After I was reborn, I became the little Jiaojiao of my three brothers

Chapter 337 Going out or being thrown out

The younger brothers turned their heads in horror to look at Jiang Siqi who was blocking the door.

No!
Are you really going to close the door and beat them?

Wu Ping's face was ugly. He turned his head to look at the two great gatekeepers at the door. Mo Bei, who was standing aside, looked calm. Seeing his eyes drifting over, he looked at him with a half-smile.

Wu Ping looked at his face for a long while, and when he saw his face, he recalled the appearance of this face from his memory.

The person surrounded by the crowd seems to have this face!

Could he be the young master of the Mo family?

His Wu family has no status in Shangjing at all. There was a reception before, and he relied on several relationships to get the admission ticket. He followed the young master of a small family,

According to him, this reception is for business discussions, and the son of the Mo family represents the family to discuss business, but the news spread that the Mo family is the representative of the Cheng family.

Being able to establish a relationship with the young master of the Mo family is equivalent to having a relationship with both the Mo family and the Cheng family. In this circle, as long as you can have the slightest relationship with the Cheng family, you can walk sideways in Shangjing.

Seeing his dazed expression, Mo Bei asked lazily: "Looking at your expression, it seems that you remember who I am."

Wu Ping trembled uncontrollably with the liquor in his hand, his legs were sore and weak, he wanted to escape from here.

How much trouble did these two idiots cause him!
The identity of the man who could make Mo Bei a goalkeeper... He didn't even dare to think about it.

Xu Zi couldn't help urging, "Do you want to drink? It's okay if you don't drink..."

Before she finished speaking, Wu Ping held up the white wine bottle and was about to drink it with his head up. His Adam's apple slid up and down with the wine in his stomach, without muddling at all.

The younger brothers were dumbfounded.

Didn't they come to settle accounts with them!How come you were taught a lesson?
The stimulation of alcohol made his throat burn like a fire, and the alcohol entered his stomach, accompanied by stomach acid gushing out a nauseating feeling.

After drinking most of the wine, he really couldn't hold it any longer. He hung the wine bottle by his side, panting heavily, with scarlet eyes, looking up at the indifferent Cheng Xiao,

Zhuo Yao opened four bottles of liquor, she and Yang Yiyi each took two bottles,
The situation is so good now, we have to take advantage of this time to drink them all down,

Walking up to the loudest little brother, he stretched out his hand and stuffed the wine bottle into their arms, "Let's start too, your big brothers have already started drinking."

Wu Ping clutched his stomach, and slowly slid down against the wall, with a pained expression on his face, liquor rolling in his stomach,

"Ugh..." he retched,
Cheng Xiao glanced at him, and casually interjected, "If the floor here is dirty, you guys will clean it with your bodies."

As soon as this word came out.

Wu Ping, who still had only a sliver of consciousness, immediately covered his mouth, hoping to calm down his nausea.

The wine that poured into his mouth was silently swallowed back into his stomach.

Several younger brothers rushed to Wu Ping's side and saw him leaning against the wall and collapsed into a pile of mud. They looked at each other in blank dismay.

This head is down, what should they do!

Zhuo Yao seemed to be watching the commotion, fearing that the incident was not big enough, she dragged Yang Yiyi over and motioned her to put the remaining two bottles of wine into other people's hands.

"Okay, just take a look at it, and it's time to drink your own wine."

Don't think that they can get away with this liquor just by pretending to be stupid.

The younger brothers looked at the liquor in the bottle, looked at each other, and gritted their teeth!
Just drink it!
Several people looked at each other and made a move.

The four picked up the bottles and poured wine into their mouths.

They don't drink very well, they usually drink beer when they go out to parties, and they drink baijiu in small cups.

I have never blown a bottle of white to my mouth.

Drank almost half a bottle.

Several people suppressed their nausea one after another, leaning against the wall with an expression of resting their food.

Several people leaned against the wall together.

Xu Zi looked at Jiang Siqi and Mo Bei, and suggested: "Throw it out, it will affect your mood too much here."

She was about to step forward, when Cheng Xiao held her hand and looked softly into her eyes, "Don't get your hands dirty."

Jiang Siqi pushed the door wide open, and walked forward with Mo Bei. Each of them grabbed the younger brother's collar with both hands and dragged him out.

Cheng Xiao stood in front of Wu Ping, looking down at him, Wu Ping's mind still echoed Cheng Xiao's warning,
Can't get the floor dirty.

Even though he fell crookedly, the wine bottle in his arms was still held upright without spilling a drop.

Cheng Xiao said, "Go out by yourself or be thrown out, choose one."

Wu Ping was shocked, his words were like urging him to die, he immediately struggled up from the floor, muttering, "I'm going, I'm going..."

Stumbling towards the door, Jiang Siqi and Mo Bei threw those people out, patted the non-existent dirt on their hands, and watched Wu Ping go out.

Close the door.

The young masters in the No. [-] private room have been lying on the corner waiting for them to go to the No. [-] private room and what will happen.

They just wanted to see what the masterpiece the two of them were talking about looked like.

For so many years, there are not a few women who have been in their hands, so I haven't heard any excellent comments from these people.

As a result, several people waited here for a long time,

I saw that four people were thrown out,

Wu Ping, who was behind, stumbled out holding the wine bottle and left the private room, as if he had stepped out of a restriction.

Tilting his head, he leaned against the wall.

Cheng Xiao's words were like a curse, which kept echoing in his ears. When he fell down, he tightly hugged the wine in his arms.

The few of them looked at each other, rushed up quickly, helped Wu Ping up and walked to the third private room.
Glancing at the wine bottle he was holding in his arms, he shook his head, "Master Ping, did you go to this private room to compete with others?"

"We have plenty of women, and it's not worth the loss to drink yourself out of it."

Wu Ping couldn't hide the nausea in his stomach. After hearing a familiar voice and knowing that he was in a safe place, he couldn't help it anymore, "vomit..."

Colorful food residue mixed with the smoky smell of alcohol, and he vomited all the food he ate today onto the people next to him.

The residue dripped down the suit along with the disgusting and smelly water stains, hanging on the buttons, pulling out a strand of transparent filaments, which would continue to break.

Disgusting!

The man who supported him was going crazy!

Subconsciously throwing away the hand supporting him, Wu Ping stumbled to the ground.

The man cursed secretly, immediately took off his coat and threw it on the ground,

"Why does Wu Ping look like this when he's drunk?"

"Unlucky, really unlucky."

The pile of vomit on the ground, the undigested barbecue and green vegetables are piled together, and the sticky liquid sticks to it.

Flows slowly along the slope of the floor.

(End of this chapter)