Get a boyfriend after getting the plot wrong

Jiang Mengyu looked at this and felt very happy: "There is no wine here, what a respect."

"Did Lan Yu bring you?" Xing Bing instructed, "Ting Ting went to have a look, and the left and right Cong Jian can't drink now, so just waste it."

Han Ting waited for Cong Jian to nod, and Cong Jian was focusing on watching Qin Zhu eat the crispy meat.

Qin Zhu sensed everyone's gaze, reacted, and told Han Ting, "You go?"

Han Ting also understood, and went obediently.

"Why do I have the final say?" Qin Zhu was puzzled, "Stand up, Brother Jian."

Let's call it real again.Cong Jian had nothing to do with him, so she had to continue to fish for him, keep her mouth shut, and be safe.

Han Ting really came back with the wine, and Xing Bing took it to look at the bid, muttering that there was no ice bucket, and it felt almost meaningless.

"I do have ice cubes. I'm trying the function of the refrigerator. Open it and see, the container... Is there a bigger basin in the kitchen?" Qin Zhu asked Cong Jian after finishing speaking, "Do you like drinking?"

"Fantastic little Qin, he has everything!" Xing Bing said, and dragged Han Ting to toss.

Cong Jian answered in the face of other people's eyes: "General."

He is good at drinking, and he often goes out to drink, but in the future, he must focus more on being with Qin Zhu, so he is "average".

"Oh." Qin Zhu felt that Cong Jian was not telling the truth. Before the two of them got together, he often heard that he went to drink. Could it be...

"You're not afraid that talking about it will hurt my self-esteem, are you?" Qin Zhu knew that Cong Jian was very "protective" of himself, "Although I'm not a good drinker, it's not enough to stop others from being nice."

"You don't know, too?" Cong Jian still remembered the savage collision caused by a cup of craft beer. She was cute, but she was mainly afraid that he would feel uncomfortable if he drank too much.

"Shouldn't it be considered bad?" Qin Zhu said, "I'm too far away from playing skewers with Xiaochun, uh, the people in the dormitory next door. I can only drink three bottles of beer before I faint."

Cong Jian wanted to say something, but held back, this little silly pig was too ruthless to herself, so I really need to watch it more in the future.

When Han Ting heard "Xiaochun", he rushed back in three steps at a time: "What's wrong with Xiaochun?"

"No, I just slipped my tongue." Qin Zhu almost exposed Yao Chun's specialty of drinking, and felt guilty, "It's nothing."

"Actually, I was just about to tell you that I just found out that Brother Lang added more food." Thinking of this, Han Ting turned around and picked up the bag, "Look, do you want to eat now?"

"Eat!" Qin Zhuzhen didn't pay attention to this treasure, "Lan Yuz—always so good."

It's so good, if you have a partner, you can't say "most" casually.

"Then I'll go and put it on." Han Ting immediately carried it away, and brought it back solemnly after a while, "Please."

"Thank you..." Qin Zhu had rejected Han Ting's invitation many times, and he knew that he was borrowing flowers to present Buddha, so he was too embarrassed to use chopsticks.

"Thank you, you can order him with peace of mind." Cong Jian glared at Han Ting, "My 'brother' just let him call him for nothing?"

Han Ting was as quiet as a chicken at once.

Qin Zhu was completely softened by Han Ting's domineering speech by Brother Jian. It was Cong Jian's younger brother. Forget it, it's up to everyone.

"If you think about the contrast and cuteness, it's almost the same." Qin Zhu hinted.

Should be considered cute?Although Xiaochun is exquisite and slender and looks weak, in fact, he is a thief in many aspects.

Probably because of this, he couldn't accept the appointment to come out to the family but the other party broke his promise.

Han Ting thought for a while, and smiled as if he had gotten a big cake for nothing: "Brother Jian, tell me, there is a boy who always pretends to drink badly in front of you, what does it mean..."

Qin Zhu suddenly didn't even taste the roast duck he was gnawing on: "Han Ting, I suspect you're trying to implicate me."

Cong Jian smiled and said, "No, he didn't dare."

"That's right." Qin Zhu felt that it made sense, and continued to eat duck meat, and enthusiastically asked Ji Yunhong to eat it too, and Jiang Mengyu went to help toss the wine without calling.

The participants in this meal are not fixed, but Ji Yunhong is the only one who has been eating silently. He is almost full, but he took a piece and said: "Lan Yu also knows that Cong Jian doesn't like geese, the duck I bought .”

Qin Zhu retorted inwardly: No!

"That's not it." Cong Jian denied it, and looked at Qin Zhu, "It's because you like ducks, right?"

right!Just for me!Lan Din and I are number one, the best, and the best in the universe!Qin Zhu finished what he wanted to shout in his heart, and secretly awarded the honor of "best understanding of this fact" to Cong Jian.

The object cannot be ignored, and the word count must be the same.

Of course, it is impossible for Lan Ding to only buy roast duck, and there are many other dishes to make up for the small portion of the hot pot takeaway. There is wine and vegetables, and everyone eats to their heart's content.

After making enough noise and eating, Ji Yunhong eats the fastest and cleans up the fastest. He collects garbage in an orderly manner. He deserves to be a man who is far ahead of his brothers and has become a good man at home.

"I have to go first." Ji Yunhong smiled, "You understand."

"I understand!" Xing Bing jumped up, "We're leaving too, Changyeman—"

Jiang Mengyu covered his mouth skillfully: "It's time for us to go back. Tingting didn't drink, so it's just right to send us off."

"I'm not willing to send you two off!" Han Ting said painfully, "Are you two afraid that something will happen if you sleepwalk together at night? You live so far away! Just follow my example, Brother Jian, I just need to send it to you. Pick up Brother Yang and leave."

puff!Qin Zhu understood and wanted to laugh.

