang Songbai glanced at the beer on the table. Apart from the unfinished bottles in the hands of the two men, there were still two unopened bottles left.
He looked at the empty bottles placed in front of the two people again, and suddenly felt guilty.
There were eight bottles, Jiang Xingzhou drank five and he drank three himself.
The bottle in his hand is the fourth bottle, which he has just finished half of. The one in Jiang Xingzhou's hand next to him is the sixth bottle, which he just opened.
Yang Songbai suddenly felt guilty, and while Jiang Xingzhou was drinking, he quietly took the empty bottle from the table and put it on the ground, and took the opportunity to put two more bottles on his side.
"Eat, eat, eat."
After eating a bunch of skewers, Yang Songbai looked at the little bit left in his bottle and immediately raised the bottle to clink with Jiang Xingzhou: "This bottle is finished, and we each have one bottle left. After we finish, let's go back to sleep."
Jiang Xingzhou frowned. Yang Songbai was playing him.
Yang Songbai had only one sip left, as he had just opened the bottle.
He went up and hit me with a hammer. Jiang Xingzhou complained: "You are pouring me wine. Let's see, can we do the same thing?"
He pointed at the empty bottles on the ground and said, "There are so many empty bottles. How many did you drink?"
Jiang Xingzhou shook his head and checked the placement of the empty bottles on the ground again. Only then did he realize that Yang Songbai was such a shameless guy.
"I'm fucking drunk, not stupid." Jiang Xingzhou was immediately furious and realized that this guy was just trying to get him drunk.
"I'll finish this bottle, and the remaining two bottles are yours. Don't play tricks on me."
Yang Songbai: “…”
The plan was exposed.
He gritted his teeth and continued to play dirty: "Brother, you are my brother, you know, I have a flight tomorrow, if I get drunk and miss the plane, it will be terrible."
"Fuck, I don't believe your excuse. It's fine if you use it once, but you plan to use it all night."
"No, brother, Jiang, I really have a flight tomorrow."
Jiang Xingzhou seemed to have caught a blind spot again. Yang Songbai never said it would be tomorrow morning.
"What time is your flight tomorrow?"
Yang Songbai broke out in a cold sweat, he was discovered.
His flight is at noon tomorrow.
He said vaguely: "Ah, what time can we have? Let's have a drink tomorrow. Let's not talk about anything else. Let's drink, drink, drink."
Jiang Xingzhou: “…”
Yang Songbai: “.”
"How about we drink some white wine?"
Jiang Xingzhou glanced over and said, "Aren't you worried that you won't be able to catch the plane tomorrow?"
Yang Songbai: “.”
"Just tell me, what do you want?"
Yang Songbai: "Nothing, just asking how far you and your girlfriend have progressed."
"Not a girlfriend."
"Okay, okay," Yang Songbai said perfunctorily, "So what is your relationship with your roommate now?"
"What kind of relationship could it be? What else could it be other than roommates?" Jiang Xingzhou shook his head. After drinking another bottle of wine, his mind was really a little unclear.
"No, I saw you two get along pretty well in the video. You are so close to each other, so you should get the upper hand. How can a single man and a single woman not make any progress?" Yang Songbai was shocked.
Jiang Xingzhou was stunned for a moment. To be honest, there was some progress.
They have already come out holding hands to eat and take a walk.
Oh, and I hugged her today.
Yang Songbai saw Jiang Xingzhou in a daze and waved his hand in front of him: "Hey, hey, hey, what are you thinking about?"
"Could this really be the case?" Yang Songbai became vaguely excited.
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
"Okay, okay, if you don't want to talk about it, forget it. Oh, by the way, is your roommate good-looking?"
Jiang Xingzhou nodded.
Song Dynasty porcelain is not only beautiful, but also cute.
"The last time I watched your video, your roommate seemed to speak in a very soft voice. Could she be a cute girl? And she doesn't look too tall either."
Jiang Xingzhou became a little unhappy: "How do you know so much?"
"You're anxious, you're anxious." Yang Songbai was instantly revived to full health. Look, look, this protective look of his child. He was dissatisfied after just saying a few words.
He felt that at this point he was ready to report his mission to the organization.
"I'm not in a hurry," Jiang Xingzhou brushed away Yang Songbai's fingers.
Yang Songbai: "Then answer me honestly, what is your attitude towards your roommate
You've been helping me with so much without even knowing me, and now you're using your own face to gain popularity. Isn't this too much for friends?"
I heard what Jiang Xingzhou said in the group before, he and Song Ci were not very familiar with each other at first, but just because he helped move things once, he started to suggest that Song Ci become a food blogger.
To be honest, it’s not a big deal. We all live together, so it’s just a small favor and I’ll just help.
But later on, he gradually started to appear in other people's videos, and finally they even got to the point where they pretended to be a couple.
No matter how you look at it, this has already gone beyond the line between ordinary friends.
Jiang Xingzhou had never thought about the relationship between himself and Song Ci.
They were just ordinary roommates and fake lovers who fooled everyone together.
The relationship is simple.
But he knew that this was not what Yang Songbai was asking.
He was asking about his attitude towards Song Ci's relationship with men and women.
My already unclear mind suddenly became even more dizzy.
Song Dynasty porcelain.
Song Dynasty porcelain.
So what is his attitude towards Song Dynasty porcelain
like
Jiang Xingzhou has never liked anyone, so he doesn't know what it feels like to like someone.
Then it’s not annoying.
even…
Want to get closer.
Song Dynasty porcelain is really soft.
Although he only held Song Ci in his arms for a moment in the store today, the feeling of Song Ci bumping into him seemed to still remain on him.
He obviously looks very thin, but when you hug him, you find that his whole body is soft, as if he has no bones.
There is a faint scent of peach in the nostrils, which is the scent of Songci shampoo and shower gel.
Fresh and pleasant smell.
I want to smell it again.
Jiang Xingzhou's thoughts wandered further and further, and he began to wonder if Song Ci was sleeping at home now
Jiang Xingzhou propped himself up and looked at the time. It was still early, just a little after ten o'clock. Song Ci was probably still awake.
Oh, I remembered that Song Ci was going to post a video tonight, so of course I didn’t sleep.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xingzhou suddenly smiled.
Yang Songbai: “.”
Is there any justice in the world
Not only did he not answer the question, he was also smiling happily.
Don't answer it. Judging from her worthless appearance, she must be in love with him.
Yang Songbai even suspected that the two had done many things between lovers.
I just don't know when Jiang Xingzhou can bring his roommate to them so that they can check him out.
Forget it, the son is grown up and no longer under the control of his father.