After realizing that I am beautiful [Rebirth]

The middle is considered soundproof, and it seems that the opposite side is also here for entertainment, and the movement of giggling and laughing is also transmitted here, but it is small and cannot be heard clearly.

But one can guess that no one will lose in the excitement on both sides.

"You're nothing now," Qi Lin twitched his leg and pressed against Zang Qishan's stomach. Although he couldn't get up, his eyes were still imposing, and he pointed at Zang Qishan's heart, "You're lying here now."

"Is it?" Qi Lin didn't want Zang Qishan to answer this question at all, because he could see it.

If Zang Qishan wasn't afraid now, he wouldn't have lowered his voice to speak.

At best, he wanted to go wild again where there was no Zang Nandu.

Zang Qishan withdrew himself, sat and played with the wine bottle on the table, and finally looked at Qi Lin with interest, "If you don't play the big adventure, you don't play, but you have to drink."

The boy who made a fuss just now heard what Zang Qishan said, so he didn't say much.

After all, the picture is already bursting, and no one dares to worry about Zang Qishan's business.

"Pick a bottle," Zang Qishan shook three or four bottles on the table by himself.

Finally, Qi Lin knocked on the tall, thin brown bottle.

Vodka purified by special distillation.

Zang Qishan raised his eyebrows, "You want to leave that much."

Qilin didn't hesitate to knock on this bottle, which was quite powerful. After knocking it, Zang Qishan had nothing to say.

"Then it's settled, including the game just now, you can taste it first." Zang Qishan directly wiped the cup and poured it out.

full.

Qilin watched Zang Qishan drink it.

One cup, empty bottom.

Zang Qishan wanted to reach out, but Qilin didn't give him the chance.

He drank in a hurry, not knowing what water he thought he was drinking.

But after drinking it, my face turned red.

"I don't know what the hell is going on with you," Zang Qishan propped his chin and looked at Qilin.

His mouth was usually full of water, and it became redder and more moist after drinking.

Same as the tongue inside.

It's so gorgeous.

"So can I go?" Qi Lin knew the consequences of drinking in a hurry, so he didn't intend to get entangled with Zang Qishan. He stood up and gently supported his body with the back of his hand, "I'm leaving."

"Is there a game for one game?" Zang Qishan was half-clothed, raised his head and smiled, showing half of his canine teeth on the right side of his face, "at least three games."

"I'll say it one last time," Qi Lin pulled Zang Qishan's hand away, and continued to walk forward, "The game is over, the wine is over, you should be shameless."

Being able to drink and knowing how to drink are two different concepts.

What's more, the bottle just now made him feel sick just looking at Zang Qishan.

"That won't work," Zang Qishan finally wrapped his legs around him, "I said, yes."

"Snapped."

A slap.

Qi Lin's slap.

The slap on Zang Qishan's face.

"Show face," Qi Lin finally said while holding back his heels.

He became very energetic after drinking, and he felt bored, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense with the rascal Zang Qishan. He chose that bottle of high-quality wine, even if he gave Zang Qishan face.

Since he doesn't follow the rules, I have no obligation to accompany him to act as a good student.

Zang Qishan has short hair, and when he sits and looks up at people, he always has a ruffian air.

Especially with the look in his eyes now, it makes people flustered.

It's quiet around now.

The students who were eating melons just now are holding wine bottles to find warmth.

Qilin beat Ge Mengping with his hands before, but now he dumped Zang Qishan.

So fucking precious.

Zang Qishan grinned sullenly and refused to let anyone else sit down again, pulling his face forward, even if everyone around him was watching, Zang Qishan had the right to pretend he couldn't see it, "Do you just think I dare not move?" You" Zang Qishan lost the smile on his face, "I'm about to leave, so you can't give me a good face"

Qi Lin didn't reply, until he got an extra hand in his white shirt, very similar to Zang Nandu's.

