Wang Mo still ran out to buy beer while Zhao Qian was taking a shower! When he passed by the barbecue stall, he asked for a skewer that was being grilled for others on the oven.

The master wearing a chef's hat looked at Wang Mo who was drunk and confused, smiled bitterly, shook his head, and gave him the skewers, turned around and apologized to the guests who had been waiting on the dining table for a long time.

There was a convenience supermarket when Zhihe New Village turned around, and it didn't take long. When Wang Mo returned to the room, Zhao Qian didn't even come out in the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Zhao Qian became a little more awake than before, and walked out of the bathroom with a towel wiped her neck. Seeing Wang Mo and a stack of beer on the coffee table, Zhao Qian chuckled and asked, "Ah, you bought it all! So fast?"

Wang Mo waved to him and signaled Zhao Qian to sit down: "I also bought skewers! Beer with skewers will be worthwhile...!"

Zhao Qian changed into pajamas with a tight figure, her chest was slightly open, and her spring scenery was seductive!

Sitting down on the sofa, she no longer had the same drunkenness as before. She leaned on the sofa for a while and replied to WeChat to her best friend and father.

After dealing with the information on WeChat, Zhao Qian picked up a chisel, wrinkled her nose and smelled it, and the fragrance was tempting.

The skewers were slightly spicy, and Zhao Qian seemed not to be able to eat spicy food. She sighed and peeled a can of beer and was about to pour it into the cup, but suddenly remembered Wang Mo's previous words and filled it with him.

"Study now! Hahaha"

Filling the wine, she raised her glass and raised it in front of Wang Mo, "Is it not rude to you for another glass of wine?"

"I'll go! I've said that, I don't mean that."

"Haha, you mean that you think I'm rude!"

"Okay, okay, I'll punish myself three cups..."

Seeing that Wang Mo was really drinking three cups in a row, Zhao Qian applauded and cheered him, and the joy was pleasant, and it was particularly clear in the quiet summer night.

Wang Mo, who put down the wine cup, burped, wiped the wine line on his chin, and slapped the table: "No, I have to go to the toilet!"

"Ah? Wang Mo, do you have any kidney problems? I've seen you go to the toilet three times!"

“…”

Fortunately, I am rich now and can drink it recklessly.

Zhao Qian filled himself and Wang Mo again, and looked at the goblet in front of him, and the more he looked, the more he became, the more strange he became.

"I'm going to change a cup!"

Standing upside down, Zhao Qian staggered to the living room, poured out the tea from the thermos cup, and used it instead of the red wine glass.

"Ah! Princess, if you do this, a cup is a can?"

"Haha, don't worry! I'll drink this way anyway..."

...The two of them remembered the later events very clearly! In their memory, they kept pushing cups and cupping their phones, and then they pressed their heads to hold the black coffee that fell on the ground... It seemed that the night was made up of countless pieces, and it was a pain that could not be erased in that summer night.

...

"Wang Mo, go, go, I don't like you, go..."

Zhao Qian had already fallen in the room three times, and the last time she fell in the bathroom, when Wang Mo helped her into the room, her pajamas were soaked and she fell off the waterline...

"Wang Mo, what are you doing? Go!"

In the chaos, Zhao Qian pushed Wang Mo. He didn't know what he was doing, but the remaining consciousness told him that he was about to make a mistake.

Wang Mo didn't know what he was doing, and his reason seemed to be shrouded in the ghost castle in the dark city bricks. It was airtight and was heavily guarded, and crows and bats were hovering and crying.

He opened the prepared gift, panted, swallowed, and said to Zhao Qian: "I, I like you, I can give you a lot, I like you, I like you..."

...

Zhao Qian was drunk and confused to see the two lipsticks in the box, the colors are: 250\999 matte.

Is this 'I love you forever'? But what is he going to do to me now?

Zhao Qian pushed the gift box away, slapped Wang Mo with her palm and shouted: "Go away! I don't want you forever, I don't like you..."

"Okay, I'll go..."

Wang Mo finally made a compromise, but Zhao Qian knew that he had not gone far, but he was no longer able to do anything for him. His consciousness was falling little by little, like a wormwood crushing under a huge millstone, soft and full of despair.

Chaotic, dirty, even fishy, ​​everything seems so bad!

When his consciousness recovered, Zhao Qian gradually felt a kind of warmth, as if she was in a cold ice cave, holding a warm big cat in her arms...

Zhao Qian hugged him greedily..., threw herself into him..., felt him...,

The air conditioner in the room was still whistling, and Zhao Qian threw herself into Wang Mo's arms and shrank her arms and pulled the bedding.

What a ridiculous night! In the summer, I spent the summer with a person who had only two days together. The so-called pain of youth was buried and destroyed, and the smell of blood was filled with it, as if I had experienced a battle full of gunpowder and died in a tragic way.

The sleepy Zhao Qian trembled her shoulders, wrapped herself in the quilt, and buried her head in it.

She woke up, and the memory fragments finally pieced together a bad situation, and she lost her entire flower season!
Chapter completed!