A Record of the Survival of the Excellent Female Supporting Work through the Book

He said proficiently, "Please help her make a cocktail with the lowest alcohol content, which tastes like peach, and also help me have a Lamborghini!"

Lamborghini, the ingredients are mainly Galiano, blue orange, Baileys, coffee sweet, etc.

When the bartender heard the word Lamborghini, he deliberately raised his head and looked at Fu Tianlin one more time, as if he was a little surprised that he would choose this wine.

The bartender specifically reminded, "This wine has a relatively high alcohol content, are you sure you want to choose this glass?"

"I am sure."
The bartender nodded and said, "Okay, please wait for a while, and it will be ready soon!"

"Song Jianjian, let's go back first. If your eldest brother wants to trouble me, then I have no choice but to tell them the truth. I have already persuaded you, and you insisted on drinking it yourself!"

Fu Tianlin's tone was slightly teased, "When the time comes, don't say I betrayed you, or anything!"

At that time, the eyes were really different from Fu Lin's. They obviously had a very similar face, but the two of them always gave people a completely different look.

Fu Lin's temperament is as cold and indifferent as her senior world-weary face, and she always seems to give people a feeling of impatience.

However, Fu Tianlin looked like a child when he was childish occasionally, but his eyes always gave people a very gentle and affectionate trance.

"It's okay, you can just say it directly, and I didn't ask you to help me take the blame." Song Jianjian smiled calmly.

He spoke quickly, and it really didn't take long. In less than a few minutes, two glasses of nice-colored wine were handed to the two of them.

Fu Tianlin took two glasses of wine and led her to a corner and sat down. People who come to bars usually like to be lively, so there are not many people sitting in the corner, except for the two of them, there is only one man lying on the sofa resting .

Because he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only tell from his clothes that this person had an extraordinary background. Whether it was clothes or shoes, they were all new styles of the season, and his outfit already cost millions.

He must have been born into a wealthy family to be able to dress like this, right?
This is a good thing for them. He is a son of a wealthy family, so he must not
Will react violently to see them like normal people.

Fu Tianlin took off his mask, pushed the glass of pink wine to Song Jianjian's hand, and said in a nice voice, "You can drink this wine, but you can only drink one glass, and drink it slowly, don't drink too much." It's too fast, you've never had a drink, and if you're really drunk, you'll be in trouble."

"Thank you!" Song Jianjian's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and a pair of beautiful dimples were looming, sweet to the heart.

Fu Tianlin smiled slightly, with a faint light in his eyes.

Ten minutes later, Fu Tianlin felt deeply regretful for the current self, and couldn't help but want to reprimand him lightly, it was too stupid, it was beyond stupid.

Fu Tianlin saw the little girl who was very well-behaved and quiet before, now jumping up and down, wishing to tear down the house. She was wearing a short shirt, and when she jumped up, her white and slender waist could be seen at a glance. Be clear.

Fu Tianlin Fu amount,
He could only clamp Song Jianjian's hands, and sat down on the sofa again. Those beautiful eyes stared fixedly at Song Jianjian in front of him, as if he was looking at his mischievous little girl, with an atmosphere in his eyes Undeniably harsh.

He said solemnly, "Song Jianjian, you're a girl, do you know that it doesn't matter if you can't jump up and down on the stage like you did just now, but this is a bar!"

Song Jianjian was taken aback, and his misty eyes were suddenly stained with sadness. It seemed that because of his reprimand, he felt very sad in his heart. He sat down on the sofa obediently with his head down, and never dared to move around like before. .

Fu Tianlin, "..." Even if a certain person is drunk, he still has the same ability to read words and demeanor.

Song Jianjian's slap-sized face showed a bit of wordless obedience, but he couldn't be obedient if he was obedient.
After a few seconds, she suddenly rushed towards Fu Tianlin again.

Because the movement was too sudden and without warning, Fu Tianlin didn't realize it for a while, and she really jumped at her.

The two of them fell on the sofa together, and he fell back and just leaned his head against the back wall.

Hiss, it hurts.

As for Song Jianjian, he naturally hugged his waist tightly with both hands.

Her tone was very aggrieved, tears came as soon as she said it, "Captain, don't go, Stefanie don't go, you all go, just leave me alone on the show!"

Sorry, I'm not Hu Tian, ​​nor Stefanie.

Fu Tianlin closed his eyes helplessly and annoyed, "Song Jianjian, sit up first, can we sit up and talk properly? It's very uncomfortable for me to lean my back against the wall like this."
This is really a mistake that will cause eternal hatred.

If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't let it go!
Song Jianjian was completely drunk and confused, and couldn't hear his words clearly. He just kept holding his waist and crying, which was called a sad one, as if he wanted to burst out all his suppressed emotions.

