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Xiang Zimoyun scratched his head: "We are all family members, Teacher Rou will definitely not sell me out, right?"

Sang Zhe sighed helplessly. Since Xiaoying agreed, he would just take it as a way to relieve some stress before getting married. To be honest, Sang Zhe was a little tired from the recent busy schedule.

I'm satisfied. I'm going to have a drink with my brothers and talk about the relationship. It's good to let go.

So, on the eve of the wedding, until dusk, the tedious and huge list of guest arrangements and procedures finally

It was confirmed. Long Zhen and Tang Yubing were still doing the final confirmation, and Rouzhe finally made time to rush to the restaurant that Xiang Zimo and others had booked. As soon as he entered the restaurant, Sang Zhe was stunned.

Because there were a little more people waiting for him in the restaurant than he had imagined.

"Brother Sang, you are finally here!" Cao Ni and Xiang Zimo have been waiting for a long time with a smile, let's not talk about it for now. "What are you two here for?" Cheng Dayong, an old man with a charming face, immediately came up with a smile: "Boss, didn't Mr. Cao say that there is a bachelor party? Then I have been a bachelor all my life, isn't it just right for me to attend the bachelor party." Huo Ming, a young and handsome man, scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Teacher Rou, I am just curious about what a bachelor party is...ah, I told my sister, and my sister agreed to let me come." Speechless Sang Zhe turned his head and looked at the other two people sitting opposite him drinking.

"You two elders, are you also watching these young people fooling around?" "Yes, Brother Sang, that's too polite." Scarred Xu Yourong said cheerfully: "I am also a member of the Demonic Path now,

I am also your good friend, Brother Sang. What's wrong with attending your good friend's bachelor party?

Looking at Qin Xiuyuan, who was looking at him with a feminine face, he also looked at his throat and said, "I just want to catch up with my old friend. Mr. Sang, you don't have to mind me."

The corner of Sang Zhe's mouth twitched, and finally he set his sights on the extremely conspicuous person sitting in the main seat.

"..So, all this was your idea?" "Hehe. But you."

Bai Ming, wearing a sad frog mask, suddenly jumped down from the chair he was sitting on, and then came to Sang Zhe with a proud look on his face: "How is it? I invited a bunch of your friends to the bachelor party for you. Am I a good brother?"

You know they are just bad friends! "No, forget about them." Sang Zhe held Ren Ziming in his arms and lowered his voice, saying, "We men are single.

What are you doing here, a woman? "

"What?" Bai Ming pouted unhappily, "You've always treated me as a brother."

When you knew my identity, you didn't treat me as a woman. Now you know to avoid suspicion?" "No, I mean..." Sang Zhe was speechless for a moment. "Hey, why are you talking so much? You are like a woman."

Bai Ming shook off Sang Zhe's hand, raised his glass, and shouted to the audience:

.

"Come on, brothers!" "Celebrate the last night before Comrade Rouzhe gets married, the last bachelor party

Right." "Cheers!" "Cheers!!!" Everyone raised their glasses and shouted. Only Sang Zhe was left, smiling bitterly.

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Four Hundred and Seventy-Three: It’s okay to drink a little more, right?

Originally, Sang Zhe thought that this so-called bachelor party would be a social disaster for people who were not familiar with each other.

In the end, it was very likely to turn into an awkward conversation with nothing to talk about. However, after just two or three glasses of wine, the atmosphere in the room was heading in an uncontrollable direction. "Mingwaa ...

He cried, "Why can Teacher Sang find so many beautiful girls so easily, while I have been a junior teacher in the Imperial Master's Mansion for so many years, but I am still a virgin?

"Why do all the girls think I'm a scumbag who cheats on their relationships when they see me? Why don't anyone believe me when I say I'm single...

But I have never even touched a young girl’s hand in my life. When I went to a brothel, I would sing a whole song. My friends asked me to stop singing and touch them for a while, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. "

“Who isn’t?” Cao Nizi on the other side also shed tears secretly, “I just don’t understand, why there is no perfect woman like Fairy Ling Hua in the real world?

"I was scolded for being obsessed with paper figures. She even asked me if paper figures could continue the Cao family's lineage."

"He is basically teasing my Fairy Ling Hua! How can a woman as perfect as Fairy Ling Hua give birth to a child with her belly exposed? Nothing that damages her appearance can happen! I won't allow it!"

Looking at the two of them talking to each other, Sang Zhe was actually a little annoyed. It can only be said that they were two teenagers who were more or less poisoned by sexual repression.

His mental state is no longer normal.

But the two of them laughed and cried for a long time, and then came over to entangle Rouzhe with snot and tears.

