Self-cultivation of cannon fodder through books

The difference between the front and back feet of the two people who came was less than 5 minutes. If it wasn't for the surprise on Meng Yanzhi's expression, Wang Ding must have thought that these two people had an appointment.

The five people here can completely form a complex network of characters. Except for Su Yuqing, everyone can draw arrows with others.Wang Ding had a headache, he hated being involved in this kind of relationship, and he was drawn into it passively.

"Sister Lian, are you here?" Among these few people, only Bian Jiangling was genuinely happy to see her. After he confirmed that Meng Yanzhi had no interest in Wu Binglian, he used his nickname again. He got up and walked to the door to greet her with an expression Very excited, "Come in and have a seat. It just so happens that Brother Meng is here too. This dinner tonight is quite lively."

The smile on Wu Binglian's face froze for a moment when she heard this address, and then returned to normal. She smiled like a flower, and looked at the people present, "Did you disturb the meal of the heroes?"

Meng Yanzhi got up, "Where is it, Miss Wu, please sit down."

Su Yuqing smiled, "Of course not."

Wang Ding thought, obviously I'm bothering you, I really don't want to see you, girl!Of course, he nodded and greeted her politely.

When Wu Binglian's eyes met Su Yuqing's, she could clearly see the light in her eyes, full of admiration and admiration.

Wang Ding was a little speechless, this Wu Binglian is a senior member of the Appearance Association, right?At noon today, I was still interested in Meng Yanzhi, but after seeing Su Yuqing's pretentious and aggressive approach this afternoon, I secretly agreed with him?

He looked at Meng Yanzhi's words silently. The latter looked relaxed, as if he had gotten rid of big troubles; Su Yuqing didn't seem to notice Wu Binglian's fiery gaze at all, and just picked up food and drank on his own.

Only Bian Jiangling, who had a thick line, didn't notice the twists and turns, and invited Wu Binglian to sit beside him.

Wu Binglian saw that the other three men treated her indifferently, so she could only sit beside Bian Jiangling. After all, it would be nice if someone took care of her and served her food and drinks.

"I was ordered by my teacher to see if you are used to eating and living." Wu Binglian said generously after taking her seat, "If there is anything that is not thoughtful, feel free to bring it up, and if you need anything, call the little boy outside the door That's right."

Wang Ding said: "Miss Wu is worrying."

It would be embarrassing for you to move out of the teacher's order in order to find out the truth.

"It should be." Wu Binglian raised her glass, "To all heroes, please forgive me for the poor greeting."

"Miss Wu is too modest." Meng Yanzhi raised his glass, "Eat well and live well, there is nothing wrong with it."

Bian Jiangling agreed: "Brother Meng is right, cheers, everyone!"

The five people with their own concerns clinked glasses and drank the wine.

When Meng Yanzhi came, Su Yuqing didn't like it, so he didn't talk much; In such a situation, I don't even want to talk, so the whole dinner table turned into a two-person show between Bian Jiangling and Wu Binglian. Wu Binglian talked to Su Yuqing several times, but Su Yuqing ended the conversation with just one sentence, which made Wu Binglian quite embarrassed.

Seeing the three talking, Meng Yanzhi took the time to talk to Wang Ding.

To be honest, he was a little tempted the first time he saw this Demon Sect Guardian Zuo. It was the first time he saw two completely different temperaments, coquettish and pure, combined so perfectly in one person, so fascinating.

He has long heard that Guardian Zuo likes men. It is well known that he was infatuated with the master of the Demon Cult in the past, but he seems to have given up recently. This is exactly what he wants.

He tilted his head slightly, "Brother Wang, after dinner..."

"Everyone is happy today, let's have a toast."

Before he could finish his sentence, Su Yuqing next to him suddenly spoke up and raised his glass.

Meng Yanzhi: "..."

Wu Binglian immediately picked up the cup, Bian Jiangling and Wang Ding also picked up the cup.

