Perhaps this curious thought has been lingering in his mind. After sitting down at the dinner table, Li Xingchen's eyes couldn't help but fall on the Sister Cheng they talked about.

There are a total of five solid wood round tables of different sizes in the private room. No matter how many people there are, there are more than enough seats. The people at each dining table sit in a wide space, and there is another table between Meng Cheng and theirs.

Li Xingchen only knew people from his own class. The table at their table was full of strangers. The girl was sitting on the chair. There was a boy next to her who couldn't stop talking. He kept talking and was very excited, but she was slightly

He seemed careless, as if he was listening, but also as if he was automatically blocked.

I didn't move my chopsticks for a few times, but then I simply put them down, lit a slender lady's cigarette and held it between my fingers. The mist instantly rose up, and in the noisy private room, I looked lazy and cool from a distance.

Several people at other tables came to have a drink with her. She stood up, drank it all in one gulp, laughed and chatted away, but when she sat down, she suddenly raised her eyes and looked this way.

The moment their eyes met, Li Xingchen rolled his eyelids. Did she get caught peeping...

A little further away and with the scurrying figures, there was a hazy smoke in front of his eyes. After Meng Cheng saw her being caught by him, she rolled her dark eyes in a cowardly and awkward manner, and curled her lips into a smile.

Gee, I have to say, Jiang Cong’s little girlfriend is really cute and pleasing to the eye.

It's easier for him.

She poured some wine into the empty wine glass at hand, then faced Li Xingchen's direction, tilted her head slightly, and raised the glass to signal.

Li Xingchen was stunned.

It was probably because completely different people had an indescribable attraction to each other. She really thought this girl was so cool.

Out of politeness, Li Xingchen felt that she should respond, so she also picked up the juice that Lu Ling had just poured for her on the table. But as soon as she lifted it up, a black-sleeved arm came across from the side and took it away from her.

of juice.

Li Xingchen raised his eyes and met Jiang Cong's long, narrow black eyes. The ends were slightly raised, and he stared at her with a slightly lowered gaze, "If your stomach feels uncomfortable, what can you drink?"

Li Xing condensed for a moment, and slowly, he felt the slight coldness in his palms from the glass of juice.

He didn't know when he went out and he just came back. After he sat down next to him, Li Xingchen came back to his senses and noticed that he had a box of...milk in his hand.

It came in a big box, so she stared blankly as Jiang Cong stretched out his arm to take out an empty cup, then opened the lid, poured a cup of rich milk, and put it in front of her.

"Kids, drink this." His slightly scolding tone faded away, and there was already a cynical smile in his eyes, "Grow your body."

Li Xingchen's simple mind could not delve into the deeper meaning of his words. When his fingertips touched the cup body, the milk was heated.

At this moment, a warmth suddenly surged in her heart.

He just made an excuse for having a stomachache, but he kept remembering it.

Li Xingchen smiled softly, took a sip of milk, and the warmth passed through his throat and entered his stomach.

At this time, she caught a glimpse of the half-empty wine in his hand. She looked at him and said in a soft voice: "Jiang Cong, you should drink less."

Jiang Cong put one arm on the back of her chair, turned his body slightly to one side, and bent one long leg to kick on the horizontal bar under the chair, lazily and with a bit of a naughty air.

After staring at her delicate and delicate face for two seconds, he suddenly leaned over and teased her in a long, drawn-out tone: "Li Xingchen, why did you do my girlfriend's job?"

Li Xingchen: "..."

The smile at the corner of Jiang Cong's mouth slowly spread as the pink rose on the little girl's fair cheeks.

Li Xingchen looked away and whispered: "Friends can also care about each other."

Jiang Cong's hand on her back twisted a strand of her hair and couldn't help laughing.

Although the people at the table were drinking and chatting in a noisy manner, they did not miss anything that should not be missed. They looked at each other and grinned more horribly than the other with their teeth bared.