"Teacher Rou! Please, teach me how to pick up girls! I don't want to have many wives and concubines like you, I just want a quiet and well-behaved girlfriend!

“Brother Sang! Fairy Linghua really needs a dog! I really like Fairy Linghua, but they said that Fairy Linghua likes cats, right? Sang Zhe: “….Why don’t you two start over? It feels like this is the end of your life.” It was okay for the young man to be frustrated.

Sang Zhe shifted his perspective, and the other side was even more outrageous. Xu Yourong was drunk, his neck red, and he stood up and sang: "

When you see injustice, you should speak up and take action when it is time to do so! "

Back in the days in the mountains of the southwest, I was so powerful that I could command hundreds of people to respond! But now I have to work like a slave in this damned magic world, paying back these damned debts every day!

"It's so fucking wronged! I hate it!" On the other side, Qin Xiuyuan looked at his handkerchief and wiped his tears in a sissy way: "Aren't we also suffering? Born in the emperor's family, we have no control over everything. His Majesty wants us to die, and even our hesitation is considered dereliction of duty and disrespect." "Buqishan's fight with a demon tribe was clearly acting, but the two girls were so cruel and bullied our old bones together." "You didn't even frown, and you didn't feel sorry for us at all!" The two workers looked at each other, and finally cried and looked at each other. How to say it. It's even more distressing. Thinking about the fact that he had also survived from being a worker, Sang Zhe couldn't help but sigh in his heart, feeling emotional. Fortunately, they are now working for him. The dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon. He has finally become Fang's evil capitalist.

The scene between Old Man Cheng and the young master seemed quite harmonious. Cheng Dayong, who was half awake, patted the young master's shoulder seriously:

"I'm telling you, I'm not bragging." "Nuo Tian is the prison warden, I'm second to him and above everyone else!" Apart from the boss, I'm the one with the best performance, the greatest reputation, and the most

"After all, I have been through life and death with the boss for countless years. I have resisted violence, died for others, been to brothels, and been escorted by darts. Look at this, this scar..." Old Man Cheng looked at Huo Ming, who was fascinated, and pulled open his clothes to point at a scar on his left chest: "This is the scar on my left chest when I was being hunted down and had nowhere to go. I, Old Man Cheng, blocked the evil path of No. 10 alone, and it took me 70 or 80 times more effort to drag the boss away!"

"I've touched it for seventy or eighty times, but why is there only one scar?" Little Tuye narrowed his eyes in confusion.

“….Ahem, because I left this scar on purpose and didn’t heal it.” Old Man Cheng looked mysterious: “This is proof that I’ve been through life and death with the boss!” Although Sang Zhe tried to recall for a long time, he didn’t know where Cheng Dayong’s fabricated memory came from. But this scar, if Sang Zhe remembered correctly, was from the last time this old man went to a brothel in the city to pick up a girl but forgot to bring money, and was cut by the debt collector. The old man chased him to see the girl all the way to Rouzhe’s office, and Rouzhe paid for him.

Afterwards, because there were too many people around and he was worried that he would not pass the political review, Old Man Cheng had to secretly ask Sang Zhe to keep the secret for him.

Sang Zhe also scolded him fiercely. At that time, Sang Zhe naturally could not have imagined that this matter would be

It became a way to block the force for myself.

But he was too lazy to expose it. He was just bragging. But the next moment, his eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly, "That's amazing!"

"I will also block the knife for Teacher Sang", Sang Zhe was immediately frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly took Old Man Cheng out.

By the end of the drinking, everyone was basically lying in a mess. Cao Nizi and Xiang Zimo, the two elders, were huddled together, drooling from drunkenness.

Cao Nizi also held Xiang Zimo's feet, biting them and dreaming: "Hehe... Fairy Linghua's feet are small and fragrant.

Xu Yourong fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep, while Qin Xiuyuan resisted the urge to get drunk and took the little prince back to his residence.

Looking at the mess in the restaurant, Sang Zhe sighed silently. He had actually drunk quite a bit, and was quite drunk. However, because Mingda was a heavenly marriage, Sang Zhe did not dare to drink more, and always controlled himself.

How was your bachelor party?

Behind him, Bai Ming, who had already taken off his frog mask, suddenly spoke.

"To be honest." Sang Zhe rolled his eyes and said, "I'm very happy." He was indeed very happy. Although it didn't seem to have anything to do with the bachelor party, it had been a long time since Sang Zhe had such a relaxed and happy time with his friends.

The.

Not in my previous life. The only time in this life was when I was drinking with Bai Ming.

