Chapter 348

The wine shakes gently like a mirror, giving off a real aroma.

Drinking hundreds of thousands of red wine and eating 200 pieces of barbecue, this fault like drop is refreshing.

Jiang Xiaomi was so greedy that he touched his stomach. Forget it, let's eat dumplings.

Cabbage filling.

After getting the wine glasses, Editor Liu proposed to have a toast together.

After the crisp and pleasant collision, Jiang Xiaomi raised his neck as if he was not drinking boiled water.

"Good wine!" Jiang Xiaomi put down the cup and was heroic.

The air stagnated for a few seconds.

"Hahaha..." I don't know who took the lead. This move made the big guys laugh.

Park Shixun was also laughing, but it was quiet, just like the Epiphyllum blooming in the night, fleeting.

Jiang Xiaomi shrugged disapprovingly: "the atmosphere is up. Don't drink."

She turned to song Zhenzhen: "you first put forward the Wine Bureau. Tell me what happened."

Song Zhenzhen was a little embarrassed and said, "nothing. I'm bored at home. I miss you."

Jiang Xiaomi's face was full of doubt: "true or false?"

Song Zhenzhen is afraid of the dark and seldom goes out at night. It's strange to call today to drink together. Now I hear her reason... Miss her? I wonder when she doesn't want to. Does it have to be at night?

Song Zhenzhen suddenly had a slight redness in her eyes. Editor Liu couldn't see the girl crying. He quickly took out a napkin and handed it to her and pressed her eyes: "Hey, girl, don't cry, I can't stand this."

Editor in chief Liu is a daughter slave. When the child was born, she cried with editor in chief Liu. After the wife coaxed the child, she had to coax her husband. Once, when the little girl turned one year old, Jiang Xiaomi, brother Qiang and brother Biao were all there. The child had to drink milk and cry. Editor in chief Liu, who was toasting, looked back and turned his face, the tears were loud... More sad than his daughter's cry.

Jiang Xiaomi thought she was trapped by love and thought that it must be the son of a bitch of Wanyan Jiatai again. He rubbed himself to stand up: "what are you crying about? Who doesn't know a few scum men these days? Take back the tears... Huh? What's the matter?"

Song Zhenzhen took out a small box from his pocket and looked at Jiang Xiaomi with tears: "xiaocang is dead... Wuwuwuwu..."

Editor in chief Liu, park Shixun was thinking at the same time, who is xiaocang?

Jiang Xiaomi was shocked and said, "will the tortoise die?"

Song Zhenzhen opened the small box. The tortoise named xiaocang was only as big as a coin. It lay in the box and didn't move. It looked like it was dead.

Four faces with different expressions gathered above the little turtle's body.

Editor in chief Liu: "it's so clever. I died so young."

Jiang Xiaomi: "when I bought it, the shopkeeper said that I was well fed. Maybe I could be sent away."

Song Zhenzhen: "... But it hasn't moved for days."

Editor in chief Liu looked at her sad look and said, "hey... There are no children or old on the road to huangquan. I'm sorry."

Park Shixun: "... It seems that turtles can hibernate!"

Everyone: "

Just as everyone secretly guessed whether the Little Turtle was hibernating or burping for other people's reasons, there was a sound of broken glass at the door.

Five or six strong men armed with baseball bats broke into the newspaper like robbers.

"Smash, smash it all!"

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