"Song Jianjian, listen to me, the existence of the show itself is a cruel elimination, not a dead end, which shows that maybe they have a better way!"

Fu Tianlin's tone was a little inexplicably heavy, completely different from the usual foolishness.

"Some people are suitable for teams, some are suitable for solo flying, not all of them are suitable for women.

In the women's team, everyone has different temperaments. In the women's team, they may be covered by the light of other teammates and unable to show their true strength. "

"Life is a long road, you don't have to start grieving so early, maybe your two friends will be very popular in the future!"

He comforted Song Jianjian solemnly, but the person in his arms didn't listen to him at all, and suddenly slapped him, the voice was so loud that he was stunned. L
Fu Tianlin felt the side face slapped by Song Jianjian, it hurt so much!

In an instant, I felt that I just fed the dog with sympathy!
Song Jianjian didn't know the grievances in Fu Tianlin's heart. Now her mind was full of grievances, and her mind was so chaotic that she could hardly tell where she was.
She, who has been wronged for too long, just wants to burst out the suppressed emotions in her heart.

"All of you are completely different from what I know. All the directions are very strange. I am still recognized now. Lu Xing, he is really too smart, he can see everything!"

"It's obvious at a glance that I'm not his sister..."

Fu Tianlin was startled,
What is she talking about?
Why does he feel like he can't understand a word?

What is not his sister?What can be seen at a glance?

Is she drunk and talking nonsense?Or is there something else?

Others say that they tell the truth after drinking, so is she telling the truth?
Fu Tianlin glanced at the girl who threw herself on him, she didn't cling to him either, but just leaned on the sofa back chair, leaning slightly against him.

He had never been so close to a girl before, so he felt something was wrong all over his body, he could only squeeze into a corner, unable to move at all, his long legs had nowhere to rest, and he didn't dare to touch Song Jianjian in front of him.

Raising his hands, he was so tired.

He let out a long breath, feeling more tired than ever, and wanted to put his hands down.

Come on, but because Song Jianjian is too close to him, he might bump into each other as soon as he puts down his hand. It's not his style to take advantage of drunkenness...

Fu Tianlin pursed his lips, holding back his helplessness, and asked, "Song Jianjian, I said, are you drunk? Or are you awake?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't I still have my eyes open?"
Fu Tianlin choked,
Looks like he's drunk, speaks flawlessly, logic is still there!

"You're such a nuisance."

The girl's soft voice murmured to herself, not as if she was cursing, but as if she was acting like a spoiled child.

Fu Tianlin twitched the corner of his mouth and chuckled. Before he could speak, Song Jianjian slapped him again.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and covered his face with his hands, so Song Jianjian didn't succeed in slapping his face this time, but just hit his hands.

The corner of Fu Tianlin's mouth twitched, ""

Who did he provoke, and why was he slapped again?

Song Jianjian, what the hell is wrong with this?

——Beats people when drunk, a girl who usually looks so cute and gentle, why does her style of painting change when she gets drunk?
Could it be that he was too repressed at ordinary times, so he turned into a tigress when the drinking broke out in full swing?
Fu Tianlin felt even more tired when he thought of this, he let out a long sigh, and didn't even dare to move his hands

Put it down, tightly covering your face.

"It's said to hit people, but not in the face. You're better off. You just slap me in the face. Do you know that I have hundreds of millions of fans? How can I go out to meet people after you beat me like this?"

Song Jianjian's eyes were foggy, and she was confused. She only felt that there was a mosquito buzzing in her ear, which was very annoying.

She frowned, and impatiently slapped her again, "Go away."

Fu Tianlin felt that his hands were hurting, ""

Alas, there is simply no one in this wine.

"Fortunately, I have the foresight, or else you would have slapped me in the face again!"

"Song Jianjian, let me ask if the little girl can be gentler, gentler, and don't move around? If it weren't for my quick wit and quick response, I might get three slaps in the face today!"

"It's a good thing you don't have a knife in your hand, otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as slapping three times!"

"With such a big slap print, I don't want" face!

Song Jianjian suddenly raised his head. It seemed that his hair was in the way, so he lifted it up, and all the hair in front was pulled back, with a kind of messy and fluffy beauty.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt as if the air was filled with the fragrance of Song Jianjian's hair.

The fragrance was like an invisible hand that suddenly strangled his neck, making him almost unable to breathe, and his heart beat a little strangely.

I even forgot to say the words.

Fu Tianlin retreated subconsciously, but the cool feeling on the wall behind his back clearly told him that there was no way out.

Fu Tianlin's expression was a little embarrassed. The face of the always cheeky and childish man was stained with obvious unnaturalness, and his silver-white hair covered his ears with a touch of blush.

Song Jianjian raised his head without warning and approached his face.