Chapter 20

Tao Zhi didn't react a little.

When she talked to Jiang Zhengxun in the afternoon, Jiang Qihuai didn't say anything throughout the whole process, and she didn't even pay attention to it. She thought he wasn't listening at all.

Tao Zhi secretly looked around, but no one noticed this place.

But there was a table in the box, just like this plate in front of her, as if it was her exclusive, and it felt a little strange.

She slowly stretched out one hand and pushed the plate of Coke chicken wings that were almost against her bowl, and said awkwardly: "Don't be so obvious, as if I'm very greedy."

Jiang Qihuai raised his eyebrows: "Then you can't steal someone else?"

"That's all the time when I was four or five years old, okay?" Tao Zhi whispered, "I'm so grown-up, who would fight for a few chicken wings?"

Jiang Qihuai glanced at her and felt that even if ten years passed, she would not be able to do such a thing now.

He nodded: "Then do you eat?"

A plate of chicken wings was served in a porcelain white light-mouthed plate. The caramel-colored sauce was tempting in color, and the aroma was mixed with sweetness and deliciousness. It was mixed with hot air and rushed up to the tip of the nose, making the index fingers tremble.

It's all ordered, it's useless to not eat it.

Tao Zhi slowly picked up the chopsticks and stretched them over, picked up the chicken wings on the edge, put them in a bowl and held them, then lowered his head and took a small bite.

The fresh and sweet sauce mixed with the chicken tenderly slips into the mouth, and the juice overflows in the mouth.

Tao Zhi's narrow black eyes narrowed happily, and his shoulders couldn't help but swayed slightly, as if he had only eaten a delicious and very satisfied cat.

Jiang Qihuai looked at her and laughed softly.

He had never seen Tao Zhi eat, and it was the first time he knew that this would be the reaction when she ate something she liked.

He leaned in the chair and looked at her: "Like chicken wings?"

"I like meat," Tao Zhi bulged his cheeks and spit out the bones, and said to himself, "I also like braised pork loaf and crispy pork ribs and tomato meatball soup. However, our aunt has her own ideas for cooking. She wants to match meat and vegetables well and also change them."

Tao Zhi grabbed another piece of chicken wings, stuffed one end into his mouth, and said vaguely with a sad look: "My father also wants to eat vegetarian food at home every week. He obviously doesn't come back to eat outside, but I'm the one who's the bitter."

Jiang Qihuai didn't seem to be sympathetic to her pitiful encounter of having to eat vegetarian food for a day, and said ruthlessly: "Swallow the things in her mouth before talking."

Tao Zhi curled her lips and continued to fight with her chicken wings intently, and also picked up a piece for Fu Xiling next to her.

Tao Zhi really likes eating chicken wings.

She ate all the plates of Coke chicken wings, at least eight or nine, and finally left a pile of bones in the plate in neat rows.

Until there was the last one left on that plate.

Tao Zhi was about to pick it up, but after hesitating, he got up and pulled out a pair of new chopsticks from the side, tore open the paper packaging, and pick up the chicken wings.

She was like a thief and took advantage of Jiang Qihuai's conversation with the people next to her and put it in his bowl with a very light movement.

Jiang Qihuai's Yu Guang caught a glimpse of her movements and turned around.

Before Tao Zhi's chopsticks could be taken back, she was caught. She quickly pulled her hand, put down the chopsticks, and said as if nothing had happened: "The last one."

Jiang Qihuai raised his chin slightly: "I haven't eaten enough for another plate."

Tao Zhi was speechless: "...Am I a pig? I've eaten a plate of chicken wings on the other plate are different from this one."

Tao Zhi pointed to the Coke chicken wings in his bowl and said seriously: "This is mine, and my favorite is given to you. This is a sacred and unique chicken wing, and it is of great significance."

Jiang Qihuai lowered his eyes and looked at the meaningful sacred chicken wing. He was probably the smallest one in her plate.

Half of this meal, the boys drank almost the same alcohol content. The poor alcohol tolerance was already starting to get into trouble. Jiang Zhengxun, who was usually gentle and gentle, stepped on the windowsill with one foot and howled in a voice: "Comrades! I'm so happy today! Our Lao Li celebrates his birthday today!"

Zhao Mingqi took a bottle of beer next to him and blew it directly at the bottle, slapped the table and echoed: "You're a birthday!"

Jiang Zhengxun opened his arms: "Sixteen years old! You can go to the Internet cafe openly!"

Zhao Mingqi: "Go to the Internet cafe! Go to the Internet cafe!"

Fu Xiling held a cup of coconut milk and corrected: "It's not okay to be sixteen years old, you can only go to the Internet cafe if you are eighteen."

Li Shuangjiang was stunned: "These two bottles of beer are like this? Jiang Zhengxun, are you okay?"

Jiang Zhengxun turned his head and said, "Call me, brother! I'm older than you!"

Li Shuangjiang: "..."

Fu Xiling picked up a chopstick of cold dishes: "Jiang Zhengxun was quite imposing after drinking."

Tao Zhi nodded beside him and agreed: "Finally, I can match his name with him."

"Ji Fan has a good alcohol tolerance," said Fu Xiling.

Tao Zhi turned his head and looked at Ji Fan next to him.

The two of them separated from junior high school. Ji Fan followed Ji Jin to another city, and only returned to the affiliated high school after going to high school.

Tao Zhi really doesn’t know how much he drinks or what he will be like after drinking.

