ABO Plum Green

Qu Shi'an really loves to drink.

In fact, he not only likes it, but also drinks a lot.

Sometimes winter always feels a little cold.He doesn't like that the air conditioner is too warm. If it's too warm, people will feel sleepy when they stop, and they feel like they're in a cotton candy pile even though they're sitting upright.

So later he only turned on the air conditioner a little bit, mainly relying on the wine he drank more or less.

This is not a good habit. Every time at the end of the day, when you are really sleepy and tired, you will still have a feeling that the blood in your brain is burned by the smell of alcohol and is surging.

Apart from when I was in a bad mood and wanted to drink, most of it was to accompany Song Yuyang and drink at the bar with casual acquaintances - I always had to get in touch with society, otherwise I would not socialize, and as time passed, I would have no excuse to go out.

The strange thing is that none of us actually have the idea of ​​getting close to each other, but they still pretend to befriend each other.

Someone always came to toast him, as if that was the way to really pay their respects.

Although Song Yuyang can also drink, he doesn't have a good impression of alcohol. For so many years, most of the time, Assistant Qu rushed forward to block the alcohol for him.

So the playboy Xiao Song's alcohol tolerance is really a bit low compared to other circles with the same hobbies.

He had only had a few drinks, and his cheeks were already flushed, not the red and white red of singing, but the kind of pomegranate shell, with a wheat-colored background, and a matte light Brown red, he is not fair, so the complexion brought by this alcohol is also very shallow.

Maybe it can be blamed for the high heating in winter, but I should still be a little drunk.

..........

Three beautiful Omega opened the door and came in, calling each other brother in a sweet voice. They were not very familiar with each other, but they seemed very warm.

People are always like this.

Three Alphas and one lecherous Beta, Ji Wenshuo quickly diverted his attention, and when Omega acted like a baby, he dared to drink as much as he wanted.

Lin Yueyuan might really not be used to drinking, and he looked a bit embarrassed, but the remaining three are different, and they can still boast to each other with Omega.

Qu Shi'an didn't sit in the middle, didn't speak, and didn't look at the other people. There was a feeling of "being in a human environment without the noise of cars and horses".

In short, it is a wood that is not close to O color.

Apart from telling the marketing manager not to send anyone over, Qu Shi'an didn't even want to look at his phone.

It's hard enough to make him blush and have a headache after drinking, but it's okay to listen to idiots chattering.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, and all bars should be catching up with KPIs. In fact, he doesn't quite understand what sense of crisis the bars in this area need to have. Obviously, a virtuous circle of ecology has been formed.

As long as the housing prices in the neighborhood don’t drop, there will always be rich second-generation and red-third-generation. As long as the market can be mixed, there will naturally be no shortage of beautiful beauties. Because there are beautiful beauties, men, women and children who love colors will definitely come to hunt for beauty.

If you say you don't need to give it away, it's really unnecessary.

However, Manager Wang, who is very motivated, still came to deliver the fruit plate.

Just, I really like to make progress.

Manager Wang usually barks at Manager Wang, but it's just that Qu Shi'an is more polite, and the fer who often comes to play usually calls him Agou.

Perhaps it is also because Qu Shi'an is more concerned about politeness, and Song Yuyang plays in the surrounding area. Whenever there is a tendency to drink fragments or be about to beat people and destroy things, the enthusiastic citizen Manager Wang will always notify the 24-7 standby staff as soon as possible. Assistant Qu.

This kind of legal network of contacts used to conveniently monitor Song Yuyang's sand sculpture behavior can only be maintained by professionals at the cost of money.

Today's Manager Wang has his hair back and is wearing a well-fitting gray-purple suit. He is tall and has good features, but because he doesn't hold his head high, he doesn't look very domineering. Although he works in a bar, he loves to play and is not mature enough. There is no sense of flattery like nodding and bowing among the young people.

It's easy to talk just by looking at it.

Pushing open the door, he bowed lightly, and then yelled "Brother Qu" to Qu Shi'an.

Qu Shi'an had no expression on his face, he said good night and said nothing else.

After the fruit plate was put down, Wang Ci also flattered the others. From the beginning to the end, his eyes didn't look like they were wandering, and he had a sense of proportion.

The two little assistants who followed were even more so. They lowered their eyes from the beginning to the end, timidly, and concentrated on cosplaying the Christmas elk, as if they were really called by the leader, and then sent some fruit plates to the old customers-very innocent look.

The Omega who focused on seducing Ji Wenshuo and Li Ming laughed coquettishly as if they had just discovered Qu Shi'an.

"Assistant Qu seems to be a good-natured person, how can this manager be so motivating just to give you a fruit plate?"

It's okay not to say that, as soon as it started like this, the two assistants following behind Wang Ci became excited.

"Sister, maybe you don't come here often? Brother Qu always comes to take care of our bar business."

The person who said this was a Beta, without a single restraint ring on his body, and his face looked very tender. Qu Shian looked familiar so he was a little used to it, so it was fine, but Ji Wenshuo glanced a little longer and felt that this Beta It's hard to say whether he is an adult or not.

The little assistant on the left is an Omega, with a restraining ring with a bell on it crookedly tied around his neck, maybe it was tied like this deliberately.

It's actually kind of like a collar, to be honest.

Coupled with the mottled lights, cast on the large piece of exposed white jade-like flesh, it looks extraordinarily erotic.

He was also laughing and talking nonchalantly, "But Assistant Qu may just love to take care of our manager Wang's business..."

Ji Wenshuo and Li Ming immediately let out that kind of malicious "Oh~~~~", the tone of the tilde was an amplified emotion of sudden realization.

