Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping were the only two people left in the box.
To be fair, Fang Wenping is a very attractive mature woman, especially today is not a working day. In order to celebrate her little niece's birthday, she also dressed up very fashionably, with a knitted white sweater, a colorful long skirt, and her feet were also very fashionable.
Wearing a pair of brown high-heeled shoes, coupled with her beautiful face and plump figure, the whole person can't help exuding a sense of temptation. Dong Xuebin couldn't help but look at her a few more times, but it's a pity that beauty is beauty.
, the character of this old lady really makes him dare not compliment her. If Fang Wenping had always been the motherly character she had when she coaxed her little niece, it would have been eye-catching. But now, Dong Xuebin is too lazy to look at her, such a charming woman.
How could an adult woman, even at this age, have such a bad temper? Dong Xuebin was speechless every time he thought about this, but he never thought that his gangster character was no better than Fang Wenping.
"Come again?" Fang Wenping asked.
"Come on, who is afraid of whom?" Dong Xuebin said.
Fang Wenping said in a commanding tone: "Please order some songs."
Dong Xuebin glanced at him and said, "If you want to sing your own song, do I owe you something?"
While they were fighting each other, they sang another song. After singing, they no longer bothered to order songs, and both started drinking.
Looking at the newspaper, Fang Wenping frowned and said, "Why aren't you back yet?"
Dong Xuebin was actually puzzled. Xie Ran and Fang Shuiling were not so slow to go to the toilet. Did something happen? Did she get into a fight?
Not really, right?
They are not impulsive people.
Fang Wenping didn't care to argue with him, "When did they go out?"
"It's been more than twenty minutes, right?" Dong Xuebin was sure of his thoughts and took out his mobile phone to call Xie Ran, "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off."
Fang Wenping was also calling Fang Shuiling, "Shut down?"
"Xie Ran also turned off his phone." Dong Xuebin frowned.
As soon as I pressed service, they called the staff over.
"Sir, Madam, what do you need?" the waiter said.
Dong Xuebin immediately said: "There were two people out of our box just now, a man and a woman. They are not very old. They look like they are in their twenties, did you see them?"
Fang Wenping said forcefully: "Go and find it."
The waiter blinked, "Is this Mr. Xie who opened the private room?"
"It's him." Dong Xuebin said: "Where is he? Why didn't he come back for a long time?"
The waiter said, "Mr. Xie just paid the bill at the service desk. He and a lady left first."
Fang Wenping's face changed slightly. "Leaving? Leaving for what?"
The waiter said, "I watched them go out. They didn't say hello to you two? Then I don't know."
"It's okay." Dong Xuebin roughly understood after hearing this. This Xiaoran Xiaoling obviously wanted to be alone with Fang to ease the relationship. This time Fang Shuiling suddenly celebrated her lunar birthday and also invited Fang Wenping and Dong Xuebin.
It was already clear, but I didn’t expect these two people to leave early without even saying hello. Dong Xuebin said in his heart that you have good intentions, but how can he and Fang Wenping ease the conflict? Who cares about the other?
It's not pleasing to the eye, and I've even been scolded and quarreled several times. How can singing help relieve this?
Fang Wenping must have understood it, and her face didn't look good.
Dong Xuebin was also a little angry. When the waiter was about to leave, he stopped him and said, "Open another bottle of Chivas Regal for me, and don't add anything!"
"Okay, I'll be here soon." The waiter left.
Dong Xuebin said slightly displeased: "What are these two doing!"
Fang Wenping said coldly: "It must be your Xie Ran's bad idea!"
"Come on." Dong Xuebin looked at him, "Today is Xiaoling's birthday, who do you think had the idea?"
Fang Wenping said firmly: "Our Xiaoling doesn't have as many bad things in her belly as you Xie family."
Dong Xuebin said, "What are you talking about? It's obviously your niece who caused the mess! And you still have to rely on our family? Ha!"
Fang Wenping said contemptuously: "You know who came up with the idea. Without your Xie Ran's encouragement, how could my Xiaoling not answer my call?"
Dong Xuebin curled his lips and said: "If I were her, I wouldn't answer your call. It would be embarrassing for anyone to have such an aunt in their stall. Let me tell you, this idea must have come from your family Xiaoling, even if our Xiaoran wants to leave
, it’s impossible for him to turn off his phone and not answer my call, he doesn’t have the guts yet.”
Boom, boom, boom.
The box door opened.
The waiter walked in and put the wine down, "Chivas Regal is here. Well, Mr. Xie just paid the bill, but this is an a la carte order, so I have to..."
Dong Xuebin said impatiently: "It's not worth your money!"
The waiter said awkwardly: "I just said, you two, please use it slowly."
Dong Xuebin poured himself a glass, drank it, and drank it all in one gulp.
Fang Wenping made several more calls on the sofa, probably to her niece, but every time she put down the phone with a sullen face, obviously still unable to get through. In the end, she also got angry, picked up Chivas Regal and poured herself a glass.