The boy was rarely crazy with those boys. He was sitting honestly in his seat, leaning his head against the back of the chair, facing the ceiling, staring at him without blinking.

The boy next to him raised his hand and patted him: "Brother Fan, are you okay? What are you looking at?"

After a while, Ji Fan said slowly: "I'm thinking."

Boy: "What do you think?"

"Is there really an angel in the sky?" Ji Fan said in a daze.

Boy: "…"

Ji Fan looked at the snow-white ceiling and continued, "If there were really angels, would that angel have big breasts?"

Fu Xiling: "..."

Tao Zhi: "..."

After a meal, Zhao Qiming had already fallen down. Jiang Zhengxun was cosplaying the Super Saiyan next to him. Ji Fan's condition was a little worse than before. He pulled the boy next to him to discuss which angel had bigger breasts.

The girls went to the bathroom together, but Li Shuangjiang was drinking well. He got up and went to check out the bill as if he was fine. He finally took out his cell phone for the first time in the evening. As soon as he opened Alipay, he found that there was an extra transfer message on his mobile phone WeChat.

He added Jiang Qihuai’s friend before and said a few words. The two of them had just a few chat records. There was a transfer at the bottom. He was stunned for a moment, and settled the account first. He returned to the private room and leaned over to Jiang Qihuai’s chair: “Brother Huai, why are you transferring money for me?”

Jiang Qihuai pointed to the empty plate of Coke chicken wings in front of the Taozhi location: "I ordered an extra plate of chicken wings."

"If you don't have enough, just order one more plate. It's okay." Li Shuangjiang said, "It's okay for the birthday boy to treat him. Why are you still polite to me with a chicken wing?"

Jiang Qihuai smiled and raised his hand to pat him: "The birthday boy has spent money, but this plate of chicken wings is mine, please collect it."

This was the first time Li Shuangjiang saw him laughing and was a little flattered. He scratched his head, said "Oh", and accepted it honestly.

Although Jiang Qihuai told him with a smile, for some reason, he always felt that something big would happen if he didn't collect the chicken wing money.

The group was awake and fainted from the restaurant. Li Shuangjiang supported Zhao Mingqi with his left hand and Ji Fan with his right hand. Tao Zhi sent Uncle Gu early on, and the car was already parked at the restaurant door.

Li Shuangjiang stuffed Ji Fan into the co-pilot. Ji Fan was unwilling to pull his arm and refused to let him go. Tao Zhi slapped him away.

Ji Fan was touched by the head, and the man was still dizzy. He asked her in a low voice with a mysterious look on his face: "Zhizhi, do you look at the angels to look at the chest or the legs?"

Tao Zhi struggled to stuff his legs that were stretched outside and stuffed them back: "I'm fucking reading the Bible, don't go crazy, sit back quickly."

Ji Fan was murdered and sat back in grievance.

Tao Zhi threw the co-pilot's door and turned around. Jiang Zhengxun had already cosplayed Sailor Moon, and was about to take off his pants and wear them in the street. He was stopped by the boy next to him with a look of horror.

Li Shuangjiang was still being snatched by Zhao Mingqi like an octopus. The Sports Committee, which is nearly 1.9 meters tall, was hugging him and crying loudly: "Old Li! My life is so hard that Lao Li! Why is the fucking wrong writing about my math?"

Jiang Qihuai stood beside him and pressed his cell phone. Under the dark light, the bright white light of his cell phone made the edges and corners of his facial features hazy and deep.

Li Shuangjiang next to him ruthlessly threw Zhao Mingqi aside. The octopus was gone and he saw Jiang Qihuai next to him.

"Brother Huai!" Zhao Mingqi stretched out his hand at him, "My fucking life is so bad, Brother Huai!"

Jiang Qihuai looked away from his phone. When he raised his eyes, he saw a giant rushing towards him. He subconsciously flashed to the side.

Zhao Mingqi pounced on the air, his feet were floating and he couldn't stand firmly. He fell down straight and fell to eat shit.

“…”

Tao Zhi looked at the group of drunkards with a headache. He greeted Li Shuangjiang and took Fu Xiling into the car first and sent the person back before returning home.

When he got home, Ji Fan was already asleep in the passenger seat. Uncle Gu carried him out and Aunt Zhang opened the door.

As soon as he saw Ji Fan, Aunt Zhang said "Oh": "My little ancestors, what kind of classmate reunion is this? Drink like this, come in quickly."

Uncle Gu carried Ji Fan upstairs, and Aunt Zhang went to the kitchen to rinse two glasses of honey water, and handed Tao Zhi a cup: "Is Zhizhi okay?"

Tao Zhi actually had no better alcohol tolerance than Ji Fan. She was already a little dizzy with a bottle of beer, but she just pretended to be able to drink a table of people before meals, so she forced herself to stay home.

She leaned against the sofa and took the water and took a sip: "I'm fine. Go up and see Ji Fan, don't let him vomit."

Aunt Zhang responded and hurried up.

The living room was quiet, Tao Zhi placed the water cup on the coffee table and lay horizontally on the sofa.

The crystal lamp was so shaking that she became even more dizzy. She carried a pillow and pressed it on her head, turned around and lie on her side to block the light, pulled out her cell phone from her coat, then clicked on Li Shuangjiang's WeChat, and transferred the account to him.

It took about ten minutes before Li Shuangjiang returned.

Li Shuangjiang:【?】
To be continued...