"As long as you are happy." Bai Ming smiled, then raised the wine glass and looked at Sang Zhe with sparkling eyes.

Sang Zhe hesitated for a moment: "Still drinking?" "You're not drunk yet." "I dare not get drunk. Tomorrow is my wedding." "What does it matter? I won't force you to drink." Bai Man said nonchalantly, "Besides, don't you think that if you don't get drunk after drinking, it's the same as not drinking at all?" Sang Zhe hesitated for a moment, but still raised his glass. It was indeed too early to get drunk. If he drank a little more... it shouldn't matter, right?

Four Hundred and Seventy-Four: His Secret

As a result, at midnight, on the roof of the restaurant, the lights of the thousands of houses downstairs had basically been extinguished. Only a few candles were left at the door to guide the way. The moonlight was bright and clear, and it didn't feel dark for the two people on the roof.

There were a few empty wine jars placed beside them, and the two men lifted up the wine jars and touched them together, then tilted their heads back and gulped them down. "Great!"

Sang Zhe suddenly yelled at the top of his lungs. "Why are you yelling so loudly? Aren't you afraid that everyone will be asleep in the middle of the night?" Zi Ming, who was standing next to him, was almost drunk, but his beautiful eyes were blurred.

The lovely wine complained softly.

"Life is so pleasant that I can't express it without a long howl." Sang Zhe stretched himself lazily and then lay down on the tiles on the roof of the restaurant.

on.

"You know what?" "Until now, I still feel that it is a little unreal." Tomorrow is my first real wedding. "He murmured to himself

language.

Bai Ming tilted his head and listened to his story quietly. "In my previous life, I was just an ordinary person who had never been married. I didn't even think about getting married or falling in love.

There is no chance to talk about love. "

"I am very happy to have found the one I love and to be with him/her for the rest of my life.

"Although I'm still quite stressed out recently because I'm busy with my wedding, thankfully everything is different now than it was in my previous life."

"I am very lucky to have so many virtuous wives around me, and a good brother like you who can accompany me when I am under the most pressure."

"Thanks, brother." Sang Zhe turned his head and smiled cheerfully. Bai Ming confirmed it for a moment, then punched him with a sullen smile. "Get lost. You're being so hypocritical." "I'm serious." He coughed loudly, "I'm really happy to have you as a brother. A lot

I can be happy to tell you things I dare not tell others; I am too lazy to pretend in front of you that I have many things I dare not reveal. "

"I've never experienced this feeling in my previous life. It turns out it's such a great feeling to have a close friend who you can confide in."

Bai Ming didn't say anything. She hugged her knees and gently put her head on them, her hair hanging down to one side, like a waterfall hanging beside her.

She opened her mouth slightly, but in the end she lowered her eyes and said nothing. "Read, I suddenly want to ask you, how did you come to this world?"

Sang Zhe asked excitedly. "How did it come... Just die and it comes." Bai Ming shrugged: "People will die anyway." "There are many ways to die." Sang Zhe shook his head: "Painful death, peaceful death, meaningless death, etc.

, died with a bang."

The death of a country or a person who is sad for the whole country. Or the death of Ziran alone." Ziluo seemed to not understand what Rouzhe meant. "It makes no difference to me." "It does to me." Sangzhe suddenly lowered his eyes and smiled lightly. "As a friend, I hope you didn't suffer so much in your last life." Bai Ming suddenly remembered. He seemed to still know nothing about Sangzhe in his last life. Perhaps it was because Sangzhe gave him too ordinary impression when they first met. Ordinary, humble, and careful calculation and careful thinking that belong to ordinary people, and

Good at observing people's expressions and understanding other people's moods.

.Just like the countless struggling employees in his own company that he had seen in his previous life. As for the inner world of Sang Zhe, the remaining things were only gradually understood after getting to know him. His kindness and gentleness. His optimism and restraint.

He cherishes and cares for the people he loves. It's like a hard shell wrapped in a fluffy marshmallow. "You know. My family is well-off." Bai Ming said nonchalantly: "So it's not that sad, just a

It was just an accidental car accident." "It's so common that all reincarnation stories are described in this way. It's actually quite unremarkable." "Maybe my family will be in pain for a while." She took another sip of wine and wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve without any ladylike image, "But it should be limited to this. I'm not the only daughter in the family."

Friends?" Not many. And you know, the few people I can get in touch with are

How many of these friends can be close to each other? It's just fake sisterhood." After talking about this, Bai Ming also mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally: "What about you? How did you get here? Were you also killed by a car?" "Me?" Sang Zhe thought about it, but finally just smiled silently. "Maybe I'm not as unlucky as you. I died of a serious illness." "What illness?" I forgot."