"I'm sweating," Zang Qishan grabbed a handful, "It is said that women are made of water, you should be different." Zang Qishan followed the law of human movement, "You are made of horse flea water."

Qilin wanted to slap again, so Zang Qishan grabbed his wrist, but he kept his mouth open and said, "You don't dare."

Zang Qishan even turned the person over, and with his long legs, he even swept away a few bottles of beer on the table. Now the two of them were rotting on the sofa with a pool of wine.

Today, Zang Qishan's anger is getting higher and higher.

"You really feel that I don't dare now." Zang Qishan bowed slightly, pushing him down on the sofa,

Qi Lin's face was flushed now, his brows were frowned, but he didn't look up.

After that, his hand was held down, and the palm was scarier than his forehead.

This time Zang Qishan didn't move, Qi Lin's chest and front were in a mess, and Zang Qishan's hand was placed on it, and Zang Qishan gasped for breath and used his hands to block the moon and wanted to hug him, only to feel that Qi Lin was really soft and outrageous, " I want to know how much you can drink." Zang Qishan touched a red-brown bottle, and Bacardi's orange bubbles filled the glass half a palm wide. Zang Qishan held it in front of Qilin's eyes, "One sip Drink it, and it's over."

Bacardi wine is strong, and it is not the same as the vodka just now. It has been placed on the face for a long time without being touched.

"Don't you like guessing my mind?" Zang Qishan half-knelt, looked at Qi Lin, "I count you as the winner."

Zang Qishan was able to kill and set fire, but he didn't dare to offend Zang Nandu. He didn't like to admit it, but as long as he was still spending the money from his family, it was impossible for him to interfere with things Zang Nandu was interested in.

Zang Nandu thought it was unlucky even if a fish was stained with fishy smell.

Facing Qilin, Zang Qishan thought that he was covering up enough.

Forget that Qilin is like a knife.

Both cool and mean.

"Zang Qishan."

Qi Lin raised his tone slightly and uttered a sentence.

with emotion.

There was a lot of commotion here, and there were two knocks on the opposite side.

Then Qi Lin's body became lighter, and Zang Qishan's back was dragged directly into the standing painting screen that was standing quietly just now.

Because suddenly, the people at the head circled around in fright, and then stood still without daring to speak.

Zang Nandu stepped on Zang Qishan's slumped shoulder, and apologized to his table just now, "You guys continue to sit, it's a family matter."

The standing people were all still in a daze, they had a good tea just now, Zang Nandu only said to go to the next door to explain something, they naturally all laughed and said Master Zang was free.

The "poop" was still hot in the mouth, and it exploded over there.

Now that it was like this, no one was in the mood to drink tea just now.

Zang Nandu also said politely, then grabbed Zang Qishan's arm and threw him on the Zuo table.

There were still a few bottles of wine and cigarettes in a mess on the table, and the rest were short glasses that no one could tell which was which.

When the superior suddenly dumped Zang Qishan, the whole thing was messed up.

The crumbs of wine bottles and glasses splashed all over the floor.

Zang Nandu grabbed a handful of Zang Qishan's hair, turned his face to Qi Lin who was sitting, and said emphatically, "Your surname is Zang."

Zang Qishan gasped and sprayed his face. He stared at Qilin, but didn't speak.

Qilin has never seen Zang Nandu fight with anyone.

Today is the first time, even before suppressing people would not be too much.

"You are still with me now," Zang Nandu repeated.

But this time Zang Qishan was very stubborn, he tilted his head to look at Zang Nandu, "Brother, I can apologize."

"But you have to drink."

Zang Qishan's whole body was pressed against the table, and there was still unfinished wine on it.

Zang Qishan admitted that he was inferior to his brother in every aspect, but there was only one thing, Zang Nandu couldn't drink alcohol.

"I'm leaving tomorrow. Even if I did something wrong today, it's because you, a brother, don't usually look at it." Zang Qishan tasted the fish in his mouth, and knew that he had knocked his teeth just now, and when his tongue was in his mouth, After searching around, he smiled and opened his mouth, "I apologize, you drink, will it work?"

