"Isn't that right, Qiaoqiao, can you get drunk with just this amount of wine?"
Qiao Zhishu was not drunk because she was conscious, but she was a little dizzy.
"I'm fine, I'll just rest for a while."
She wanted to sleep so much that her friend next to her asked her to lie on his shoulder.
Finally, the squad leader cut a piece of cake for Qiao Zhishu, and she ate it, but it was vague and she didn't know what it tasted like.
"Qiaoqiao, where do you live? I'll take you back later."
"No need," Qiao Zhishu didn't want to trouble others. They are all students. If you go home too late, your family will be worried. "I'll go home by myself."
"How can you go back like this? You don't feel at ease even if you get in the car."
The class monitor looked at the two boys who had also drunk too much and said, "Why don't you call your parents to pick them up? It's hard for us to take a taxi and we can't help it."
What if you get drunk and go crazy on the road?
"Okay. Qiaoqiao, what's your mother's phone number?"
Qiao Zhishu was a little drunk and shook his head, "My mother won't come to pick me up."
"Nonsense, only mother is good in the world."
"Just look through her phone. She's drunk now and can't listen to you."
When my friend heard this, it made sense. He quickly took Qiao Zhishu's phone and unlocked it with her fingerprint.
She opened her address book and the first contact showed: Husband a.
"Wow, when did Qiao Qiao get a boyfriend? How come I didn't know about it?"
"Ah, Qiaoqiao has a boyfriend?"
The friend holding the mobile phone felt as if he had found a treasure, "Where is the husband on it, can it be false?"
"Quick, quick, call her husband to pick her up."
Qiao Zhishu heard the chirping sound in his ears and wanted to get the phone back.
But the call has been put through.
My friend also turned on the speakerphone, and the word "Qiao Qiao" coming out of Xing Huo's mouth was particularly sweet and sweet.
"Is the party over? Do you want me to pick you up?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Several people covered their mouths and laughed.
Xing Huo could naturally tell that it was not Qiao Zhishu's voice, "Where is she?"
"Qiaoqiao drank too much and is with us. Excuse me, are you her husband?"
Xing Huo answered without hesitation or consideration, "Yes."
"Then can you come and pick her up?"
"good."
Qiao Zhishu didn't know how long it had been before she heard footsteps approaching, and then someone pinched her little face.
"Jojo?"
Xing Huo lowered his body and saw her face was red, "How much did she drink?"
"No more, no more, just one cup."
When a group of students saw such a person, their auras were not at the same level, and they all stared at him obediently.
"I really didn't drink much. I didn't expect her to be drunk."
"Sorry, sorry..."
Xing Huo didn't show any displeasure, he pulled out the chair next to him, said "be careful next time", and picked up Qiao Zhishu.
"Where's her cell phone?"
"Oh, here it is." The friend hurriedly stepped forward and stuffed the phone into Qiao Zhishu's pocket.
Xing Huo hugged her and walked out of the box, followed by his assistant.
The man paused and said, "Settle their accounts."
"yes."
After putting Qiao Zhishu into the car, she leaned on Xing Huo's shoulder, and the man's voice was a little deep.
"Who told you to drink so much?"
"Oh, I have to call my mom. Where's my phone?"
Xing Huo reached out and took out the phone for her, but his fingertips touched something.
He picked it out with his fingers and saw that it was the love letter.