Bai Ming looked at him in confusion. "But this is the first time I've talked about my past life with someone like this."

Sang Zhe suddenly looked up with emotion, gazing at the moon in the sky: "Maybe I have been here for too long, sometimes I almost forget about the things in the other world.

It’s nice to be able to talk to you about my past life.” “Have you ever thought about talking to Xiaoying about these things?” Bai Ming asked again.

I don’t think she would care where you come from.”

"Of course she doesn't care." Sang Zhe shook his head deeply: ". But I care." "It's okay if she doesn't know. A man has a sense of mystery only when he has some secrets. Mystery is also a kind of charm of a man." "Come on! Drink!" He raised the wine jar. Bai Ming glared at him in reproach: "Men are really pigs. Didn't Liu just say that Mingguan has important things to do and can't drink too much?" "Drink first!" Sang Zhe's smile showed some emotions that Bai Ming couldn't understand.

In the end, they still got drunk. When Bai Ming helped the drunk Sang Zhe stumble down the stairs, Sang Zhe was only having vague dreams.

No, I can't get drunk. I have to get up early tomorrow.

Seeing how drunk he was, Bai Ming was both angry and amused. After finally dragging him to the door of the room, Bai Ming smelled the

She reeked of alcohol and her nose was slightly wrinkled.

….In this state, I won’t be able to go to pick up the bride tomorrow.” She murmured. After a moment, she called the servants to drag Sang Zhe to the bath together with her.

After waiting for the servant, she carefully took off her folded clothes. After hesitating for a while, she also took off her own clothes with a slightly blushing face.

Then, he dragged him into the pool. "While Xiaoying was carefully wiping his body with Bai Mingzhang's hand, Sangzhe, who was leaning against the pool, was still dreaming about something.

While Bai Ming was carefully cleaning his body, his thoughts were unconsciously flying away.

In fact, she knew that Sang Zhe had lied to her. Perhaps he did not forget the cause of death, but just did not want to tell himself. Just like he did not want to tell Xiaoying. He had always been this kind of person. No matter how many days of pressure and grievances he had suffered, he would always keep it in his heart. Whenever he faced people he was close to, he would always force out a friendly smile that made people feel good. But Bai Ming did not like Sang Zhe's smile.

She always felt that this kind of smile made people feel particularly distressed. "Tomorrow... I have to get up early" "Got it." Bai Ming tapped his head lightly, both angrily and amusedly.

"I will wake you up on time tomorrow." "Get married, look how happy you are." Her fingers stayed on Sang Zhe's chest. Her movements suddenly stopped. The drunk Sang Zhe fell into her arms, his head hanging heavily on her shoulder. Bai Ming heard the sound of his heart beating faster.

475. Man, you are playing with fire.

Sang Zhe was very drunk. Bai Ming called him twice tentatively, but he didn't wake up at all. ..Really. He was drunk like a pig. Bai Ming felt helpless. Although Sang Zhe was already thin, it was still a bit difficult for Bai. She gently wrapped her arms around Sang Zhe's chest and hugged him to the edge of the swimming pool again.

I don't know if it's Bai Ming's illusion. Sang Zhe's body temperature is a little high. It feels warm against my body.

Where their skin touched, Bai Ming would feel a strange tingling sensation.

sense.

She forced herself to look at the newspaper, carefully placed the mulberry tree against the edge of the pool, and finally sighed.

You, how can you be so rude to those bar girls who are picked up on the street?

? ”

Bai Ming poked his cheek jokingly, then said with a hint of smile, "Don't boys need to protect themselves outside? Aren't you afraid that I might do something bad to you?"

Sang Zhe was still sleeping soundly. He could even hear faint sounds. Bai Ming suddenly realized that perhaps he was confident and trustful enough to sleep with him.

Bai Ming couldn't tell whether she was frustrated or happy. She seemed to have gotten used to staying by his side as a good brother. Over time, she almost forgot about it.

Long time ago, when I was beside him and watching his back, I saw his admiring eyes. "That's great." She leaned gently against the pool, tilting her head to look at Sang Zhe's sleeping face: "Soon you will have a grand wedding to marry Xiaoying."

"Which girl wouldn't dream of seeing such a romantic and touching scene?" "Xiaoying must be very happy." She couldn't help but stretch out her finger and gently poked Sangzhe's cheek. But after playing with it for a while, she lowered her eyes a little disappointedly and leaned gently against him.

Next to him. I wish you could marry me in such a grand and romantic way. "She said to herself. "Hey. Don't sleep." "I heard you. Can you marry me too?"