Rebirth, I really don't want to be a scumbag

"Drink, drink!" Han Tian was booing over there,

"..." The two girls were speechless together, but they were forced to drink anyway.

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820 Chapter Nine I Don't Have a Boyfriend

Zhou Yuwen didn't want to drink at first, but this Han Tian is an old alcoholic, and he changed his ways to drink Jiang Ting and his own wine, so how could Zhou Yuwen suffer a disadvantage, and immediately started drinking with Han Tianzheng, authentic Kweichow Moutai, don't drink Nothing to drink.

Later, Han Tianzheng was so poured that he didn't want to drink anymore, so I asked you about the project of Baizhou Plaza.

"Hey, Uncle Han, don't discuss business at the wine table, just drink." Zhou Yuwen poured another glass for Han Tianzheng as he spoke, a full glass of wine, and Zhou Yuwen also poured a big glass.

Zhou Yuwen said: "I'm deeply emotional, Uncle Han, I'm not a fool, I drank this cup, your elders don't want to refute my face, right?"

Before Han Tianzheng could speak, Zhou Yuwen had already gurgled his drink. After wiping his mouth, Zhou Yuwen said, "Uncle Han, it's your turn."

Han Tian just wanted to drink others' wine, but he couldn't hide from it, and Zhou Yuwen had already drank it, so he had no reason not to drink it, so he just drank one glass after another with Zhou Yuwen.

At the end of the drink, my face was red and my neck was thick, so I stopped speaking Mandarin, and started to speak Sichuan dialect. Over there, I was bragging to Zhou Yuwen, saying that I started my business at the construction site when I was 16, and my shoulders are full of calluses. Strip clothes.

Zhou Yuwen also started to speak the Sichuan dialect, he must be virtuous, Guawazi is amazing.

"...." Han Qingqing was stunned when he heard that.

Han Tianzheng waved his hand, which one is amazing, it's all for life, cheers.

After clinking another glass, Jiang Ting next to her couldn't stand it any longer, so she asked Han Qingqing to persuade her, but Han Qingqing went over and said, old man, you can't drink anymore, don't you?

"Who said I can't drink? When adults talk, it's your child's turn to talk. Come on, the younger brother that the old man just recognized, come and call uncle." Han Tianzheng said, pointing to Zhou Yuwen.

"Oh, brother, the girl is so handsome!" Zhou Yuwen burst out laughing when he heard this.

Han Qingqing's small face was puffed up, and she gave Zhou Yuwen a hard look. Zhou Yuwen was turning a blind eye, while Han Tian was waving his hand and saying, "No, no, it's really ugly. I wonder if it's me." biological.

"If you really look like you, you won't be able to marry."

"She hasn't married yet, brother, if you want it, take it."

"Seniority cannot be messed up."

"In the future, we will talk about each other. You call me brother, and I call you son-in-law."

"???"

In the end, both of them were drunk. Han Qingqing helped Han Tianzheng to leave, while Jiang Ting helped Zhou Yuwen to leave. The two met each other and looked reluctant when they parted. Ask Zhou Yuwen if he can play Pai Gow?Zhou Yuwen said that he was not very good at playing.

"Just understand the rules, come to my house to fight another day, don't you want to discuss business? Talk while fighting." Han Tianzheng said.

Zhou Yuwen nodded repeatedly.

So they separated like this. The two seemed to be able to talk, and they should not be too drunk. After they separated, they couldn't walk. I fell asleep.

Jiang Ting didn't know where Zhou Yuwen lived, so she took him directly to her room, panting from exhaustion, she felt that she and Zhou Yuwen were really enemies, it had been several years, and she still wanted to torture herself.

But Zhou Yuwen was lying on the bed with a big face, still grinning there. Seeing Zhou Yuwen smiling, Jiang Ting became even more angry. She sat by the bed and just looked at Zhou Yuwen for a long time. It's been a long time since I saw Zhou Yuwen so seriously. Zhou Yuwen hasn't changed at all from four years ago, he's still so sharp and handsome.