Ru Ling, who was sitting on the other side of Li Xingchen, was puzzled, why are the dishes on this table all sweet?

It was Meng Cheng who was across the table over there. He looked at the wine in his hand and felt very fucking uncomfortable.

Everyone was running around the table having fun, and the wine bottles were emptying one after another. Li Xingchen was the only one who was serious about eating. Jiang Cong did not drink much anymore, but many people came to see him. He might be in a good mood and had a smile on his face.

Feel free to joke with them with your lips pulled lightly. If you can't handle it, just drink a few sips.

While he was talking to those people, Li Xingchen concentrated on eating, and occasionally discussed with Ru Ling which dish was delicious. You said sweet eggplant was very suitable for her taste.

The turntable on the table would automatically rotate slowly if no one touched it. Li Xingchen waited patiently, but when the dish was about to come to her, when she was about to stretch out her chopsticks, someone suddenly turned the table away in the opposite direction.

Li Xingchen retracted his hand, wanting to wait for others to finish pinching it first.

But at this time, the turntable paused again, then accelerated and turned back. Sweet Eggplant stopped in front of Li Xingchen.

Li Xingchen turned his eyes sideways and saw a hand beside him controlling the turntable.

His hands are boy-specific and wide, but they are also slender, white, and very clean. The finger bones are clear and distinct, but not too prominent. There are slightly hidden veins on the back of the hand, like a carefully carved work of art.

Li Xingchen took his hand away from him, and when he turned to look at him, the chopsticks were taken away.

While Jiang Cong was picking up the dish for her, he smiled slightly and looked at the boy opposite who still looked confused and thought it was a malfunction on the table, "Let us eat first."

The boy looked at his actions, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed heartily, "Hahaha, I just drank to fill my stomach. If there is nothing wrong, let my sister-in-law eat first."

Li Xingchen: "..."

The boy who was talking to Jiang Cong responded very discerningly: "Hurry up and serve sweet eggplant to my sister-in-law!"

Of course they knew that the two of them weren't married yet, but they were just enjoying themselves and making jokes and couldn't stop talking.

Maybe my sister-in-law can give me a progress bar if she shouts more.

Li Xingchen's face became hot. Hearing Jiang Cong's voice, his excitement was softened by the wine and he asked slightly, "Is that enough?"

Li Xingchen took the chopsticks without looking at him, pursed his pink lips slightly, lowered his expression a little shyly, and nodded lightly.

As a result, she stayed in a daze for the rest of the day, putting sweet eggplants in her mouth dully, unable to hear the commotion around her, and her heartbeat was pounding.

At this time, several waiters opened the door and walked in one after another, holding a full plate of the hotel's special drinks in their hands, which were served in beautiful crystal glasses with clear ice cubes floating on top and fresh lemon garnishes on the rim of the light gold glasses.

.

The waiters went to different tables to drink. One of them just stood between Li Xingchen and Ru Ling when he let out an exclamation.

Then, caught off guard, the tray in her hand tilted towards Li Xingchen.

No one had time to react. Several cups of cold fruit drinks and trays were spilled and smashed onto Li Xingchen.

Li Xingchen frowned and couldn't help but hiss slightly, and his body was so cold that he subconsciously shrank.

Jiang Congfang was just tilting his head to listen to someone talking. Although he kept paying attention to this direction with his peripheral vision, he was still a step too late when he reached out to stop him.

His face instantly darkened, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, and he hurriedly pulled Li Xingchen, who was still dazed, to stand up.

Her shirt and pants were almost completely soaked. As she stood up, the two remaining glasses on her legs fell to the ground, making a muffled sound on the thick carpet.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The waiter was a girl about the same age as them. She bowed in panic and apologized, and then explained: "Yes, someone hit me!"

"That woman at the door, stop!" Ru Ling's voice sounded.

The girl who was chatting up stopped in her tracks.
Chapter completed!