Chapter 487 How to sleep alone
In the next two days, Chu Yao was very busy. Nan Jiaojiao only met her once, and it was in Wuyuan.
When Chu Yao came to look for her, Nan Jiaojiao was heading to Wuyuan. She was carrying two bottles of good wine, two fist-sized jars with burning knives, and tied them with a red rope. At the mouth of the altar, there was a loud banging sound as I walked over.
Not long after hanging up the phone, Nan Jiaojiao had just sat at the dining table, and before she had even had a word with Jiang Yu, Chu Yao came over.
I also carried two jars of wine.
Everyone knows Jiang Yu's hobbies, including tobacco, alcohol, meat and vegetables. He likes to drink loose wine the most. Those in the cellar are used as decorations.
Jiang Yu turned over his hands, opened a jar, and put it in a bowl.
“Come on, come on, one bowl for each person, and then add more after you finish.”
Chu Yao took it with a smile and took a sip first, “I will remember this sip in prison, don’t It’s not fun to drink anywhere else, but it has to be Mr. Jiang. As soon as you sit down in this small pavilion and shout twice, the atmosphere will come.”
Jiang Yu didn’t put dinner on the table, but in the kitchen. When I came to ask, she happened to be weeding weeds in the backyard, so she simply asked her to put the food in the pavilion.
When Nan Jiaojiao came, Jiang Yu just asked for a pair of dishes and chopsticks, without moving the hole.
At that time, she wanted to open a jar of wine and drink it, but seeing Nan Jiao huddled under the hot table, wrapped up like a bun with only a pair of eyes exposed, she was not even in the mood to drink.
When Chu Yao came, she fell in love with him.
In the blink of an eye, the bowl of wine was gone.
"Mr. Jiang, please slow down, I'm here to arrange a show for Jiaojiao."
"What program?"
Chu Yao said roughly, Jiang Yu stared at Nan Jiaojiao in disbelief, "Aren't you a loser? You can also play piano?"
Nan Jiaojiao: "..."
She didn't speak because the wind hurt her mouth.
“You should learn to have a small waist. They have a successful career and are top-notch in everything they do. If I look at you again, you look like a jobless vagrant every day.”
Nan Jiaojiao: "..."
Where is the needle?
She really wants to stab someone. Take a look at Jiang Yu.
Even if you try, you can’t get through it.
"Come on, Xiaoyao, let's drink together. If you're drunk, you can change into a drunken concubine. You can dance just the same."
"Okay, as long as you say this, Mr. Jiang, I will accompany you today." Drink happily!"
Chu Yao raised the bowl, touched it with Jiang Yu, and drank most of it in one breath.
Nan Jiaojiao looked at the two female bandits in front of her, silently picking up the dishes, avoiding the dishes that were soaked by the wine, and placing all her favorite foods in front of her.
When she was full, she went back to the front yard, moved a chair and sat in the red plum forest.
Her hair was loose, and she combed it twice. Feeling it was troublesome, she broke off a red plum branch, twisted it around her hair a few times, and made a bun.
Bo Yanqing’s message was sent twenty minutes ago.
Ask her why she didn’t go to Minglun.
She just replied to him now, "I have an appointment with Chu Yao at Master's place."
As soon as she sent it, Bo Yanqing's dialog box changed to typing, "I'll pick it up. You?”
Nan Jiaojiao estimated that if Chu Yao got too drunk, Master would let her sleep here.
If the two of them didn't drink, they wouldn't talk so much together when they were sober. Nan Jiaojiao happened to be a tool in the middle.
“We’ll talk about it later, maybe I’ll stay here and sleep with the master.”
Bo Yanqing kept typing for a long time and deleted it after typing it countless times.
“My dear, how can I sleep alone?”
The smile on Nan Jiaojiao's lips slowly widened.
No matter how I read it, I felt that there was a small amount of resentment in every line of his words.
(End of this chapter)