Chapter 30 My surname is Ba, my father’s Ba (30)
As soon as Jiang Tang appeared, Qiao Qiao put down the dice.
"Atang, come and sit here."
Qiao Qiao patted the space beside him, and the yellow-haired man sitting next to him moved his buttocks wisely.
Jiang Tang handed over the gift.
"Doudou can't come, so the gifts are here."
"She told me via text message and asked me to take good care of you."
Qiao Qiao smiled, his smile a little evil.
Maybe it's because the atmosphere is getting warmer.
The colorful space, restless hormones, and young hearts swayed to the music in the bar.
The people present started to boo, and after a glass of wine, all reserve could be put aside.
My mind started to get confused, and I just acted out of character.
Jiang Tang was used to seeing these scenes.
To be honest, she really couldn't stand up to such a small fight.
Without changing his expression, Jiang Tang casually chose an empty seat and sat down.
Jiang Zi set up a gate for her, and she had to arrive home before 10:30. It was already 9:40, and Jiang Tang didn't plan to sit there for long, so he left as soon as he wanted.
Qiao Qiao could see Jiang Tang's deliberate alienation, so his smile faded and he slowly lit a cigarette.
Skillful movements, handsome facial features, and chic gestures.
Jiang Tang could see that most of the girls in the venue had their eyes glued to Qiao Qiao.
At this age, boys without any special features cannot attract girls.
Like Zhao Jiawei, he has the character of a cool academic master and has a lot of fans.
As for Qiao, he takes an arrogant and domineering social path and has many supporters.
Jiang Tang couldn't help but think of another person.
He has a meek temperament and a low-key behavior. Apart from being good at studying, he has no special characteristics.
But this kind of person made Jiang Tanggao look at him.
Young people are impetuous, and Qin Chao's low-key and mediocrity are his greatest characteristics. Without this kind of character, no matter how high his IQ is, a person who cannot sit on the bench will never achieve anything.
Qin Chao is the real boss. Compared with him, the bridge in front of him is like a peacock.
At this time, if Qiao Qiao knew what Jiang Tang was thinking, he would probably be so angry that he would become a fool.
Seeing that Jiang Tang stopped talking, a girl in a white skirt suddenly stood up in the private seat.
"Brother Liang, what's the point of just sitting around? Let's play games."
"Playing games is fine!"
"Truth or Dare!"
"Twenty-five!"
"Let's play mahjong, there is mahjong here!"
"..."
The bridge blew out a smoke ring and made the final decision.
"It's no fun to play with these. If you want to play, just play something big..."
Everyone started to get excited, the bridge was played very freely, and the game he proposed was definitely exciting to play.
"Easy, just punch. The one who loses... either drinks or takes off his clothes... it's your choice."
As soon as the suggestion was made, all the boys in the room started howling, and the noise was so loud that it almost broke the roof.
A few older girls also started to make noises. Although the remaining few were shy, they were mentally prepared since they dared to come to the bridge.
So except for Jiang Tang, everyone else present was very excited.
The bridge is the birthday boy, and the game starts with him. The wine bottle is placed in the middle of the table. The person being pointed makes three turns with the bridge. After three turns, the person on the right side of the bridge continues to turn the bottle, and so on.
Everyone has a chance, it’s fair and exciting.
The first person on the bridge was a girl, and the two of them punched each other, and the bridge lost in the end.
The first game got off to a good start. Qiao was eager to warm up the game, so he took off his shirt without hesitation.
Or take it off with one hand.
The seventeen-year-old boy has a strong upper body and a solid six-pack on his smooth and tight lower abdomen.
(End of chapter)