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The dining table is the best place for communication, and drinks are the best regulator of the atmosphere.

After three rounds of wine, nine rounds of vegetables.

The temperature in the box is getting higher and higher. With the hot and spicy hot pot, the atmosphere is gradually warming up.

With a brief introduction to each other, it's a lot easier to talk and chat in a trance. In addition, there are Zhou Yixuan, Qian Putong and Bai Xiaobing.

Even the seats changed. Except that Gao Mu and Tong Mengyao didn't move, the other three men inserted into the middle of the girls and continued to engage in the atmosphere.

At first, Qian Putong and Zhou Yixuan wanted to communicate with Tong Mengyao, but she was too cold and didn't have any heat at all, which cooled the enthusiastic two people.

Therefore, they have the same goal at Bai Xiaobing, but they can't stand being tortured by her essence. It's not the one they can subdue at all.

Good things are good, but they can't get good things for a while. In their opinion, there's no need to stick around and give up temporarily.

After all, there is a small forest on one side.

So, retreat and seek second place.

He aimed at her four girls, one on two, and kept showing his charm.

It not only made them laugh and warmed up the atmosphere, but also made them regain their confidence.

On the other side, Jin Ge, who was neither really robbed nor very active, was watched by Bai Xiaobing and took the initiative to talk to him.

The three generations took the initiative and quickly explained that they were almost asked about themselves.

The quietest yaosuan Gaomu and Tong Mengyao chat naturally because they are fellow villagers in the province and because they first met.

You ask one, I answer one, and then I ask one, you answer one, or talk about common favorite topics and have an in-depth communication.

Anyway, I made the best use of your questions and answers.

It looks like it's not warm. In fact, they talk most happily.

It's just that the drinks and drinks at hand are not happy.

Talking alone can enhance feelings, but you can't always talk alone at the dinner table, so at the suggestion of Zhou Yixuan, you began to play a big turntable again.

Everyone took turns telling interesting stories about their high school life, bad or funny.

For a while, it was more enjoyable.

Gao Mu tells an inspirational story about how he rushed all the way from the school slag at the end of the class crane to Xueba and was admitted to mordu university after his third year in senior high school.

It's a very progressive and true inspirational story. However, except for Tong Mengyao, who blindly trusts him, everyone else doesn't eat him.

Unanimously, this is a bowl of fake chicken soup.

Gao Mu is also very helpless. Sometimes life is like this. He speaks the truth sincerely, but no one believes you.

And your lies can attract the affirmation and approval of countless people.

Between true and false, it is often "bad people live for thousands of years".

"If you don't believe it, I can't help it." Gao Mu raised his glass and touched the only Tong Mengyao who believed in him: "why do you believe it?"

"I believe everything you say. I believe that classmate Gao is not a liar."

"Thank you for your trust."

They amused themselves and looked at each other. Only they knew what it meant.

"Gao mu, I didn't say you. Are you a man?"

Qian Putong regarded their eyes as flirting eyes, and he couldn't stand it.

"What do you mean?" Gao Mu smiled. "Do you want to verify it on the spot? I'm afraid it's inappropriate?"

"Hahaha..."

"Hooligans!"

"Verify on the spot, we want to see!"

The atmosphere almost overturned the ceiling of the box.

"Hum, who wants to see you? Pooh, Pooh, Pooh..." Qian Putong stood up, walked behind Gao Mu and kicked the only empty wine bottle on the ground beside Gao Mu: "we have three or four bottles less and seven or eight bottles more. You still drink one. You mean you're a man?"

"Hey, you say that. I'm poor at drinking, so I eat more vegetables." Gao Mu picked up half a bottle of wine and filled his glass: "and you see, the second bottle will be right away. It's not slow."

"Classmate Qian, at the beginning, everyone agreed to drink according to the amount of alcohol. It's not normal for high classmate to drink less. There's no need to get drunk."

In Tong Mengyao's eyes, Gao Mu drank less alcohol and took care of her.

Can't Gao Mu keep drinking with her with a glass of wine?

"Classmate Mengyao, you're wrong to say that. The reason why I say this is that Gao Mu's drinking capacity is not bad, not forcing him. On the contrary, his style doesn't mean that he doesn't like our other students? Doesn't he think we don't deserve it?"

Tong Mengyao helped Gao Mu speak, but made Qian Putong feel more uncomfortable. He was more reluctant to give up with the strength of wine.

Such a hat was thrown out, which made others murmur.

Bai Xiaobing's eyes turned behind his glasses: "Gao mu, if you can drink, don't hide it. Qian Putong challenged you. You have to be a shrinking turtle?"

Naked provocation.

As Bai Xiaobing said, the nature and direction of things are different. If Gao Mu doesn't take the move again, he will be the leader.