"Zhou Yuwen, tell me, it would be great if you could be more focused." Jiang Ting looked at Zhou Yuwen who was sleeping soundly over there, and couldn't help but mutter to herself.

She thought about letting Zhou Yuwen live here tonight, and she went to sleep on the sofa outside by herself, but when she got up, after thinking about it, she couldn't help but bent down and kissed Zhou Yuwen.

Jiang Ting was wearing a black OL narrow skirt suit with a graceful figure. She bent down to kiss Zhou Yuwen like this, but Zhou Yuwen opened her eyes vaguely at this moment, looking at such a delicate face.

Jiang Ting couldn't help but blushed, and quickly straightened up.

"You! Did you do it on purpose again!?" Jiang Ting scolded with a blushing face.

After speaking, she turned around and wanted to leave, but when she turned around, Zhou Yuwen grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. Jiang Ting was dragged directly onto the bed, and Zhou Yuwen lay on top of her.

Zhou Yuwen met Jiang Ting's eyes, and Jiang Ting frowned and asked, "What are you going to do? Let me tell you, we have nothing to do with each other now. If you dare to do something to me, eh!"

Before Jiang Ting could finish her sentence, Zhou Yuwen covered her. Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but push Jiang Ting's clothes away, and then put her hand directly into Jiang Ting's skirt.

Gritting her teeth angrily, Jiang Ting said, Zhou Yuwen, you are committing a crime now!

But Zhou Yuwen didn't seem to have sobered up, didn't say a word, and just forcibly had sex with Jiang Ting, and Jiang Ting, who was so angry, scratched several scratches on Zhou Yuwen's back.

Jiang Ting has been abstinent for five years, and her father has no resistance to the child at all. The flower path has never been swept away by customers, and the Pengmen is now opened for the king, so it is like this, the long drought meets the nectar, and in the end Jiang Ting stopped scolding Zhou Yuwen , just let Zhou Yuwen run amok.

When Zhou Yuwen sobered up the next day, he just felt a headache, huh?Why are you here?what happened last night

Where is this place?

Zhou Yuwen got dressed and went out, but saw Jiang Ting in the outhouse doing yoga in her yoga clothes. She had been doing yoga for a while, and now Jiang Ting was flushed all over and her face was covered with sweat.

Zhou Yuwen was a little embarrassed when he remembered what happened last night.

And Jiang Ting also heard the movement at this time, turned to look at Zhou Yuwen, got a towel to wipe off her sweat, and asked lightly, "Are you up?"

Zhou Yuwen hummed, looked at Jiang Ting's drenched body, and said, "Well, I was drunk last night."

Jiang Ting glanced at Zhou Yuwen expressionlessly, without saying anything, she threw the towel aside after wiping off her sweat and said, "I ordered room service, let's have breakfast first."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Ting turned around, and Zhou Yuwen had no choice but to follow behind. When he walked to the dining table, he realized that he hadn't brushed his teeth and went to have a meal with Jiang Ting.

She was really drunk last night, so Zhou Yuwen can't remember anything now. Now that she thinks about it, Jiang Ting seems to have changed a lot. After all, she gave birth to a child, so she is completely different.

Jiang Ting was still wearing a yoga vest when she was eating, Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but cast a second glance, it was different.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Ting asked while adding ketchup to the toast.

"No, you had a caesarean section when you gave birth to Xiaoyu?" Zhou Yuwen asked.

Jiang Ting frowned, and asked curiously, "Why are you asking this?"

"Well, since you don't have any scars on your belly, I just asked." Zhou Yuwen said.

"Oh, I had a normal delivery." Jiang Ting said.

"Did the birth go smoothly?"

Jiang Ting felt that Zhou Yuwen was weird, and suddenly, she seemed to think of a reason, bang!He slapped the table violently.

At this moment, Jiang Ting's phone rang. Seeing that it was Han Qingqing, Jiang Ting answered the phone: "Hello? Qingqing? What's the matter?"

Han Qingqing also smiled wryly, and she said, "My dad asked Zhou Yuwen if he wanted to play mahjong? Three missing one."

"Today?" Jiang Ting asked.