Zhao Dong was thinking wildly for a while, and ten minutes passed quickly.
After Meng Jiao finished changing her clothes, she still joked, "Let's go, we're going to the food stall last time. You're going to treat us today, so remember to bring money!"
Zhao Dong smiled awkwardly, and his mentality gradually returned to normal.
Not long after, the two of them arrived at their usual place.
Meng Jiao ordered food and Zhao Dong ordered wine. Before the barbecue was served, they drank two bottles of beer first.
With a close friend, a thousand glasses of wine are too short, especially when he is with Meng Jiao. The familiarity between friends makes Zhao Dong get into the mood quickly. Plus, he doesn't have so many worries. He eats and drinks and sees a box of beer in the blink of an eye.
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After drinking for three rounds, Meng Jiao finally asked, "Tell me, how did you get in with the vice-captain? Didn't Fatty Sun give you any trouble?"
There were no secrets between Zhao Dong and her, they told her everything at once.
Meng Jiao grasped Zhao Dong's arm tightly with a pair of pink fists as if she were listening to a story telling, and when she stood up, she let out an exclamation.
When everything was settled, she patted her chest and said, "Good guy, you are so brave, you dare to interfere in this kind of thing!"
Zhao Dong lit a cigarette and said, "There is no other way to survive."
Meng Jiao rolled her eyes, "You're here, is it for Goddess Su?"
Zhao Dong smiled bitterly, so what if it's really because of her, they don't appreciate it at all!
Meng Jiao noticed something strange and asked gossiping, "Are you arguing with Goddess Su again?"
Zhao Dong felt depressed and explained his situation.
Meng Jiao smiled, "Don't be afraid, when the time comes she doesn't want you anymore, just come to me!"
Zhao Dong scratched his head, "What do you mean she doesn't want me anymore? Do you call this a comforter?"
"Then how do you want me to comfort you?"
After saying that, she winked and asked, "By the way, do you have your ID card?"
Zhao Dong nodded blankly, "Yes, what do you want to do?"
Meng Jiao said with charming eyes, "Go get a room and let me comfort you!"
An evil fire burst out of Zhao Dong's body, and when he caught a glimpse of the playfulness in her eyes, he immediately said with a grimace, "Can you stop being a gangster with me? Isn't it fun to tease me?"
Seeing that he saw through it, Meng Jiao laughed and changed the subject: "I'm not teasing you anymore. Let's talk about your god-sister. Isn't she pretty?"
Zhao Dong honestly commented, “I’m considered beautiful compared to others, but I’m far behind compared to you!”
Meng Jiao was in a good mood, "Your mouth is so sweet, close your eyes and reward you!"
Zhao Dong felt a little guilty, "What are you going to do?"
She kicked her foot under the table, "Why is there so much nonsense? Just shut it up if I tell you to!"
Zhao Dong had no choice but to obey. The moment he closed his eyes, it seemed as if the whole world had become quiet.
In fact, he had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't dare to think about it, and it was as painful as scratching his heart.
Soon, the suspicion turned into reality, and everything was so incredible.
The touch of a dragonfly's water brushed across my cheek.
Zhao Dong opened his eyes, feeling that everything seemed like a dream, and soon fell into entanglement.
He admitted that he had some affection for Meng Jiao, but Sophie's existence made him unable to accept other women with peace of mind.
Even if he and Sophie were a fake couple in name only, he would not allow himself to be in two different situations.
Therefore, the relationship between him and Meng Jiao can only be friends. Once the boundary is crossed, they may not even be friends.
Meng Jiao seemed to notice Zhao Dong's confusion, wagging her finger, "Don't think too much, this is just encouragement between best friends!"
Zhao Dong thought he didn't have enough emotional intelligence, but at this moment he suddenly understood.
It turns out that she is also an extremely proud woman, and she will never get involved easily until she and Sophie are sorted out.
Although the rules of the game are simple, Zhao Dong does not dare to try it easily.
It seems to be restrained, but is it not playing with fire?
Zhao Dong couldn't think of a countermeasure, so he could only accept it calmly, "Thank you today."
Meng Jiao said softly, "Isn't it easy to thank me? I have something to ask you for help."
After Zhao Dong heard this, he patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'm just the flower protector. When the time comes, call me and I'll accompany you there!"
After finishing the supper, it was almost one o'clock.
Zhao Dong sent Meng Jiao back and hurried back home.
As expected, Goddess Su was still hungover and kicked the quilt under the bed.
Zhao Dong carefully covered her up, not squinting during the process, for fear of seeing something he shouldn't have seen.
Before going out, he reached out and brushed her cheek gently. Only when she fell asleep would she become as docile as a kitten.
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The next day, Sophie rubbed her eyes and felt that the sleep was extremely sweet.
I rubbed my head against the pillow, and the indescribable smell was not the perfume I was used to smelling, but it made me feel particularly at ease.
After lying on the bed for a while, her consciousness gradually recovered.
Suddenly, Sophie came back to her senses, her nose slowly wrinkled, and finally she could clearly distinguish the smell of nicotine, tobacco, and men's sweat!
She screamed and sat up, looking for a while, and finally remembered that this was Zhao Dong's room!
Sophie subconsciously opened the quilt, and there was no picture in her imagination, which made her feel a little at ease.
I checked the clothes on my body again and saw that there were no signs of being loose, and then I let out a deep breath.
"Damn Zhao Dong, what the hell are you doing?"
Sophie was still angry and kicked open the door with her bare feet. She opened her mouth and shouted, "Zhao Dong, you bastard, get out of here!"
Zhao Dong was frying eggs in the kitchen when he heard howling like a pig being slaughtered, so he could only put down the spatula temporarily.
This was the first time he saw Goddess Su looking so unkempt, but he did not dare to laugh at her.
Sophie, with her disheveled hair, asked angrily as she thought about it, "What the hell are you doing? Why was I in your room last night?"
"Are you drunk?"
"You won't wake me up if you drink too much?"
"You sleep like a dead pig, how can I scream?"
Sophie rolled her eyes angrily, "You are the dead pig! Then why did you carry me into your room?"
Zhao Dong reminded her, "I would like to send you back to the bedroom, but haven't we made an agreement? I don't dare to go upstairs."
Sophie was so angry that she couldn't vent her anger, so she asked again: "Then... what about you, where are you sleeping?"
Zhao Dong didn't wait to open his mouth and ran away, "I'm sorry, I'm confused!"
"What's so confusing? Speak clearly!" Sophie took two steps after him and subconsciously looked at the sofa. The blankets and pillows hadn't been put away yet.
Her hanging heart finally dropped, and she felt a little unspeakably moved.
After washing, changing, and going downstairs again, Sophie looked radiant, but there was always some unexplainable emotion on her face.
Zhao Dong didn't dare to ask, and the breakfast ended in a strange atmosphere.
Sophie finished her meal in a hurry and asked before getting down from the table, "By the way, I was drunk yesterday and I forgot to ask you something. Do you still remember Mr. Ma?"
Zhao Dong was suddenly startled, his words were vague, and he was already thinking about countermeasures in his heart, "Which Mr. Ma?"
"That's Mr. Ma who sent me home that day and asked you to punch me!"
Zhao Dong pretended to be stupid, "Ah? Remember, what happened?"
Sophie stared into his eyes, "Did you... look for him later?"
"No, has he bullied you again?" Zhao Dong had a sophisticated expression, fearing that Sophie would see the flaw.
Meng Jiao was also present when Mr. Ma was being punished that day. Although he had a clear conscience, would Sophie believe it?