"Xiaobai, you..."

Tong Mengyao was anxious and stared at her helplessly.

"Why, I'm sorry. I'm afraid your classmate Gao is drunk. Isn't it just right to get drunk and give you a chance to take care of." Bai Xiaobing whispered in Tong Mengyao's ear: "I noticed when I came. There's a hotel nearby. It's an opportunity!"

"Dying!"

Tong Mengyao was frightened by Bai Xiaobing's so straightforward and naked words. She patted her arm hard and dared not speak any more.

God knows what shocking words this crazy woman will say.

The same words made Qian Putong happy: "Gao mu, did you hear that? You decide whether to be a shrinking turtle?"

Beer reading is not high, easy to get up, not easy to get drunk, but seven or eight bottles of Qianpu Tong are still a little drunk.

At least, the whole person is in a state of excitement.

"Hey, you're right. Why?" Gao Mu shook his head reluctantly. It's the hardest for people who have drunk to break it clearly: "it's ugly to lie on the ground when they're drunk!"

"Don't worry, even if you lie on the ground, the three of us can carry you back to your bedroom."

Qian Putong's purpose is to make Gao Mu uncomfortable. Lying on the ground when drunk is his favorite effect.

"No, I don't want to lift you and Zhou Yixuan."

If Jin Ge catches a glimpse of Gao mu, he always feels that there is a pit in it. It's better not to participate.

"Go, I know you're unreliable. Lao Zhou and I are enough. We don't need your help."

As for Jango, he always drifted away, and Qian Putong's mood was very complicated.

He likes not to compete with them, but not on his team makes him uncomfortable.

"Hey, don't bother to carry it back. There is a hotel next door. Whoever drinks on the ground today will stay in the hotel today."

Bai Xiaobing glanced at Jinge and was very satisfied with his performance.

Qian Putong was more satisfied with Bai Xiaobing's performance and gave a big thumb.

Gao Mu continued to be helpless, stretched out his fingers and heavily ordered white Xiaobing: "you want me to make a fool of myself."

"Hey, hey, if it's a man!" then he grabbed Tong Mengyao's nervous hand under the table: "don't worry, who will do it? Wait and see!"

"Gao mu, drink, don't counselle."

Zhou Yixuan also began to encourage him. He also wanted to see whether Gao Mu really couldn't drink or pretended not to drink.

"It's not impossible to drink, but I can't drink alone?"

A wine hiccup came out of Gao Mu's throat. It seemed to ask everyone, and his eyes were staring at Qian Putong.

"Hahaha, in this way, I won't bully you. You've drunk two bottles now, and I've already drunk eight bottles. How about you drink one bottle next and I'll accompany one?"

Qian Pu always waved his hand with great atmosphere.

He said he didn't bully Gao mu, but he deliberately pointed out the comparison between eight bottles and two bottles to show his atmosphere and strength.

In this case, if you put Gao mu on the ground, the sense of achievement, especially the tall image in front of women, will burst.

"OK, that's OK, Lao Qian. I'll take good care of you even if you both fall down."

In order to see this wonderful play, Zhou Yixuan also kept making a guarantee.

"Well, there's no worries now? Let's start!" Qian Putong was confident and pointed to a box of beer in the corner. "Lao Zhou, help us open it all."

"OK!"

Zhou Yixuan didn't mind watching the excitement. He grabbed two bottles in one hand and started with a bottle opener in the other.

"Wait a minute!" when Zhou Yixuan opened the first pair and put it on the table, Gao Mu stopped Zhou Yixuan in time: "don't open it first!"

"Why, Gao mu, are you ready to admit that you are a turtle?"

What bastard is the Baijiu hot turtle, but what is wrong with the tortoise? But I am still young, so I have no desire to live long. So you must not be too happy. "Gao Mu has been sitting sideways and talking with Qian Pu Tong. At this time, he is sitting back and facing the boiling hot pot soup:" what flavor do you say, "hot pot with white wine"?

"No, it's burning!"

Zhou Yixuan replied honestly, the iced beer was comfortable, the high Baijiu was hot with hot pot, and it was estimated that everyone would burn.

"Ha ha ha, Gao mu, you don't want to drink Baijiu with me!"

Qian Putong boasted well, beer and more than half of the bottle of Baijiu.

How did he not expect that Gao Mu would want to have a drink with him and Baijiu?

"Well, I think so. Beer belly is too high, and it's not half a time to win. If Baijiu, it should be a little more efficient." Gao Mu said very sincerely, and looked at the expression for everyone: "after all, it's not too early."

"Yes, absolutely. I'll drink with you whatever you want?"

As long as you can get Gao Mu down and let him lie on the ground in the shortest time, Qian Putong is more happy.