Chapter 773 The school girl is a bit sweet 9
Yu Xingyang knew their intentions, but in order not to spoil their interest, he didn't refuse much.
After a few glasses of wine, he pursed his thin red lips and looked at the glass of wine that was filled again in front of him, unblinking in his clear eyes.
Zhang Yuchuan handed him the wine glass. When he saw that he took it but didn't drink it, he stared at the wine and asked with a smile: "Brother Yang, what are you doing?"
The boy clung to the transparent glass wine glass, which contained orange-yellow beer. It made his fingers whiter and slender, with clear joints.
Putting down the wine, he said indifferently, "I won't drink anymore."
There was a hint of dullness in his tone.
"Brother Yang, are you giving in? Hahaha... You're not drunk, are you?"
There was a man next to him who was laughing and swaying a little, but proudly pointed his finger at him.
The courage is unprecedented.
Hearing this, Yu Xingyang turned to look at him, his face expressionless but a little scary.
The person watching could not help but retract his fingers even in a drunken state, and threw himself on the other person, pretending to be dead.
He turned his head, blinking his eyelashes and feeling quiet.
The clothes were slightly messy, revealing a piece of fair skin at the collarbone. There was an unconscious charm in the coldness, but there was a trace of confusion in the black and white pupils.
The group of people who were still conscious saw his rare dazed look and looked at each other.
Zhang Yuchuan raised his hand and tentatively waved it in front of him, and the other party's eyes followed his shaking hand.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, they were both surprised and novel.
Brother Yang is drunk? ! Real or fake?
Because they had never seen him drink, they didn't know what he looked like when he was drunk.
But just looking at him now... he's not the same as usual.
Perhaps the alcohol numbed his brain and made his reaction slower, so his sharp edge was somewhat restrained.
Not noisy, but rather quiet and well-behaved, in sharp contrast to the people nearby who were clamoring for a striptease.
Zhang Yuchuan got a glass of lemonade from nowhere, handed it to him, and chuckled, "Brother Yang, drink some of this to wake up."
No sugar is added, it is guaranteed to be so sour that you will lose your teeth. Yu Xingyang raised his eyes and looked at the drink with lemon slices floating on it. After identifying it for two seconds, he whispered, "Looking for a slice?"
"...I was wrong!"
A boss is still a boss when he is drunk, how can he be so easy to deceive.
He scratched his head.
"Ah! What are you doing?"
A couple walking on the stairs was bumped into someone, and the girl couldn't help but complain.
The sound was sharp and harsh, causing everyone to stop drinking and playing games and look in their direction.
Unexpectedly, the man who bumped into them pushed them harder and said fiercely: "Get away!"
Seeing that the other person was aggressive and not easy to mess with, the girl hurriedly hid in her boyfriend's arms in fear.
The three of them passed them and went straight downstairs. Their faces were all bruised, and they looked like they had just been beaten severely by someone.
"Mad! Where is that woman? How dare you hit us!"
"Look! If you can't find it, I'll smash it here!"
They wandered down to the lobby on the first floor and rummaged around roughly, mainly looking for uniformed waiters.
On the second floor, Qing Wu, who had just left a private room, heard the sound, walked to the railing and looked down, holding a tray in his hand.
Looking at the three familiar men, she raised her eyebrows and murmured softly: "You're awake now. I wish I could have kicked you more..."
The person they are looking for is her.
Just now when she entered box 18 with wine, the other party actually moved her hands and feet.
Different from the previous two times, this time they took advantage of the drunkenness and planned to use force.
And then...well, she beat him unconscious.
(End of chapter)