Chapter 72 Qin Qiao vs Zhan Qing

Chapter 74

Although Zhan Qing didn't like Qin Qiao's cowardly character, he also couldn't see her wet and pitiful appearance.

Especially the weak voice of him calling himself Uncle Nine.

When Lu Cheng let go of Qin Qiao, he still grabbed her on the head several times.

Qin Qiao stood there staring at the messy hair, the frame of the glasses stuck on the bridge of the nose, decadently handsome, but also silly and cute.

At this moment, the butler came over, "Master Jiu, it's ready, let's serve dinner!"

Zhan Qing got up, a few people chatted and laughed and walked towards the restaurant, Qin Qiao followed behind with her head lowered and panting.

She thought about finishing her meal and going back to sleep, she was so sleepy.

Fang Jin Lucheng Qiao Meng sat on one side, and when Qin Qiao walked over, there was only the seat on the left of Uncle Jiu vacant.

And Zhong Qing sat on his right side...

Qin Qiao could only sit on Zhan Qing's left side, holding her chopsticks with her head down and not speaking, breathing heavily.

There was wine on the table, and it seemed that they were going to drink it.

When Qin Qiao thought of Uncle Jiu's drinking capacity, she thought of that night in the hotel.

"Qin Qiao is already in her twenties, and she can drink now. Come, come, brother Lu will pour it for you."

Lu Cheng was in charge of pouring wine, and he was about to pour wine for Qin Qiao.

"Uncle, I don't know how to drink..." Qin Qiao quickly covered the glass with her hand.

Nima, how does her aunt drink alcohol...

Zhan Qing raised his eyebrows and lied in front of him, becoming more and more presumptuous.

Who was the one who got drunk and played crazy that night? Who was it that pushed him to the ground and kissed him?

"There's no boy who doesn't know how to drink, he must drink today, take your hands away, hurry up!" Lu Cheng said and went to grab Qin Qiao's hand.

"Uncle Nine..."

Qin Qiao looked at Zhan Qing again with those wet eyes, asking him for help.

Qin Qiao thought that Uncle Jiu would help her this time, but Zhan Qing ignored her.

"It's useless to call you Uncle Jiu, you must drink it!" Lu Cheng forcefully pushed Qin Qiao's hand away and poured her a glass of beer.

Qin Qiao pulled Zhan Qing's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Uncle Jiu, don't you let me smoke and drink..."

Qin Qiao's capacity for alcohol is fine, but she doesn't want to drink when her aunt is here.

Another one, the three people on the opposite side seem to be able to drink well, except for Uncle Jiu, there is no such thing as a bad drinker.

Zhan Qing squinted at the little hand holding his sleeve, "You can't smoke, drink some wine, it's okay!"

Actually, Zhan Qing just wanted to see how Qin Qiao was drunk again.

That little presumptuous and rascal look is really attractive.

Qin Qiao blinked her wet eyes, shit, what kind of nonsense is this?

"Hurry up and drink, don't smudge, the boy is making a fuss, your ninth uncle has already spoken, open up and drink, don't pretend!"

Lu Cheng fiddled with Qin Qiao's head a few more times, as if he particularly liked messing up Qin Qiao's hair.

Qin Qiao let go of Zhan Qing's sleeve, and brushed her hair again. She wanted to say that she hated when others touched her head...

Qin Qiao held the beer mug in both hands. Fortunately, it was at room temperature, not cold...

Zhan Qing looked at his empty sleeve, it seemed that it was still being pulled, and it was pulled into his heart, making him restless.

Men don't pay so much attention to drinking, just raise a glass and do it.

Qin Qiao watched Uncle Jiu drinking beer cup after cup, thinking in her heart that the door must be locked at night, a drunk Uncle Jiu is too dangerous...

Qin Qiao drank slowly there, taking small sips.

"Eat some food!" Zhong Qing picked a piece of rattan pepper beef for Zhan Qing, put it on his plate, and said softly.

Qin Qiao noticed that she was using her own chopsticks instead of serving chopsticks.