Little six is stupid.

He was wandering on the edge of getting drunk. He smelled the speech and stared at Jiang Fuyue. His eyes didn't move. He didn't react for a long time.

But tiger Ben understood and directly put the last bottle of beer into his hand: "six sons, drink!"

Xiao Liu made a vague "Oh" sound and began to blow the bottle hard.

He may have reached the limit. He drank this bottle more slowly than the previous bottles, and his cheeks rose to the color of pig liver, as if he could bleed in the next second. His two eyes burst out because of discomfort, with blood everywhere and full of physiological tears.

Tiger Ben's heart jumped and her eyes couldn't bear it. Yu Guang glanced at Jiang Fuyue. She was also looking at Xiao Liu, but her beautiful face didn't fluctuate. It was like... She was used to strong winds and heavy rain, and what happened in front of her was just a little fuss, which didn't deserve her any pity at all.

This cognition made the tiger's scalp numb, and even unconsciously gave birth to a psychology called "fear" when looking at Jiang Fuyue.

This completely dispelled his idea of helping Xiao Liu.

The purpose of Jiang Fuyue was vaguely guessed by Huben.

One is punishment, the other is warning.

She still remembers her last revenge. It can't be written off in a few words. She has no sincerity and can't move her at all.

And these wines are sincerity! Drink more and drink less.

The tiger ran five bottles. Jiang Fuyue thought it was enough, so he began to stop.

As for Xiao Liu

Last time he was extremely impolite, and even wanted to use strong, so he had to continue hard.

Although Jiang Fuyue didn't say it, she clearly remembered it in her heart.

Rewards and punishments, rewards and punishments, severity, how much - everything is measured and well understood.

The more you think about it, the more you can't control your hair.

"Tiger, brother Tiger... I... burp... I can't drink any more..." Xiao Liu was sweating, and the whole man looked like a fish out of the water.

The fingertips holding the bottleneck turned white with force, the back of the hand showed blue tendons, and the body began to twitch slightly.

"Xiao Liu, wake up. Can you hear me?"

"Brother, I feel bad..." his drinking capacity was no better than that of tiger Ben, and he drank one more bottle.

Tiger Ben clenched his teeth and prayed to Jiang Fuyue, "my brother can't do it. There are still the last two. Can I finish it for him?"

Jiang Fuyue remained unmoved. His glazed eyes looked straight ahead, filled with indifference and ruthlessness.

"You -" deceive people too much!

Almost, Hu Ben blurted out.

Jiang Fuyue swept lightly, and his eyes were opposite. He seemed to see a thousand miles of abyss and wasteland, which was as mysterious as death.

The man's eyes were shocked and his voice was blocked by a cotton ball. He didn't have the courage to say those four words anymore.

"... sorry," he lowered his eyelids, "I don't know the rules."

Then, escorting Xiao Liu, he personally forced the remaining two mouthfuls of beer into his mouth.

Xu Shi had a rest just now. Xiao Liu didn't react so much, and he was sober a lot.

If you haven't seen Jiang Fuyue's dissatisfaction with him, he can poke his eyes and be blind.

Bang——

The bottle was heavily placed on the table. Xiao Liu tried to resist the surging in his stomach, clenched his teeth and said, "I, I, you, compensation, sin!"

Unfortunately, he was so drunk that he became a big tongue when he opened his mouth, but it didn't affect what he wanted to express.

Jiang Fuyue looked him in the eye, and then understated "Oh".

The tiger runs and breathes a sigh of relief.

I raised my heart all night and finally landed smoothly.

……

There is a "rain melting road" only one wall away from Chunfeng street.

This road leads directly to the central CBD, with numerous restaurants and clubs on both sides. It is a famous "consumption area for the rich" near the Huaihe River.

Minghui hall is a high-end restaurant focusing on northern cuisine. It has a retro octagonal cornice architectural appearance. The hall is carved beams and painted buildings. It is antique and stands in the golden section of Huayu road with a graceful attitude.

It is divided into Hall seats and upstairs boxes. Of course, the prices are also very different.

The card seat is open to everyone, but the box only serves VIP customers. It is said that it is difficult to find a bag here.

In addition to enjoying better dishes and absolutely considerate services, each box here is connected to a viewing platform. Different boxes, different orientations and different perspectives bring different sensory enjoyment.

Among them, the "Aoxue Hanmei" landscape platform has the best orientation and vision. It is said that standing on it, you can not only have a panoramic view of Chunfeng street beside Huayu Road, but also overlook the "DNA building" of biopharmaceutical in the history of the city center.

At that time, Zhong Ziang had enough to eat and drink. He stood on it, holding the railing, enjoying the cool night wind and the night view.

Xie Dingyuan stood in the other direction, facing Chunfeng street, overlooking the foot and getting off the water Malone.

This meal was requested by Zhong Ziang. He was not used to linhuai cuisine. He shouted at home all day to eat DIDU roast duck. He didn't even buy what Liu Ma cooked.

Xie Dingyuan had to put down his work and bring him here.

Because it's just a simple nephew and his uncle who come out for dinner, rather than the Wine Bureau, the men wear more casual clothes. The white shirt is replaced by polo shirt, and khaki casual pants replace the original suit pants. The only constant may be the neckline that must be buttoned up and the cloth surface that is ironed neatly without a trace of wrinkle.

Even if he had a meal in the middle, his whole body was still straight and neat.

Suddenly, the man stopped at the corner of an open-air stall in Chunfeng street.

On the cheap glue stool, with his back to his direction, sat a man.

A woman.

Of course, this is not surprising. There are many women in this street, but Xie Dingyuan only noticed her - Jiang Fuyue!

Even when sitting, he habitually straightens his back, his thin shoulders are exposed, and only two thin shoulder straps are hung on it. His tall neck is at a 90 degree right angle to the left and right shoulder blades, and the two butterfly bones open and close gracefully with his arms.

This figure

Xie Dingyuan frowned. Except that she pinched Zhong Ziang that day, he saw it when he came forward to stop it. It seems that he also left an impression on other occasions

camisole!

Men's eyes focus, suddenly clear.

On the school corridor, the girl leaning against the railing, writing and drawing with her hand paper and pen back to him, also wore such a sling, and her exposed skin was white and dazzling. Just a second before she turned and looked back, he took back his sight and turned to open the door of the Office.

It was her

The man smiled softly.

Suddenly, a beer bottle burst into sight. Xie Dingyuan noticed that there were two young men sitting opposite her.

Look at what you wear, it's not serious. You don't look like sitting, and your behavior is vulgar.

She even received the beer from the other party!

Oh

Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together. They are not good things!

"Uncle, what are you looking at?" Zhong Ziang didn't know when he appeared next to him and looked down at the street next door

Next second, open your eyes!

"Isn't that Jiang Fuyue?!"