You can't erase the face of the martial arts leader, even though he was extremely depressed, Meng Yanzhi cheered up and clinked glasses with everyone, feeling depressed.

After drinking this cup, before he had a few mouthfuls of food, Su Yuqing spoke again.

"Mr. Meng, it's my first time meeting you. It's a pleasure to meet you." Su Yuqing raised the corner of her mouth and raised a glass to him, "Let's have a drink."

Meng Yanzhi: "...OK."

After the second drink with Su Yuqing, Meng Yanzhi's face turned a little red. He had already had several rounds of drinking before, and he has always been a light drinker. To be grabbed by the leader and drink one cup after another.

"Good drinker!" Su Yuqing exclaimed, "It's too short to have a thousand glasses of wine, so how about three more glasses?"

"..." Meng Yanzhi waved his hand, "Su Daxia, I'm a bit too drunk, I can't drink any more, I'll get drunk."

"What are you afraid of when you're drunk?" Bian Jiangling said proudly, "I'll go back to Orchid Garden with Brother Meng on my back in a while."

Wu Binglian also said: "It's okay, this wine is brewed by ourselves, the alcohol content is not high, Mr. Meng can drink it at ease."

Meng Yanzhi: "..."

It took Wang Ding a long time to hold back his laughter, his old man was the most innocent one, and Meng Yanzhi might even want to kill him now.

He knew that Su Yuqing's snake spirit had started to go crazy again, and he didn't know how Meng Yanzhi provoked him.

Now that the host has said so, and looking at Su Yuqing's smile, Meng Yanzhi vaguely felt a sense of fate in the face of a rival in love. He can't lose anything if he loses. At worst, he will fight!

So he drank three more glasses with Su Yuqing. After three glasses of wine, Meng Yanzhi's eyes began to wander. He supported his head with one hand and held chopsticks in the other. Already in the right direction.

And Su Yuqing was still sitting upright and relaxed, without feeling drunk at all, as if it would be okay to drink three hundred cups with Mr. Meng again.

Wang Ding glared at Su Yuqing, signaling to him to stop playing pranks, Mr. Meng is really dying.

Only then did Su Yuqing put down his glass, and stopped asking Meng Yanzhi for a drink.

Out of humanitarian concern, Wang Ding picked up some food with chopsticks for poor Mr. Meng, "Quickly suppress the wine."

"Thank you, thank you." Meng Yanzhi picked up a piece of beef that Wang Ding gave him, and before he put it in his mouth, he heard a "crack-bang-dang" sound.

He dropped his chopsticks and hit his head on the table -- completely drunk.

"Here, are you really drunk?" Bian Jiangling put down the bowl and chopsticks, extremely surprised, "I thought Mr. Meng was joking."

"What are you laughing at, you have to do what you promised yourself." Wang Ding lifted his chin, "Old man, you have to send Mr. Meng back."

"Okay, okay, I'll take it off." Bian Jiangling scratched his head, "But I don't know where Lan Yuan is..."

Su Yuqing said lightly, "Miss Wu knows, let her take you to send Mr. Meng back."

Bian Jiangling patted his thigh, "Leader Su is still smarter, Sister Lian, you guide me, I will send Young Master Meng back."

Wu Binglian originally wanted to stay for a while longer to talk to Su Yuqing, but right now she couldn't do it, so she could only smile bitterly, "Okay."

Bian Jiangling was muscular and strong, so he easily carried Meng Yanzhi on his back, and followed Wu Binglian to send the drunken hero back to his room.

After the three people left, the air suddenly became quiet.

Feeling Su Yuqing looking at him, Wang Ding felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He put down his chopsticks, "I'm full too, let's go out to digest."

After all, regardless of the gaze behind him, he walked out of the plum garden gracefully.

The author has something to say: Wang Ding: I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air...

Adorable host: hehehe

Young Master Meng who was drunk: Let's fight again next time!

Mengzhu: I'm afraid you won't come

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Thank you little angels for your concern, love you, refill~