Wang Ci turned around and reprimanded a few words, and the two assistants lowered their heads again and remained silent.

"Children are not sensible, I will teach them slowly."

While smiling, he felt quite happy in his heart.

Wang Ci secretly slandered in her heart: Song Yuyang, an idiot, how could he deserve Qu Shi'an's sincerity.Lao Tzu is here today to incarnate Yin and Yang people online Yin and Yang weirdness.

Young Master Song didn't speak.

But Comrade Li Ming is a good man.Or immediately rushed to express his admiration for the contrast of the iceberg beauty.

"Assuredly, Assistant Qu is also in the same league." He winked at Ji Wenshuo next to him, "It looks like she is a beauty who is a heartthrob! You're right!!"

"That's right, Ah Gou, isn't our Shi'an a charming beauty?"

Song Yuyang raised one eyebrow, and after saying this "joke", he raised his head and poured the remaining half glass of wine into it. The glass was placed heavily on the coffee table, he leaned back a little, licked Molars, looking at Wang Ci fiercely.

Because of the alcohol, he even felt that the anger had a solid body, screaming rampantly in his chest that he was not reconciled.

The victor, Wang Ci, stood in front of this group of family disciples, condescendingly looking down at Young Master Song who was a little paralyzed on the sofa. He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, and he didn't constantly analyze the eyes of others and his own situation like before.

"Maybe Brother Qu is satisfied with the usual atmosphere of our bar." If he wasn't actually looking at Song Yuyang, the simple action of looking down should actually look pleasing to the eye.

"It is my duty to satisfy customers." Wang Ci added this sentence in a streamlined manner.He bowed again, said some polite words, turned around and left.

Song Yuyang didn't want to say much, and with the little IQ left under the alcohol, he still felt that if he said more, it would really look like a scene of dandies fighting for power and jealousy.

So embarrassing woo woo woo woo.

Qu Shi'an stayed for a while longer, and felt that their hypocritical sweet talk was too fucking greasy, so he excused himself to go out and sit at the bar outside to continue drinking.

A group of gamers head-to-head, although it sounds really exciting, but if you watch too many idol dramas, you will always get tired of it.

According to the rules of general novels, at this time, it should be that the bitterness of being thundered by the scumbag's father's speech made him doubt himself, got drunk, and met the domineering president when the bar was about to close, and then the two had a good time.

But Qu Shi'an and Song Yuyang are the only ones whose characters fit the context of the story.

Therefore, Ji Wenshuo saw Qu Shi'an across the dance floor.

His hair is a little red, not like dyed red, but the kind of red that penetrates into the roots of the hair in strands, which should be the effect of Parisian painting in Mr. Tony's words.

And it seems that there are obvious irregular curls, which should be natural curls, and the colorful lights fall on his curls.

It is indeed beautiful.

After the plastic restriction order, the bar will not give plastic straws, speechless.

Qu Shi'an fiddled with the paper straw with his index finger like flicking soot. The cocktail glass carefully prepared by the bartender was dotted with a lot of things, but it seemed cumbersome. Lanterns and figures.

He didn't raise his eyes, but just sat there, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, his brows slightly frowned, as if he was really troubled by this unwelcome paper straw.

"Bright eyes are good at gazing, and the right to assist"

This sentence appeared in front of Ji Wenshuo in such an inappropriate and very appropriate way, it became a narration.

He knew that he should go up and tease him and call Brother Qu, and then tell the ins and outs of his "brotherhood" with Song Yuyang, try his best to play the role of the young puppy, and at the same time, it is best to show that he is not a good person Birds to set off Song Yuyang's picky.

But Ji Wenshuo thought again, he is a fart.

Dazed, he has quickly walked through the crowd and stood in front of him.

Qu Shi'an's eyelashes are also very long, and under the light, a pair of horrifying shadows hang down—making him look more like a ghost stealing his heart.

Standing in front of him, Ji Wenshuo thought that since both Qu Shi'an and Song Yuyang insisted that they were "good brothers", it seemed wrong to call them sister-in-law, which was somewhat ironic.

He paused, held up his glass, and leaned forward.

"Assistant Qu~, I offer you a toast, I was really embarrassed just now~"

As he said, he blinked disgustingly, there is no doubt that the older and mentally handicapped Playboy himself.

But Qu Shi'an still looked like that, and when he finished speaking, he raised his head like the snake in the middle of a snake, innocently opened his eyes slightly, and clinked the wine glass with him kindly.

"Small things, don't worry about them."

Ji Wenshuo smiled belatedly, feeling that there was something wrong with his personality, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Qu Shi'an's hands were not big. When he picked up the wine glass, his little finger rested firmly on the bottom of the glass. With the other hand, he calmly smoothed the folds of the neckline of the vague prodigal son in front of him.

His eyes fell on his neck, but he still took a sip of his wine.

His hand was finally taken off by Ji Wenshuo.

Ji Wenshuo took a seat beside Qu Shi'an.

Before being drunk by Qu Shi'an, he asked a question with the last bit of consciousness.

"Brother, how do you think I compare with Song Yuyang?"

Assistant Qu's expression was still so calm, with the demeanor of not getting drunk after a thousand cups, even though he poured alcohol on others, he didn't drink less.

But the human body's tolerance to alcohol obviously has an end.

"That's obviously incomparable, you are not my type."

He reached for his hair and lifted it to look into eyes that were clouded by the alcohol and the sensuality he had been having.

"There's no need to compare...don't think about it, you'll look stupid if you talk too much."