Ji Rao's face changed, and the wine from Wei Ke leaked out.

He stretched out his hand, one on Wei Ke's shoulder, and one hand blocked Wei Ke's face. Ji Rao tilted his head back and said harshly, "are you crazy?"

After a pause, Vico suddenly laughed and said drunkenly, "who knows, you're responsible for what you've done to me."

"Wake, open your eyes and see, I'm a man!"

Wei Ke's action is really stiff.

Ji Rao thought what he said was effective, so he said in a slow voice, "you see clearly, I'm Ji Rao. Let go."

"Ji Rao..." Wei Ke murmured in the mouth, then the strength of his hand suddenly tightened a lot, the painful Ji Rao couldn't help frowning.

"Ji Rao." Vico's eyes were scarlet. He was staring at Ji Rao.

Ji Rao obviously feels that Wei Ke's state is not right. He clenches his teeth and kicks Wei Ke's head when Wei Ke comes up.

Because Ji Rao didn't show much mercy, Wei Ke's face twisted a lot in an instant.

Ji Rao took advantage of his pain, pushed people away, then ran out and slammed the toilet door.

As soon as Ji Rao went out, he saw a man guarding the door. He looked up and saw that it was the boy just now.

He's not gone yet.

The boy was leaning against the wall. When he saw Ji Rao, he stood up straight. He looked at Ji Rao, and then at the toilet, "Wei What about Wei Shao? "

Ji Rao frowned. "He's drunk. You'd better stay away from him."

The boy was stunned, then slightly lowered his eyes and shook his head.

He didn't listen to Ji Rao. He turned the boy's head and left without looking back.

The sound of heavy breathing in the bathroom was particularly obvious. Wei Ke held the washing table and closed her eyes, then opened the cold water to wash her face.

At this moment, he was sure that he could only react to Ji Rao.

His reason is always there, even more sober than before drinking.

"Damn it."

Wei Ke scolded fiercely.

Squeak.

The toilet door was suddenly pushed open. When Wei Ke looked up, he saw the door was pushed open. Someone was looking in timidly.

It took Weike two seconds to remember that it was a duck called by her friend.

When he saw this boy, he didn't see Ji Rao's feeling at all. He was a little lacking in interest, and even had a loathing in his eyes.

"What's your name?"

"White Barrow

"Barrow?" Vico sneered, "are you a duck?"

The color of Barrow's face faded. He pursed his lips, put his hands on both sides, held the edge of his pants tightly, and then nodded almost invisibly.

"That's a nice name, but you don't deserve it."

White Luo eye tail red, he bowed his head, dare not say a word, also dare not refute.

Wei Ke looked at him like a little white rabbit. He couldn't help laughing. He waved, "come here."

White Luo timid look at him, Wei Ke wring eyebrows, "don't let me say the second time."

There was a faint threat in his tone of indifference, and belo could not help shaking, and then walked slowly over.

"Why do you want to sell it?"

"Because I have a brother who is ill, but at home There is no money, so I... "

"All right."

That's what the pathetic ducks always say. It's nothing new. They don't make up a reason for sympathy.