Fast Transmigration Big Brother Wants Candy

Chapter 416 God Says He Wants to Redeem Me (15)

Thiago Eyre also came out of the shed.

The five sat together on the picnic cloth. Carlos sat on the left of Thiago Al, followed by Qiao Luo, Victor, and Qiao Fei.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Qiao Fei deliberately took a seat away from Qiao Luo, and didn't even look at her when she sat down.

The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward, everyone was eating, and no one broke the calm for a while.

After all, Carlos coughed and said without words: "I heard that the wings of the angels are very beautiful, and when they are spread out, they are comparable to the sky."

The topic somehow came to him, Qiao Luo silently swallowed the roast meat in his mouth, and said very modestly, "The angel's wings are indeed relatively famous, but the blood wings of the blood race are also very beautiful."

"I heard that the first time an angel spreads its wings is for those who like it." Victor said suddenly.

"There is still this kind of talk." Carlos smiled jokingly, showing the standard expression of eating melons, "I wonder who the little angel Qiao Luo gave to spread his wings for the first time?"

Qiao Luo was slightly taken aback.

It suddenly occurred to me that the first time I spread my wings seemed to be on the day of the dance.

The only people who saw her wings that day were a group of men in black and Qiao Fei who had long since passed away.

She subconsciously looked sideways at Qiao Fei, but met his gaze.

His beautiful blood eyes stared at her unblinkingly for an unknown how long.

Carlos looked at Qiao Fei following her line of sight, and couldn't help showing a meaningful smile.

Qiao Fei looked away calmly, lowered her head and took a bite of the chicken wing.

Only then did Qiao Luo come back to his senses, and smiled lightly at Carlos, "The first time I spread my wings was naturally given to my mother."

"Oh~" Carlos dragged his tone, "Forget it, let's not talk about this, and quickly taste the beer I brought. This is famous in the world, and I heard that drinking it can relieve all worries."

The beer that Carlos brought is the Tsingtao in the world, and Qiao Luo can drink three bottles for a meal.

She hasn't had a drink for a long time since doing the task.

Carlos poured only a little for Qiao Luo carefully, "This is very easy to get drunk, you can only drink a little."

That's it?

Qiao Luo looked at the small sip in the cup and suspected that Carlos was insulting her.

But thinking of her identity as an angel at this time, she didn't care about it, and picked up the glass and took a sip of beer slowly.

Well, it's still a familiar taste.

While they were talking, Qiao Fei had already opened a bottle of beer on his own. At this time, the bottle of beer had already bottomed out. One can imagine how many glasses he drank.

Carlos froze for a moment, and hurried forward to snatch the wine bottle in his hand, "Why do you drink so much, you get drunk easily."

Qiao Fei's pale face was already blushing unnaturally, but his face was still calm. It seemed that he was still not drunk. He snatched the wine bottle from Carlos and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not drunk."

After finishing speaking, he continued to pour a glass, raised his head and drained it.

Carlos glanced at the things in front of him. There were only a dozen chicken wings that had been gnawed clean, and the rest were wine glasses.

He frowned, suddenly felt that the matter was not simple, stepped forward to snatch back the wine bottle again, grabbed his shoulder to prevent him from moving: "What's wrong with you today, why are you so wrong."

A thick layer of mist had already formed in Qiao Fei's eyes, hazy and misty.He reached out to grab the wine bottle, but was held down by Carlos' shoulder, unable to move for a while.

(End of this chapter)