He could tell that Jiang Mengyu and Xing Bing were on good terms, just like Cong Jian and Lei Yang—Han Ting really didn't pay attention, how could he dance in front of the real master while drinking CP.

Wait, Han Ting won't still be eating his brother Jian's bamboo horse CP, right?

Qin Zhu, who suddenly realized that he was actually a descendant from the sky, immediately became vigilant.

"There will be no such thing in the future." Jiang Mengyu smiled meaningfully, "Don't keep complaining when you are young, just go away."

"Ah, yes." Han Ting finally had a real feeling about Cong Jian's move, and turned to look at Qin Zhu, "From now on, I, Brother Jian, will be thanks to you for taking care of me."

Qin Zhu never expected that it would be Han Ting who told him such words of entrustment, so he answered with a smile: "It should."

When Cong Jian heard Han Ting's words, she became angry and yelled at him, "Let's go, drive slowly."

A few people came to the elevator, Jiang Mengyu turned around and declined: "Come here, don't send it off, Xing Bing is so drunk, I'm afraid he will see Cong Jian outside and think it's a telegraph pole with long legs, so walk around."

The image of "walking around" immediately appeared in Qin Zhu's mind. He couldn't help but laughed out loud, and quickly explained to Cong Jian: "I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at him walking around you..."

"It's okay, just laugh casually. My younger brother is the best. He has a solid eye and is not afraid of ruining his image." Looking at the young couple in front of him, Jiang Mengyu sighed, "Just don't ruin your mind."

"I understand." Qin Zhu nodded heavily, "Cousin, don't worry, I will treat him well."

What's going on one by one!

Cong Jian was afraid that she was not good enough to Qin Zhu, and had no demands on him at all. Are the brothers going to explain to him one by one?Does it fit?

The elevator is here, let's go, let's go!

The whole process went well, and when the show ended, Cong Jian got angry for no reason.

He didn't know how to praise Qin Zhu's proper arrangement, and he didn't know how to repay the other party's thoughtfulness, and the two of them went on like this.

Qin Zhu waited for the elevator to go down before asking softly, "Are you still angry?"

Cong Jian felt that she couldn't understand, so she simply stretched her arms around Qin Zhu, and carried him from the elevator back to the door of the house: "I'm not angry...this is called anger, have you never seen anger?"

"I suspect you haven't seen it either." Qin Zhu said calmly, "If the wound is opened, I'll let you see it."

Cong Jian really wanted to continue hugging, but she didn't dare to provoke him, so she changed the subject: "Is it cold, come on, close the door."

"It's not cold." Qin Zhu said, "I should go back too, it's getting late——are you sleeping here tonight?"

Cong Jian asked back, "Why don't you sleep here?"

Qin Zhu stared at him without saying a word.

Cong Jian explained: "I mean, if you don't want to live in the dormitory, you can live here first. I haven't packed my clothes yet, so I can go to Lei Yang's to deal with it for two days. It's fine."

"I've inquired about it, and I can live in it for a few days." Yao Chun said that Xu Yina has returned to the factory, and the dormitory is temporarily safe.

"Okay, then I'll take you back." It seemed that he was really having trouble with his roommate, and Cong Jian was a little distressed that he had to "probe" cautiously when he returned to the dormitory, and told him seriously, "You can come and live at any time, don't worry , I have a place to go. Also, if you don't agree, I will never do anything to offend you. "

"How do you agree? I have to inform you—you can kiss me now?" Qin Zhu was about to be stunned by Cong Jian's emotional integrity. He is really charming, but also really slow." Let me add that this is not an example?"

He was still thinking about creating an atmosphere, but Cong Jian was really good at it, so he just asked him to talk, and then he did what he said.

What a peace of mind!

"I'm not...forget it." Cong Jian wanted to explain what "offended" meant, and seeing Qin Zhu in front of him was a little angry, I understood, it was unnecessary.

Let nature take its course and get better naturally.

Cong Jian had no problems and felt very good. In order to clear up the misunderstanding in Qin Zhu's heart, she proved in extra detail that she was definitely not a person who didn't care about the atmosphere and other passwords.

Qin Zhu slowly began to feel a little bit wrong.

When the two kissed for the first time, he was above Cong Jian. He was firmly supported and carefully protected by the other party. He didn't feel the slightest sense of pressure. He only felt that the kiss was exciting and happy.

Now that they are both standing, something is wrong.

Cong Jian was very good, even took the initiative to bend down, he didn't need to lift his head up, and he also knew that the other party could not rub himself against the ground with his tall and strong physique - Cong Jian was very good, really very good, but the psychological shadow Stuff, it doesn't make sense!

Qin Zhu controlled himself not to move his hands, and retreated unconsciously, reluctant to part with the feeling of kissing. He raised his hand to hook Cong Jian to try to adapt, hugged the other's stretched muscles, and felt the increased breathing. The sense of crisis suddenly became stronger, and I dodged subconsciously.

Cong Jian found that Qin Zhu was not in the mood halfway, and wanted to stop but was invited by him to wrap his arms around his neck. How could he stop?

Qin Zhu heard that his voice was hoarse, and his whole body was ready to go, but the hand that supported him was still so light, his heart softened, and he didn't want to stop there, not enough kisses, not enough kisses!So he said, "Should we go over there?"

Cong Jian thought that Qin Zhu was too tired from standing, so he raised his hand to touch the back of his head and neck, feeling a little sorry: "I didn't pay attention."

"No!" Qin Zhu felt that Cong Jian was quite tired, and it must be because of this posture that prevented them from hugging, "I want to hug, so find a place to sit, okay?"

Let his initial happy hug save the psychological shadow!