When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 218 Mei Zhi Xue Luo
"not enough."

In the end, the smelly man is still duplicity.

"Take your senior sister home to stay at night. Don't forget, the two brothers and sisters-in-law of your business have already agreed to send you to the show."

Shang Tao and Tang Zhu.

"understood."

"You go to eat first." With another sentence, Meng Zixian opened the door, and Bei Yan ran out quickly, clutching her chest.

But in less than three seconds, she folded back again.

Those big eyes were full of spring, and he said to him: "In short, Yan'er is not a little scumbag, but Brother Meng is indeed a big pig's hoof, you have led me to ruin!"

When the man was stunned, she escaped.

He leaned against the wall, raised his hands to cover his face, and suddenly felt... well, a little ashamed to see her.

……

When Bei Yan and Meng Zixian left, Xiao Tong saw the complicated expression on Mu Jinhan's face, found a topic, and brought Luo Gucheng and Mu Jinyu to drink together.

The few men present here, that is, Meng Zixian and Mu Jinhan, who have experienced life and death, can't drink too much, and don't touch cigarettes. The others are too many.

After Bei Yan came back, the three drinking men were carrying out drinking orders. Although Mu Jinhan, Chu Yan, and Chu Meng were not allowed to drink, they brought tea with them and played with them. The atmosphere was very lively.

Ci Xin filled her stomach early, and had already gone to sit next to her to read the book she was carrying. She didn't leave, nor did she have any interest in disturbing others.

Seeing Bei Yan come back, Chu Meng pulled her in too, Bei Yan said no, and several people began to explain the rules to her.

Afterwards, when Mencius came back, they also dragged him in, and they had to ask him to drink too.

They had a lively New Year's Eve dinner, and the embarrassment they had created based on feelings before seemed to have disappeared.

In the end, except for Mu Jinhan, the four men drank nearly four and a half catties of liquor. Mencius Xian, who had the worst capacity for alcohol, drank less, while Mu Jinyu drank the most. Knowing to hide one or two, but he actually kept drinking.

In the end, only Xiao Tong and Meng Zixian were able to support their heads and say a few normal words, and Luo Gucheng and Mu Jinyu were lying on the ground.

Mencius looked enviously at Luo Gucheng, whose face was slammed on the table next to him, he raised his hand and pushed him: "You can drink two catties at a time for nothing, why did you lose one catty today?"

Luogu City has been completely over.

Mu Jinhan looked at him and Mu Jinyu who was sleeping with his face upside down, a moment of worry flashed across his brows.

I'm afraid it's not that Luo Gucheng can't drink anymore today, but that he, like Jinyu, has many things hidden in his heart...

Everyone knows that Meng Zixian lives in a happy family who can peacefully choose not to spend holidays with his family.

And even though Mu Jinhan felt that his family was once very complicated, but today he is also with his wife by his side and his own brother under his nose.

Xiao Tong is even happier, his wife and unborn child are with him.

Although Bei Yan is an orphan, but now there are important people in her life to accompany her, and two men are pursuing her naked.

Only Luo Gucheng, he has nothing.

"Zixian, don't you need help?"

"Don't worry, I'm not drunk." Meng Zixian leaned on the wall with blurred eyes and said, "Ci Xin and Bei Yan are going to my place. On the way to Lingjiu Peak, I have arranged for someone to slightly change the study on the first floor. , compassion should be used to it.”

"Okay, let's go then."

Although Mu Jinhan said so, he still patted Beiyan on the shoulder, "Although it's not far away, let's help him up."

Bei Yan nodded and left with him like this.

The others stayed at Mu Jinhan's house.

It was midnight when Mu Jinhan put him on the big bed in the guest room in Luogu City.

New Year's Day is over.

In the dark room, the quilt on his body was randomly covered by Mu Jinhan.

Although the room was warm, the temperature of the quilt and sheets was in contrast to his fiery body. Luo Gucheng's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and his eyes opened a crack, slowly adapting to the darkness in the room.

After a while, there was movement at the door again.

He tilted his head slightly and looked towards the door.

In the blurred vision, I saw a woman with a graceful figure, holding a tray firmly in her hand, walking towards him.

As the woman got closer, another woman with a slightly similar figure to the woman at this time appeared in his mind, wearing a long crimson dress.

But that woman can't serve milk, she can only shake wine.

She likes red, from eye makeup to lip gloss to earrings, to clothing, nails, and luxurious high heels, all kinds of red are the most popular.

When there was the sound of a cup being put down on the table by the bed, he closed his eyes tightly and said softly, "Chu Yan, when the plum blossoms are in bloom, will it still snow?"

Chu Yan, who brought him hot milk, hesitated a little, "The red plum blossoms must be around the time of heavy snow."

"Help me get my phone, please?"

"Where?"

"In the coat."

"Okay, I'll warm up the milk for you, drink it before going to sleep."

After finishing speaking, Chu Yan went to get him the phone.

She also feels very sorry for a boss like Luo Gucheng, even if he wants to drink during the holidays, he doesn't keep his mobile phone by his side, so he is not afraid of delaying some important things.

Then she brought him both cell phones from his coat.

He put aside the one he gave Beiyan before, and opened the WeChat on the other phone.

There is information.

He didn't give a note, and he didn't write any nickname. He sent him a message with the account of a landscape photo.

【Where did you eat tonight? 】

The time of this news is nine o'clock.

Then around ten o'clock, the account posted again: [2019, Happy New Year. 】

At 56:[-], this account sent a third message: [It will be the third year you dumped me soon, good night. 】

Seeing this, he raised his lips and smiled coldly. With the light of the phone screen, he could see the obvious crystals in his eyes that were blurred by alcohol.

At that time, he clicked on the transfer function of WeChat, randomly typed a series of numbers on it, and transferred it.

Then, he sent a very excessive message to this account.

[Sao-goods. 】

After a while, the other end received the transfer message, and sent a "red lips" system's own emoji, with three words attached: [It's just in front of you. 】

He logged out of WeChat, opened his usual bank app, and directly remitted a sum of money to a frequently used account on it.

The amount is 20192019 without a decimal point.

In the final operation, you need to confirm the account name on the other end.

He typed in four words - Mei Zhi Xue Luo.

It doesn't look like much, but there's no doubt that it's a name.

After the transfer was successful, he logged out and opened WeChat again, and sent another message to that account: "I want to make a mobile phone call, and I want to see your photo."

Soon, several high-definition photos of Chacha without a face were sent over.

Seeing this, he smiled evilly and sent a voice directly: "I lied to you, idiot."

(End of this chapter)