Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 338 Qu Boyang sent Tang Zhi home
When he was drunk, he wanted her to seize the opportunity?
Nan Yi wanted to pry open his mouth directly to get him drunk.

Under everyone's gaze, the boy raised his head and drank a whole can of beer.As the beer flowed into his throat, the teenager's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his neckline stretched straight, and the line extending from his jaw to his neck was smooth and sexy.

Nan Yi bit the meat and sighed, why is Master Xu so coquettish when drinking?
One can of beer, one gulp.

The boy pressed the empty beer can on the table with one hand, his face and state remained unchanged.

Chen Ange dangled half a bottle of wine, her long and narrow peach eyes were dark and bright: "It's awesome, I have to work hard to show myself in front of the girl."

As he spoke, he reached out and waved his hand in front of Ning Zhixu's eyes: "Xu Gou, how much is this?"

"roll."

The boy raised his hand and waved his claws away, and continued to patiently pick the meat and sausages off the bamboo sticks.

The other four watched his reaction tacitly.

Waiting to see if it will be drunk.

however--

Nan Yi was a little disappointed: "You're not drunk, why don't you drink more?"

There were two untouched open cans of beer on the table.She put it by his hand, determined to get him drunk.

Seeing what she was thinking, Chen Ange made a move online: "Student Nanyi, you won't get drunk after drinking a can of beer or two. Otherwise, you can pour him white wine, and then drag him back to the room when he gets drunk."

Nan Yi thought it made sense, and was really moved.

Ning Zhixu stuffed the cut meat into her mouth with chopsticks, and immediately patted her head: "Hey, let me live for two more years."

The other four people: .
The young man threw the bamboo sticks onto the plate in front of Chen Ange again, and looked at him coldly: "Don't forget who was drunk, and took me to sing "Friend Life" at two o'clock in the morning."

"Fuck."

Suddenly being exposed to black history, Chen Ange was in a bit of a state of shock: "Okay, Xu Gou, don't let me catch your embarrassing moment."

Immediately, he leaned back, leaned against the back of the chair, took out a cigarette from his pocket and bit it on his lips.

Nan Yi only noticed.

It seems that when there are people, Chen Ange can't light a cigarette even if he wants to smoke.

Or a scumbag with public morality?

Because of the jokes in a few words, the atmosphere on the table became lively.The boys quickly mingle, and Qu Boyang occasionally joins the conversation.

Nan Yi is responsible for eating and taking care of Tang Zhi.

The little candy paper has always been very quiet, and most of the time, it hangs its head quietly and takes small bites.

The boy opposite was chatting, and there were occasional bursts of laughter, but she never dared to raise her head and look away.

Chen Ange is lively and reckless.

She really can't seem to keep him.
No matter how hard she tried to get closer, she couldn't really get close to him.

In the backpack behind her was the 300 yuan that Chen Ange had returned to her. This thought came to Tang Zhi's mind, and she panicked for a moment.

The food on the table was almost finished, so Chen Ange went to get some toast and fruit, and lighted a cigarette to relieve his addiction.

Qu Boyang looked at the pale face of the girl next to him in the dark night, touched her arm tentatively, blinked his black eyes and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Tang Zhi shook her head: "No, I'm full."

Then he stood up and said to Nan Yi: "Nan Yi, you can continue to eat. I have piano lessons tonight, so I'll leave first."

Nan Yin said goodbye to her.

Seeing that it was getting so late, Qu Boyang swallowed the last bite of meat, and got up with her: "I brought you here, then I will send you away."

The teenager standing by the barbecue grill smoking in the distance lightly flicked the ash, and turned over the slice of bread that was about to burnt with one hand.

　Qu Boyang and Chen Ange are two completely different people.

　　One is the sun.

　　One is night.

　　But Tang Zhi met Chen Ange in the dark, and a touch of scarlet between her fingers ignited all her youthful years.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)