After hearing Zang Qishan's words, Qi Lin knew it was going to be bad.

Zang Nandu took off his suit, biting a cigarette and kicking Zang Qishan.

"You tell me the conditions," Zang Nandu didn't wait for Zang Qishan to get up, and stepped on the other's face mercilessly, "the face is not so big."

Qi Lin blinked, Wen Hong's eye sockets could not be seen clearly now, he endured dizziness and put his hands on Zang Nandu's body, he didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious.

Forget it.

Because Qi Lin now felt that Zang Qishan could not be subdued, even if his face was swollen with his strength, he couldn't go down.

In the end, Zang Nandu chopped Zang Qishan's buttocks, "Get lost."

Zang Qishan quickly got up from Qilin's body, clad in a leather jacket, shook the key in his hand and kicked over the round table in the middle, and shouted to the students around who were still watching, "Look what, didn't you hear that?" , Get out."

The students who were still drunk in the mist were all awake now, hurriedly packed their clothes and carefully followed Zang Qishan, and even the students at the opposite table laughed with Zang Nandu, saying that they would meet again another day.

Qi Lin himself sat up with his head down, and looked up at Zang Nandu with his hands propped up.

"You go back too," Zang Nandu didn't look at the children, he lit a cigarette and found a place to sit.

Qilin endured the craving for cigarettes all the way and followed Zang Nandu to light a spark. Qilin licked his mouth, soaked his mouth with saliva, and sat still.

"Go back," Zang Nandu opened his mouth and said a second time.

Now this time the entire second floor is empty of other people.

Qi Lin was waiting for Zang Nandu to smoke, even if he could smell it.

But he didn't do anything.

Qi Lin's face was hot, and his mouth still smelled of the first glass of wine he swallowed.

The air is now green and full of thin smoke.

Qilin's eyes were stuck to Zang Nandu's body and he couldn't take them off, then he called softly, "Brother."

When Qi Lin said it by himself, he felt that the saliva in this word alone was too much.

It was too sticky to hear.

It is only after knowing it that it is generally called "drunkness".

"Drinking." Zang Nandu waited for the surrounding air to settle down, and then smelled the smell of wine from Qi Lin's mouth. He hooked his hand to let the child come closer.

When Qilin went as he wanted, his arm just touched the button of Zang Nandu's shirt cuff, and he trembled all over.

It was obviously not cold, but Qi Lin couldn't help shaking.

He usually hates heat the most, but now he is extremely greedy for the body temperature of the man in front of him.

His sight became very narrow, so narrow that he could only let go of the man's thin lips.

It doesn't look thin and soft, and the smoke and kiss are a wonderful combination on it.

Qilin wanted to smoke.

especially think.

But the more serious thought than the special one is the kiss.

He wants to kiss too.

He wants more.

"Open your mouth,"

Zang Nandu said.

Qilin will do it.

He opened his mouth, looked at his eyes, and leaned forward.

In the end, supporting Zang Nandu's shoulders, he gradually took over the other's body temperature.

Qilin wanted to shorten the distance from the heart to the thin lips.

But in the end, someone tapped his forehead and stopped.

"Drinking," Zang Nandu confirmed now.

"Drink it," Qi Lin turned over slowly, pressed the opponent down, and finally approached his curiosity, and tapped his finger on the opponent's mouth.

As if dissatisfied with the hand on his forehead.

The distance he always wants to pull in.

With or without that hand.

"As I said before, it's best not to learn the second thing." Zang Nandu pulled out an arm and squeezed the child's disobedient hand, "If you drink alcohol, you won't be sober."

"If you are not sober, you will make mistakes."

Qilin retorted instinctively, "Today is different."

"What's the difference?" Zang Nandu opened his mouth, swallowed the cigarette, and finally pinched it, only to hear the child say,

"Because you're here."

"You won't let me make a mistake."