The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 1189 Who dares to touch my candy (59)

Children's prejudices are somewhat naive.

Jiang Tang just smiled, and while taking the phone back, he grabbed Yuan Chao's hand and stared at it.

The Yuan Dynasty gave birth to a pair of beautiful hands with distinct joints and hard calluses on the fingertips.

This is because of the imprint left by practicing the piano all the year round.

Jiang Tang grasped it lightly, then reached out and groped for the child's finger bones, looking at the letter pattern on it.

Yuan Chao paid attention to her expression, retracted his hands a little uncomfortably, stared at the rice in the bowl with downcast eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"I just think it looks good, and I know you don't like it."

"You know I don't like it, so you still get a tattoo?"

Yuan Chao rubbed his fingertips.

"Who did nothing wrong when they were young and ignorant."

Yo.

Look at what he said, this guy with feelings thinks he's grown up now?

Jiang Tang didn't say anything more.

The tattoos are all tattooed, let him go.

From then on until before the college entrance examination, Yuan Chao stayed in school obediently and attended classes.

The child is upbeat, and he already has a [-]-point bonus item for self-enrollment qualifications, but even without these [-] points, Yuan Chao's grades are enough for him to be admitted to this university.

At the teacher appreciation banquet, Yuan Chao drank a lot of wine.

Gao Qing also came. Although he hardly came to school in the later stage, he still went for the final exam.

His grades are worthy of his hard work, not too many and not too many seven subjects added up to double digits.

The whole international class had a meal together, and because the Olympiad class and the international class were taught by the same group of teachers, everyone simply booked a luxurious restaurant, and all the students got together to have a breakup meal.

In front of the teachers of various subjects, Gao Qing raised his cup to toast everywhere, especially the Yuan Dynasty, which became his focus of drinking.

After the teacher appreciation banquet was over, Gao Qing drove his car and stopped at the entrance of the hotel, honking his horn frantically at Yuan Chao.

"Yuan Dynasty! Get in the car!"

The Mercedes-Benz big G, a large off-road vehicle, is completely black and looks very cool.

After Gao Qing drank so much, he held the steering wheel with one hand, leaned out of the window with half of his body, and waved at Yuan Chao.

All the students present knew that Gao Qing was not a good person.

But in the past four years, Yuan Chao, the student representative, had the best relationship with him.

Everyone was not surprised, watching Yuan Chao get into the car, stepped on the gas pedal of the off-road vehicle, and rushed out.

The car window was opened, and the strong wind was blowing in his ears. Yuan Chao leaned against the car door and looked at Gao Qing.

"Underage, drunk driving."

When Gao Qing heard this, he laughed wildly.

"In K city, who dares to stop me?"

Yuan Chao turned his face away.

What Gao Qing said was true, it didn't matter to him whether he graduated from high school or not, but he still showed an appearance of getting out of the sea of ​​suffering.

He bumped Yuan Chao with his elbow and smiled recklessly.

"Almost going to college."

"Ah."

"Then tonight, I'll take you to a good place to see and see."

Yuan Chao raised his eyes and let Gao Qing lead him to the door of a private bar.

The car straddled three parking spaces randomly, Gao Qing jumped out of the car, and threw the key to the bartender beside him.

Yuan Chao followed closely behind, Gao Qing leaned over directly, and was about to reach out to hug Yuan Chao's neck, but the latter turned sideways and directly dodged.

"You smell like alcohol, stay away from me."

Yuan Chao frowned in disgust.

Gao Qing took it for granted, shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, then took a step and pushed open the door in front of him.

For a moment, it was like entering another world.

In front of me was a scene of feasting and feasting, loud music, and in a dark and extravagant environment, more than a dozen young boys and girls in grades were sitting on a long sofa.

Gao Qing came, and the boy sitting in the middle quickly stood up to greet him.

(End of this chapter)