, raised his neck and drank it up happily, "You can sing it yourself!" After saying that, he turned sideways and took his bag, threw his cell phone in, packed up his things, and was about to leave.
Dong Xuebin said happily: "You can drink well?"
Fang Wenping said calmly: "When I learned how to drink, your baby hadn't been born yet."
Dong Xuebin believed this, and Fang Wenping was indeed not from the same generation as him, but Dong Xuebin was naturally unconvinced, "Why don't you brag and drink? Ha, I, Dong Xuebin, have never lost to anyone in drinking!"
Fang Wenping said: "You have little arms and legs, how can you still drink?"
"If you don't accept it, try it!" Dong Xuebin put the cup heavily on the table, filled it up, and then without talking nonsense, he picked it up and drank it all in one gulp. Then he put the empty cup on the table in demonstration and made a soft sound.
ring.
Fang Wenping couldn't stop laughing when she saw it. She threw her bag on the sofa again and sat down again. She also filled up the wine and had a drink. This was not mixed with ice cubes, green tea or anything else. Pure Chivas Regal, degree
It's not that young. Wen Ping didn't blush after drinking. She didn't notice it, but she seemed to have a good capacity for drinking. Counting the previous drinks, she had already drank several glasses.
Dong Xuebin is a person who loves to drink. He drinks often. Over the years, he has also developed a good drinking capacity. Now he is no longer the master who got drunk after just two ounces of white wine. What's more, the opponent is a lesbian, and Dong Xuebin's self-esteem does not allow it.
He used reverse and just started drinking with her for real.
One cup for you.
I have a cup.
The two are competing again!
Fang Wenping raised her glass and said, "Come on! Do it again!"
Dong Xuebin said without any weakness: "Fuck! I still don't believe it!"
"Come again, can't you?" Fang Wenping poured another glass.
"No? Are you kidding? Come! Drink!" Dong Xuebin said: "I can't kill you if I drink!"
"You still want to drink me to death?" Fang Wenping laughed and said, "I really admire your bragging ability!"
half an hour...
One hour...
It's already half past nine.
While Fang Wenping was drinking, she took the microphone and sang a few more songs.
In the end, Dong Xuebin also grabbed a microphone and sang with her. Although he couldn't sing all the old songs, he knew some of them, which he learned from his mother.
Sing and sing.
Drink and drink.
Suddenly, Dong Xuebin felt a little bad. He no longer knew how much he and Fang Wenping drank. Even though this guy had improved his drinking capacity, he still couldn't drink half a pound. Now he drank a small bottle of foreign wine.
, even though the alcohol content of foreign wine is slightly lighter than that of white wine, it is almost the same. Dong Xuebin felt like he was going to vomit, but he still held on to no avail. He quickly stood up on the sofa, staggered out of the box, and found it.
I opened the door to the bathroom next to me and went in. I found a hole and started vomiting.
Finished vomiting.
Feeling much better too.
Dong Xuebin staggered to the sink and flushed his face with cold water. Although his head was still dizzy, he felt better than before.
In the box.
Dong Xuebin went back slowly. At first, he thought he would be despised by Fang Wenping, but as soon as he entered, he saw that Fang Wenping had fallen on the sofa, with his eyes closed, and he did not know that he was asleep.
Or something happened, and the microphone fell to the ground.
Don't be dead, right?
Dong Xuebin was frightened and walked up quickly, but he also drank too much. He almost fell to the ground when his feet stumbled. He finally stumbled to her. Dong Xuebin blinked and couldn't help but push her shoulder with his finger.
When there was no response, he pushed again and again.
"Fang Wenping!"
"..."
"Fang!"
"…………"
"Say something! Are you dead or not?"
"………………"
I'll go! Nothing will happen if you drink, right?
Are you bragging that you can drink? What can you drink?
Dong Xuebin quickly pushed her hard, which really woke her up.
However, the first thing Fang Wenping did after opening her eyes in a daze was that she lowered her head without any warning and vomited it out!
One bite...
Two mouthfuls...
Dong Xuebin's clothes were splashed all over.
Of course, most of it was vomited on Fang Wenping herself, and her flowery long skirt was immediately stained, as was her sweater.
Fang Wenping really drank too much.
Why not Dong Xuebin? Seeing such a disgusting scene and seeing that he was also vomited on, Dong Xuebin felt nauseous. After vomiting, he couldn't help it anymore and hurriedly grabbed the one who had just been vomited.
I vomited on the tray of fruit!
A mess.
One of them is worse than the other.
"Paper...tissue!" Fang Wenping finished vomiting, stretched out her hand, and breathed in: "Hurry...point!"
Dong Xuebin didn't look at her. He couldn't even take care of himself, so he reached out to look for it, grabbed a box of tissues on the table, threw it to Fang Wenping on the sofa, and then continued to vomit.