Chapter 435

Mo Beicheng picked it up and threw it back on the table. "Quit," he kicked off his chair and stood up. "Change the place and don't go to royal one."

He walked out two steps, Qiao Jinhuai and Yan Jinzhi were still standing in the same place, staring at him in surprise.

Quit?

Quit smoking?

what the fuck.

They all throw their cigarettes on the table. They want to smoke and take them by themselves. No one pays attention to whether Mo Beicheng smokes or not.

Yan Jin put one hand on his shoulder and winked at him: "ready to have a baby?"

Otherwise, why quit smoking.

"I don't know."

Shen Nan Qiao mentioned quitting smoking. He didn't know why, and she didn't say.

They went to a tavern with a great style. There was no deafening music, no flashing lights, and no resident singers.

Classical Chinese decoration, bamboo lanterns hanging on the top!

There is also a wall for post it notes.

The first floor is open. There is a stage in front of it. Guests can sing and dance.

The second floor is separated into separate spaces by bamboo curtains.

The lighting is very dark and the style is comfortable. At a glance, it's all lovers.

The place is recommended by Yan Jinzhi. As soon as Qiao Jinhuai goes in, he says, "we three widowed men come to this place. Yan Jinzhi, do you fall in love and have no basic appreciation?"

This kind of place is only suitable for students and lovers.

The three of them were all dressed up. As soon as they went in, the atmosphere of the bar changed.

"Just find a place to sit and drink. If you have wine, why do you choose so many?"

This place is recommended by Shangmao, Yan Jinzhi has never been here, but she recommended it many times, and it happened that it was close, so he brought them here.

Don't want to be too eye-catching downstairs, the party went to the second floor.

This place is not soundproof. You can hear the conversation clearly in the private rooms on both sides.

Qiao Jinhuai orders wine with the list.

There are few kinds of foreign wine and wine, and they are common in the market.

The waiter was also an eyesore. He saw a few people dressed in extraordinary clothes. Joe looked at the wine list for a long time. He recommended: "our wines are brewed with white wine, hawthorn, Mei Zi, peach blossom, rice wine, raspberry, and so on." "These are all our signature wines, made by our boss's mother."

Qiao Jinhuai pick eyebrow, "three elder brother, come pot peach blossom brew?"

"Yes."

Mo Beicheng has no problem.

He hunched down on the sofa, with his hands on his eyebrows, and closed his eyes to sleep.

Qiao Jinhuai knew that he was in a bad mood today and didn't say much. He handed the wine list to the waiter: "a pot of peach blossom, a pot of plum, and then casually serve some snacks."

The waiter opened the curtain and went down. Someone was singing downstairs. It wasn't very nice, but at least every sound was in tune.

Yan Jinzhi: "I'll go to the bathroom."

The wine came up very quickly, and was packed in emerald green ceramic wine pot.

Before Yan Jinzhi came back, Qiao Jinhuai poured a cup for Mo Beicheng. His good-looking facial features were particularly three-dimensional and deep in the dark light. He narrowed his eyes and said, "really far away?"

Today, Mo Beicheng in the design department changed his old gentleness and crudely pulled Nanqiao into the elevator. Now everyone in the company knows that Mo Beicheng and Shen Nanqiao have quarreled.

Today, when he was just looking for him to sign a document, he asked casually. Mo Beicheng threw his face at him on the spot and said that he was divorced.

Qiao Jinhuai held on for a day, until now she saw Mo Beicheng in a better mood, and then she dared to ask.

Mo Beicheng inadvertently screwed down his eyebrows. His chin line was tight. Now he didn't want to mention the matter with Nanqiao. He gave a faint "en.".

Qiao Jin Huai hot face pasted a cold buttock, also not angry, only lazy picked pick eyebrow, "forget it, you decide."

He drank a mouthful of wine, eyebrows immediately stretched, nodded and praised: "it's not bad."

He seldom drinks Baijiu, and can not stand the taste.

Add something to brew, the taste is really much better.

There was no one to talk in the private room, and Mo Beicheng didn't drink. Qiao Jinhuai was drinking alone. He frowned and said impatiently, "why didn't she come back? Could it be that she fell into the toilet?"

Just then, Yan Jinzhi opens the curtain and comes in. First, she looks at Mo Beicheng in a complicated way, and then she sits down.

Mo Beicheng closed his eyes and naturally did not see.

Qiao Jinhuai sat opposite him and saw Yan Jinzhi's expression clearly. She asked with her eyes: what happened?