C17

Lemon was laughing and crying, his tears shining in the lamplight as they slid down his face.

"Yes!" They are the perfect match! Ten Fang Yuhao's weren't even worth half of you! " Yang Lele squints her peach blossom eyes, the alcohol on her face rendering her lively and delicate.

"If I were a man, I would really marry you!" Yang Lele cupped her hands around Chu Li's face and mischievously kissed him.

A snicker sounded from the side as he turned around to see the waiter. It was unknown how many times he had been here.

"Ladies, these are the flowers that the customer over there gave to you."

"Put it down!"

Yang Lele feigned calmness in response, and waited for people to walk far away, but she could not help but smile, "Lemon, this is all thanks to you! Look at those men over there, they were completely bewitched by you. "

"It should be you!" "Those two over there, they didn't take their eyes off you for even a second!"

"Hahaha, stop being so hypocritical. Then, how about we do the same to each other?"

Once again, Yang Lele filled two glasses with wine. "Lemon, the flowers you've collected today are more numerous than the bunch of vulgar red roses the scumbag used to have!" she said with a humorous and indignant tone.

After saying that, she slammed the wine cup on the bar, causing water to splash all over. She wiped her mouth with a tissue and continued, "Our family's Lemon, if he leaves, that scum guy will definitely find anyone he likes! Let him be blind forever, and regret it later on! "

"Miss, aren't the two of us drinking alone boring? I came to the bar to have a good time! Do you want to drink together? "

"That's right. It would be more lively if there were a few more people drinking!" Since we've met here, this is fate. Why not make a friend here? "

The few men who had been watching for a long time could no longer hold themselves back and took the initiative to start a conversation. One by one, they laughed to the point that their faces and eyes were all crowded. It was brilliant to the point that it was a bit excessive.

"Great!" Then let's drink together! My alcohol tolerance is not as weak as you think! "

The alcohol in Yang Le Le's mouth became more and more cooked. She elegantly picked up one of the many wine cups and drank it all in one gulp.

"Good!" "Good alcohol indeed!" The men clapped their hands in praise and continued to pour the wine. The two of them were drunk in turn, but after a while, Yang Lele could no longer hold on.

Although she had helped Lemon with a lot of wine, he was almost a puddle of mud. Lying on the floor, his face flushed red, his speech slurred.

The men were still unrelenting, raising their wineglasses in invitation. Yang Lele sensed a sense of danger. She had originally overestimated her alcohol tolerance. If this continued, she probably wouldn't be able to do anything.

"Continue to drink!" He said that he wouldn't go home until he was drunk, and he couldn't let others down so easily! Come, come, have another cup! "

With his right wrist being forced to hold the wine cup close to his mouth, Yang Lele really couldn't resist anymore. He could only suppress a smile, "You can't drink just with us, this is unfair!"

"After saying that, she turned her arm and got rid of the pig's hand. She pretended to be smiling as she handed the arm back to its owner." Drink this cup for me! I can't thank you enough! "

Yang Lele secretly felt goosebumps all over her body when she heard her coquettish voice. She shivered and took advantage of the time while the man was drinking to quickly edit a text on her phone.

It was midnight, and Song was rubbing his temples against the computer screen to relieve the fatigue.

He received a message from his phone and took it carelessly. However, when he saw the contents of the message, he frowned and left the room as fast as he could.

"Ai …" Why did he get drunk just like that? Was he really drunk or just faking it? Is it fake? It's still early, get up and continue drinking! "

"Mm …" I can't drink anymore, you guys continue... Drink it yourself! "

Yang Lele waved her hand dejectedly. Her face was almost buried in the table, but she unconsciously put her other hand on Lemon's body.

By this time, Chu Li had probably gone to meet Mr Zhou, but the alcohol had disturbed her. Occasionally, she would suddenly straighten up and smile like a corpse.

"Don't be careless. We agreed to finish all the beers over there. There are still a lot of beers left!" Or... If you don't want to drink, we can also go somewhere else to have fun! "

Hot air sprayed from his neck, followed by a pungent stink. The smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of sweat made him feel nauseous. Yang Lele raised her head, clutched her chest and retched for a while. It could be seen that she had already vomited to the point where she had nothing left to vomit.

Looking at the time, his days were like a year. She pushed at the drunkard next to her, wanting to take Lemon with her. Perhaps Song Yimi did not see the news, perhaps her remaining will was filled with disappointment.

Lifting up his arm, he started to walk out, but his drunkenness caused Yang to stagger and lose his balance. Chu Li was so thin that he had to use all his strength. It was a pity that he lost his balance and almost tripped.

"Where are you going? We haven't finished our wine yet! "

A few men surrounded them, smiling mischievously as they swirled their wine glasses around them. All of them were red in the face and neck, having been bewitched by the alcohol to reveal their true forms.

"Get out of the way!" We're going back! " Yang Lele retorted snappily. Drunkards were already annoying enough. Drunkards without self-control were the most disgusting people in the world. If they were to use their toes to think about it, they would know the reason why they were here.

Yang Lele stood there in despair, while Chu Li once again became a pile of mud when he touched the table beside him.

"Out of the way!"

A familiar voice echoed in her ears. Yang Lele quivered. After she saw the face of the person who came, she suspected that she had woken up more than half from her drunken stupor.

"The Insignia... "Big brother!"

Yang Lele almost flew over. So he had seen his distress message? Furthermore, Song Yimi's manly appearance was exactly like a hero that came out of a movie, and he had specially made a trip just to save him!

However, Yang Lele thought that she actually fell down and fell into Song Yiming's firm chest, causing her to instantly blush and feel her heart palpitate, even though she was already blushing from the alcohol.

Perhaps it was because of the relief of the crisis, but two seconds later, Yang Lele leaned against Song Yimin's body and fell asleep.

"Who are you? How depressing! We still have wine to finish! " A man snappily rolled his eyes at Song Yimin and tried to wake Yang again.

"I'm her boyfriend. If you want to drink, then you have to find the right person." Song Yimei's eyes were blazing, but his voice was calm and full of threat.

The few men looked at each other in dismay. In the end, they were still intimidated by Song Yimin's aura and ran away.

"Pleasure?"

Song Yi shook the mud on top of his body, but there was no movement. He shook his head helplessly.

When he saw Chu Li standing beside him, he was even more surprised. What the hell were these two girls up to? Going to a bar at night and getting drunk, aren't you afraid that something might happen?