Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 390 Who do you count as mine (2)

"Qiao Luo, let's just have a drink, don't worry, we won't delay work."

Qiao Luo raised his eyebrows, "You can do whatever you want."

When the bottle cap was lifted, the mellow wine aroma poured out. Just by smelling the taste, one could feel the strong wine power.

Qiao Luo took his cup away first, "Just drink it, I'll drink it."

She can't stand a glass of beer, let alone Erguotou.

Wan Chuyi looked down at her, "Half a glass?"

Qiao Luo shook her head firmly, let alone half a glass, she couldn't even take a sip.

Wan Chu clicked his tongue, "Disappointing."

The third sister laughed, and jokingly said, "Don't encourage Qiao Luo to drink, if her family finds out, it will never end with you."

If Qiao Luo gets drunk, someone who is thousands of miles away may be able to come back in a second.

The face covered with frost appeared in Wan Chuyi's mind, and his back felt cold.

Forget it, she really can't afford to offend that boss.

She reached out and took Song Ao's cup, poured more than half of it, "Come, let's drink a little each."

Immediately afterwards, she looked at Third Sister, "You want some too?"

The third sister covered the mouth of the cup, "Don't, I haven't drank for a long time, and my stomach can't take it after drinking this."

Wan Chu showed regret, "All of you are so disappointing and boring."

"Sister Hei, I'll drink with you."

Ignoring Song Ao's gloomy expression, Ling Beibei picked up the cup and handed it to Wan Chuyi.

"I want a cup."

Wan Chuyi looked at her in surprise, "Are you kidding, are you sure you can drink this?"

Although she can drink well, she is limited to red wine and beer. Half a glass of this white wine can pour her down.

Ling Beibei nodded, took the bottle away, and poured himself a glass.

Say a glass, it's really a full glass.

Wan Chu's eyes widened when he saw it, "I'll be good, Ling Beibei, with such a full glass, you plan to fall asleep after drinking it, right?"

Ling Beibei put down the wine bottle and raised her glass, "Sister Hei, I did it, you can do whatever you want."

As she spoke, she brought the wine glass to her lips, as if planning to get herself drunk.

"Hey, are you serious?" Wan Chuyi stretched out his hand to stop him, but he couldn't reach across the table.

Fortunately, a big hand stopped her for her.

"No drinking." There was a bit of annoyance in the steady voice.

Song Ao snatched the wine glass and put it heavily on the table.

Being angry, the attitude of speaking is naturally not good, "Don't you know that you can't drink white, why are you trying to be brave?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she was attacked again, and Ling Beibei's eyes were filled with water vapor.

He was fierce, and she also showed him fierceness, "It's my business if I want to drink, I don't care who you are mine."

Song Ao immediately darkened his face, clenched his hands hanging by his sides into fists, "What did you say, say it again."

Once emotional, Ling Beibei didn't care about anything else.

She stood up, holding back tears, "Song Ao, who am I, why do you care about me?"

"What I want to eat and drink is my business, and you don't have to worry about it."

As she spoke, she snatched back the wine glass and took a big gulp.

"Beibei, don't make trouble, you can't drink like this."

Wan Chuyi hurriedly stopped, it was still a step too late to stop.

The cold wine slipped down his throat, strong and choking.

Ling Beibei coughed uncontrollably, "Ahem..."

He coughed so hard that his face turned red.

I don't know if it's angry or drunk.

Song Ao looked at her coldly, touching her red eye sockets, feeling distressed and angry.

"You're right, I don't count you as anyone, and I have no right to control you."

After speaking, he pushed away the chair and went straight to the French window.

Ling Beibei turned pale, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, holding back her tears.

"Eat, I'll go to the bathroom."

She staggered away from the dining table, her petite figure haunted a bit lonely.

Wan Chuyi touched the back of his head, it was the first time he saw the two of them arguing like this, and he still couldn't react.

How did things suddenly turn out like this?
The third sister stretched out her hand and pulled off her sleeve, and reminded, "On the first day of the junior high school, go and see Beibei."

Wan Chu made a sound, and was about to take a step when he was stopped by Qiao Luo.

She looked at Qiao Luo questioningly, her eyes full of puzzlement.

"Let her be alone for a while." Qiao Luo said lightly.

Wan Chuyi looked up at the direction of the bathroom, thought for a while, and then sat back on the chair.

She sighed, a little regretful, "If I had known, I wouldn't have brought out the wine. It's such a serious mess now, it's really frustrating."

The third sister comforted, "Talk about it, everyone will calm down later, and everything will be fine, don't worry."

Wan Chuyi shook his head, resting his chin on his hands, "This time is different, it's the first time the two of them quarreled so hard."

It felt as if the friendship would end in a second, just now Song Ao's face was black as coal, this was the first time she saw him like this.

Qiao Luo said while cooking the mutton, "Let them settle the matter between the two of them by themselves, let's eat quickly."

Wan Chuyi and Sanjie looked at each other helplessly.

The two picked up the chopsticks, there was nothing they could do anyway, it would be better to fill their stomachs first, so that they would have the strength to persuade them to fight later.

Standing outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Song Ao looked far away at the night scene in the community.

The cold wind blew across his cheeks, and he gradually calmed down.

Thinking of the man's tears glistening, belated regret occupied his emotions.

If the words she said hadn't angered him, he wouldn't have lost control like that.

Who is he to her? Hasn't she seen his feelings for her yet?
Is she really tired of him and doesn't want him to control her?

Song Ao raised his hand and pulled his hair, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

A figure approached silently, and a cold voice suddenly sounded, "Do you regret it?"

When Song Ao turned his head, Qiao Luo had already walked beside him.

She said lazily, "It's useless to stand here and worry."

Song Ao frowned, "What do you mean?"

Qiao Luo didn't explain, and said, "She's been in the bathroom for almost half an hour."

Who that "she" refers to is self-evident.

Song Ao's heart tightened, and finally he couldn't help but walk back into the house.

The hurried steps revealed the emotions in his heart.

Qiao Luo pursed his lips, put his hands on the railing, and looked up at the gray night sky.

The bright moon is looming, and a few residual stars dot the night.

Don't know what he's doing at this point?
Have you had dinner yet?

After entering the room, Song Ao went straight to the bathroom.

He was in such a hurry that he didn't even stop Wan Chuyi calling him.

"Song Ao."

Being ignored, Wan Chuyi's heart skipped a beat when he saw his aggressive appearance.

"What are you doing standing here?" Third Sister came out of the kitchen and wiped the water stains on her hands.

"It's over, something is going to happen." Wan Chuyi didn't have time to answer, so he quickly chased after him.

"Boom boom boom——"

Song Ao slammed on the door and shouted in a deep voice.

"Ling Beibei, open the door."

Fearing that the two of them would really fight, Wan Chuyi stepped forward to hold him back, "Song Ao, it was just an exchange of words, you are a man, please be more generous and stop making trouble."

　And ha...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)