Zha Gong cried bitterly for me after rebirth

Xia Yu came, and the four of them sat at the same table to eat, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. As everyone knew, two of them had gone through life and death and returned to the past. If there is something that is too late to catch, they must not miss a minute and a half.

After the meal, Shen Zhuo pretended to be shy: "Senior, can you take me home?"

Mo Yanchen said: "I have no place to go, can I borrow to live at your house?"

"Ahhh!"

Happiness came too suddenly, Shen Zhuo covered his face and jumped: "It's not true, the male god wants to live in my house."

Bai Qingjiu pushed Shen Zhuo: "You are not dreaming, go back quickly."

Shen Zhuo took a deep breath, and walked side by side on the road, careful not to get close, some things have been exposed to such an extent, it is no longer a secret: "That... Actually, I have liked you for a long time."

Mo Yanchen took his hand: "Me too."

"Huh? Really, I thought you didn't know me at all."

"fool."

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Bai Qingjiu exhaled, feeling relieved: "Xiaoyu, let's go home too."

Xia Yu looked at his eyebrows and eyes: "Brother, I haven't seen you so happy for a long time."

"is it?"

"You never like to laugh, you always wrap yourself up too well, as if no one can reach your heart."

"How could it be? You are my dearest brother, and I wish you well, better than anyone else."

Xia Yu's expression was serious, and words that had been brewing for a long time came out all of a sudden: "But I don't want to be your younger brother, I want to..."

A black car stopped in front of them, interrupting the conversation between the two, the window of the car was lowered slowly, and Murong Qin's cold and white face was like the white moonlight in the sky, which was beyond reach.

He said, "You guys are so elegant."

Xia Yu's hard-earned courage was broken, Bai Qingjiu lowered his face and coughed twice, and this scene appeared again and again.

Xia Yu raised his chin provocatively: "Mr. Murong, would you like a drink?"

Bai Qingjiu grabbed Xia Yu's arm: "Stop it, it's so late."

Murong Qin raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Okay."

In the music bar late at night, the young people were in high spirits. Bai Qingjiu sat between the two of them. Several bottles of wine were opened on the table. One bottle was worth ten paintings of Bai Qingjiu.

Why did Bai Qingjiu sit in the middle inexplicably? This scene is really terrible. Xia Yu won't let him sit with Murong Qin, and Murong Qin won't let him sit with Xia Yu. The two are fighting openly and secretly, and Bai Qingjiu is the shield .

Ok……

Pour a glass of white sake to the left and right, please start your performance.

Murong Qin shook the wine glass, and the smell of gunpowder came up immediately: "Xia Yu, I heard that you went to a design company, is it because the price I offered was not high enough?"

Xia Yu sneered: "Wait for Mr. Murong to take the position of CEO, and then come to discuss the price with me. The current Murong family, you don't count."

"You think there's nothing I can do with you, don't you? I said a long time ago that studying abroad is your best choice, and you want to take risks."

"This is my choice and has nothing to do with you."

"I'm afraid that if you go there, not only I will trouble you, but the Xia family will not let you go."

"Murongqin!" Xia Yu scolded coldly, raised his head to finish the wine in the glass, and slapped it heavily on the table.

Bai Qingjiu jumped: "What? Where are you talking about?"

He wasn't listening at all, wondering if everyone else on the plane had survived.

Murong Qin grabbed his head and brought it towards his chest: "Little fool, don't listen if you don't want to hear it."

Bai Qingjiu was caught off guard and poured towards him, kicking Xia Yu's glass over.

"Bam—"

Bai Qingjiu covered his ears and sat up: "I didn't mean to."

"It doesn't matter if it's intentional, waiter, just change the cup."

Xia Yu pulled Bai Qingjiu over: "Brother, you sit on my side, there are broken glass under your feet, be careful."

The waiter brought a new cup, and Murong Qin raised his hand: "Fill it up."

Baiqingjiu was about to pour the wine with the bottle, but was stopped by Murong Qin: "Xia Yu is not a child, what should I do without you, my brother, to take care of the aftermath."

Bai Qingjiu refused to listen, insisted on pouring some for Xia Yu, and handed it to him: "Xiao Yu, drink less, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Murong Qin was really upset, and put down the quilt after drinking, "I want it too."

Bai Qingjiu said: "Mr. Murong is not a child, why do you want me to pour you wine?"

"..."

Xia Yu gloated and shook his glass: "Brother, I'll listen to you. I only drink so much. If Mr. Murong is not enjoying himself enough, you can drink it alone."

The two brothers didn't give Mr. Murong any face at all, Murong Qin's face was twisted into a ball, and those who didn't know thought that there were three enemies here.

In order to save the situation, Bai Qingjiu took an empty glass: "Mr. Murong, let me have a drink with you. Thank you for your help to my father. A drop of water is unforgettable."

Murong Qin stopped his hand: "You are not allowed to drink, have you forgotten how miserable you looked last night?"

"..."

Bai Qingjiu silently put the cup back, only took a sip yesterday, then fell to the ground, and woke up naked in the bathtub, thinking about it now, it's really embarrassing.

His drinking capacity is obviously not that bad, he used to occasionally accompany Murong Qin to a candlelight dinner, and he could last up to three drinks.

Ever since I drank that sip of red wine yesterday, my lower abdomen has been feeling uncomfortable. Could it be that he is in the wine...

Murong Qin said coldly, "What are you thinking about? What I gave you yesterday was just ordinary grape juice."

Bai Qingjiu blushed, he didn't think I was pretending to be dizzy on purpose, so he took this opportunity to stay there.

Murong Qin had a drink by himself, and he was not on the same channel as Xia Yu at all. Suddenly, he seemed to be aware of something, and his eyes moved slightly: "If you really want to thank me, why don't you dance with me, how about it?"

Bai Qingjiu was in a daze, still embarrassed by what happened yesterday, Murong Qin stood up, and bent down like a gentleman: "Xiao Bai, I'm talking to you."

"Huh? What did you call me?"

"It's nothing, get up."

With this tone, some cold orders, Bai Qingjiu stretched out his hand, before Xia Yu could stop him, he was led away by Murong Qin.

Bai Qingjiu hasn't danced for a long time. Murong Qin taught him, because he is too stupid and always steps on his feet. Murong Qin simply doesn't take him to any banquet, but he will tell everyone indirectly: I have a partner. home.

Bai Qingjiu has been a well-known nurturing lover for five years, and his shamelessness has long since been broken.

The music just switched to lyrical piano music, and the boiling bar gradually quieted down, enjoying the tranquility and elegance of this moment.

Bai Qingjiu took a deep breath: "Mr. Murong, do you have something to say to me?"