Yan Han was dragged away by Yu Tianyu and was forced to drink a lot of water. The living room was already in a mess.
Wang Fuxue and the other girls had already gone to the room to watch a movie without being disturbed.
Song Xiang was blowing the wind on the balcony for a while and was about to turn around when she saw Qin Jianxi walking towards her and bringing her a cup of coffee.
"Congratulations."
Song Xiang was a little embarrassed. They congratulated each other, as if they were really here for a wedding banquet.
Qin Jianxi leaned next to her and breathed a timid sigh of relief.
"I really didn't expect that among our group, he was the first to find it."
Song Xiang twitched her lips, "Isn't Miss Qin also engaged?"
Qin Jianxi took a sip of coffee and said casually: "It's divided."
Song Xiang was stunned and didn't know how to answer the question for a moment.
"The gap is too big, you think I'm too rich." She said it as if she was joking, with no expression on her face.
Song Xiang opened his mouth and said, "Sorry."
"It's okay. He has recovered a long time ago." Qin Jianxi opened her eyes and turned her face to look at Song Xiang, "How long have you known Lao Yan?"
"Five years."
"That's been a long time." Qin Jianxi sighed with emotion, frowned, and said, "I would like to advise you to be open-minded about everything. Don't be like my ex-boyfriend. He either has low self-esteem or strives for self-improvement all day long, which can make people mad to death.
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Song Xiang was silent, feeling slightly astringent.
With their background, it is natural that they cannot empathize with certain situations.
Qin Jianxi looked in the direction of Yan Han in the living room and said, "This guy is pretty good. He looks cold on the surface, but he is actually very loyal and dedicated."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly approached Song Xiang's face and raised her eyebrows, "You are definitely his first woman."
Song Xiang's face felt slightly hot as he understood what she was talking about.
Qin Jianxi clicked her tongue, "When we were in college, there were more girls chasing him than Lu Zechen's girlfriends, but he ignored them all. He was such a stinker. He probably thought that no woman in the world was worthy of him.
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Song Xiang smiled, thinking that such a severe cold was quite cute.
Qin Jianxi noticed her expression and calmly took a big sip of coffee, but it was probably the bottom of the coffee, which made her feel bitter.
She patted Song Xiang on the shoulder and said, "Go and save him quickly, otherwise he will really be forced to death."
After saying that, she walked out of the balcony.
Song Xiang glanced at the living room, and saw that Yan Han was still being fed, and his collar was stained with wine, but he was alone and helpless, looking very miserable.
She gritted her teeth and forced her way in.
"Stop feeding him, he's much better after drinking."
As soon as she passed by, Yan Han hugged her.
There was a commotion all around.
"Sister-in-law, are you feeling too distressed?"
"My heart is broken. The dog lovers are so cruel!"
"Brother Han, can you please have a few drinks now?"
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You said something to me, which made Song Xiang feel embarrassed, so he could only drink a glass of white wine for Yan Han, and all the men couldn't help but clapped their hands and applauded.
Finally, he fished Yan Han out and walked out the door, but there was still a lot of cheering behind him.
After entering the elevator, the man who was almost drunk suddenly woke up and kissed the side of her face carefully.
Song Xiang gritted his teeth, "Don't move around, we're under surveillance."
As soon as she finished speaking, the elevator door opened, and she quickly dragged Yan Han into the house.
As soon as she entered the door, Yan Han hugged her and hit the door panel.
He drank too much and it was a bit difficult to stand, but he still instinctively reached out to protect the back of her head.