The noisy streets When Zhou Bocheng finished speaking, Wu Yao suddenly felt the world silent. Zhou Bocheng turned around and left without any hesitation, leaving her alone in the wind.
She didn't know that Zhou Bocheng was a hundred times more uncomfortable than her. This was the first girl he had grown up to say these words to him.
The moment Wu Yao spoke, only the old genius knew how excited he was and how much he wanted to agree.
As a victim of a broken family and a victim of unhappy marriage, Zhou Bocheng cannot do this...
"Boss, a bottle of Red Star Erguotou."
"Eighteen yuan, take it yourself at the counter."
"Bah, I want Moutai, Feitian Moutai."
"1200." In a tobacco and alcohol store, the boss was playing with the computer with his head down. He only looked up at the young man in front of him when he heard such a conversation, and was a little surprised.
When he was even more surprised, the other party looked like he wanted to open it after giving the money.
"Young man, you're wrong, give it to me." After looking at the other party again, the boss reminded him with kind words, took the bottle and demonstrated it, but it didn't open it.
Zhou Bocheng didn't care about the boss's actions. After taking it, he opened it and took a big sip. The sauce-flavored Moutai was a bit easier to eat.
"Another bottle."
"What do you think ice black tea?" The boss was stunned, and subconsciously spoke. After hearing the prompt to successful payment, he looked at Zhou Bocheng for a long time.
He has never seen anyone who buys Moutai for drinking this way. With Zhou Bocheng's age, young people at this age either help others deal with it or buy some to give it to others.
"Are you broken up?" The boss handed Zhou Bocheng a cigarette and asked.
"No, I just haven't drunk it before. I bought some and it tasted like that." Zhou Bocheng lit a cigarette and answered the boss's question.
"Young man, this is not how Moutai is drunk. It's a face-saving project. There is no need to spend this money. You are still young, and you are as old as me..."
"Another bottle."
The boss's eyes widened and sighed. Why are he still stubborn? Nowadays, young people are spending money, and when they get old, they will know the importance of money.
After leaving the tobacco and alcohol store, Zhou Bocheng has become a beautiful landscape on the street, with a return rate of 100%.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the young man wearing a shirt, containing two bottles of Moutai in a transparent white plastic bag, and holding a bottle in his hand, drinking and walking.
"Brother, brother." When passing by a clothing store, a 6.7-year-old girl with a ponytail and big eyes ran out of it, blocking Zhou Bocheng's way out.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Bocheng squatted down and looked at the little girl who blocked her way.
"Mom said you can't drink like this. Drinking like this is not good for your health. Brother, please don't drink it?" Zhou Bocheng stared at Zhou Bocheng with innocent eyes, and Zhou Bocheng threw a kind smile at a charming woman in the shop.
"Okay, then brother won't drink it." There was at least one sip left in the wine bottle. Zhou Bocheng didn't care and threw it into the trash can.
"This is Moutai, it's very expensive. I have two bottles at home, and my father is reluctant to drink them." The little girl looked at the bottle in Zhou Bocheng's plastic bag again, thought for a while, and spoke seriously.
Turn your eyes and continue to speak
"Brother can sell it, save the money and get married later."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Bocheng smiled even more.
Two rows of white teeth were exposed, smiling very brightly... Then, in front of the little girl, under the eyes of curious passers-by, he slowly took out a bottle of Moutai from the plastic bag and opened it on the street.
He said thank you to the woman in the store, and left while drinking. Many people were confused by Zhou Bocheng's operations. Various eyes were looking at him, mostly with a slight sigh.
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Zhou Bocheng's smile was very healing.
But no one knew that this sunny smile was manifested every time Zhou Bocheng was bullied and returned home. He was bullied the worst, and he smiled more sunnyly.
Because he knew that as long as he smiled, others would not worry...
"Squeak..."
brush.
The door was opened almost at the same time, Zhou Bocheng turned around, and the bottle of wine in his hand stayed in the air. He smiled and smiled.
"Sister-in-law, haven't you rested yet?"
Zhao Ya was wearing khaki pajamas, showing her wonderful figure, wearing a facial mask, and looking at Zhou Bocheng with her hands.
"Good night if you have nothing to do." A fragrance came to your nose. The smell of taking a shower just now. During the day, your eyes will make your own decisions together at night.
Zhou Bocheng, who was a little guilty, quickly spoke up. He was particularly curious that he had drunk so much today and was not drunk except for a little drunk.
Perhaps this is a sign of cancer. Zhou Bocheng thought so and slowly put the bottle down in his hand.
"Bring it." Zhao Ya stretched out her hand, and Zhou Bocheng quickly handed over the thing. Then, without waiting for Zhou Bocheng to agree, Zhao Ya went directly into his house and began to make a skillful refusal.
Under the dining table, under the stove, under the bed in Zhou Bocheng's bedroom, he skillfully found five or six bottles of wine bottles, and all of them were poured into the kitchen. Zhou Bocheng looked quietly, all of them silently.
"Come here for me." Zhao Ya spoke coldly, reached out and pulled Zhou Bocheng's arm, and went to the opposite side. The other hand was holding a wine bottle and a plastic bag.
The body fragrance on his body and the fragrance of shower gel were mixed together, which made Zhou Bocheng feel restless. He had a hundred impulses to hug him around, and there was a hundred rationality in his mind that told him not to do so.
Zhao Ya pulled Zhou Bocheng for a while, and it was like a child who made a mistake and was pushed by his elders. She pushed Zhou Bocheng into the living room.
Then I found a clean strip of cloth, covered the opened Moutai wine, tied it with a rope first, and then put both bottles of wine in the cabinet.
After coming to the living room, he poured Zhou Bocheng a cup of hot water, tore off the mask, and slapped the water on his face a few times.
Little did he know that the faint water vapor on Zhao Ya's face, who had just made a facial mask, was even more charming in Zhou Bocheng's eyes. After so many years of getting along, Zhao Ya did not treat Zhou Bocheng as an outsider, and Pang Chuan was the same when he was at home.
After doing everything, Zhao Ya sat directly next to Zhou Bocheng and sighed.
"Tell me."
"What are you talking about, sister-in-law?" Zhou Bocheng felt very guilty, really false!
When Pang Chuan and Zhao Ya were in love, Zhou Bocheng was very envious, but he had more blessings.
After discovering that Pang Chuan was looking for flowers and willows outside every day, Zhou Bocheng had some uneasy thoughts in his heart.
However, Zhou Bocheng hid these thoughts in his heart, and he didn't feel embarrassed because he knew that many men would have.
Whether you have any ideas or not is different from whether you have implemented it.
but…
When Zhou Bocheng knew that he was going to die, the thought that made him uneasy turned into restlessness, extremely strong!