The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

The more Bian Jing's mood fluctuated, the colder the expression on his face, Xie Ting could see the joy on his face, and asked, "Brother Jing, what happened to make you so happy?"

Bian Jing couldn't say that he was happy to see him, so he told a solid lie: "I made some money recently."

Xie Ting has no worries about food and clothing. Although he can't personally experience the feeling of being rescued from a desperate situation, he agrees: "It's really a good thing, remember to treat the guests."

Bian Jing walked beside him, and said generously, "Please!, what do you want to eat?"

Xie Ting pointed to the 7-11 convenience store and said, "Go and buy me a fish ball, I haven't eaten for a day."

"What are you doing today? You won't be dating the school girl, are you?" Bian Jing joked.

Xie Ting was quite surprised that Bian Jing was able to mention Xiao Hua alone in front of him. According to his observation, as long as Xiao Hua was around, Bian Jing's mood would be abnormal.

Either ignore him or alienate him, making him think that he is the one who wins people's love and thus attracts hatred.

"It's really her house. I've been at my house for a whole day. I didn't wake up until noon. As soon as I woke up, my dad dragged me to meet the guests."

Bitter water gushed out from the cheeks on both sides of the side scene, he let out a cry, and said sourly: "Accompanying you so seriously? You don't even eat?"

Xie Ting put his hands in his pockets, approached the 7-11, and said casually, "Yes, didn't you invite me here?"

After speaking, he picked up a triangular rice dumpling and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Bian Jing shook his head, he had been at the tattoo parlor all day, and he didn't think about eating.

"Boss, one serving of Chezai noodles, one serving of fish balls, and two salty rice dumplings." After Xie Ting finished speaking to the salesperson, he took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code, and Bian Jing hurried forward and stopped him, "Didn't you agree to invite me? "

Xie Ting had already paid the money, raised his mobile phone, hugged Bian Jing and pushed him towards the bar chair by the window: "Next time, please invite me alone."

"Aren't you alone now?"

"Now I invite you."

"What kind of logic is this?"

"The logic of school bullies."

"Do you also know that you are a high school bully?"

"Remember."

"..."

After being hungry for a whole day, Bian Jing had passed his hunger a long time ago. When the clerk brought up the food, Bian Jing frowned and said, "Order so much?"

Xie Ting peeled off a triangular rice dumpling and handed it to Bian Jing's mouth: "Eat it, eat some quickly, and wait until the KTV has them pouring you wine."

Bian Jing opened his mouth and took a small bite. The salty rice dumplings were delicious, mainly because Xie Ting peeled them himself.

"Why are you pouring me?"

Xie Ting stirred the Che Zai noodles, took a sip, then looked at the side scene and said, "You still don't know?"

Bian Jing took another bite of the zongzi and asked, "What should I know?"

Seeing that he was eating carefully, Xie Ting thought that the zongzi was not tasty, so he peeled off the remaining one with his slender fingers, took a bite, and it was okay, why did Bian Jing eat so carefully?

"You took the first place again."

It has become a habit to take the first place in the scene test, and heard the words: "Oh."

"That's right, it's not surprising that you, the number one nail household, are not surprised, but they must find a reason to pour you wine." Xie Ting picked up a fish ball and sent it to Bian Jing.

Bian Jing bit off, carefully chewing in his mouth.

Xie Ting asked: "Isn't it delicious?"

Bian Jing shook his head: "It's delicious, eat it slowly."

"Look at your virtue, boss, let's have another fish ball."

Bian Jing stopped him and said, "I can't eat so much, it's a waste of money to buy too much."

Xie Ting smiled and said, "Brother Jing, who are you in charge of here?"

The lake water in Bian Jing's heart was rippling, and he said in his mouth: "Who cares about you, you have money, your son and brother, you spend it, you please, you can spend whatever you want~"

Seeing his pretentious flattery, Xie Ting picked up a newspaper, rolled it into a roll, and pretended: "Screw you!"

"..."

The two of them finished their dinner slowly, and then walked towards the KTV. When the two of them opened the door, there was already a noisy group of people inside, and the atmosphere had already been stirred up.

"Hey, Brother Ting, Brother Jing, you are here!"

Yue Yang saw them first: "I have to punish myself with three cups for being late!"

Everyone looked at Yue Yang with admiration, awesome, don't die, dare to let Xie Ting drink as a punishment.

Yue Yang suddenly realized what he said just now, and tightened his neck and said: "Brother Ting, you can do whatever you want, I just talk fast for a while."

Xie Ting glanced at him, didn't say anything, naturally he didn't drink, and sat down at random.

Xie Ting, relying on his aura and prestige of being a school bully for many days, was able to escape a section, but Bian Jing could not, being late and being the first in the grade, neither of these two things could make him escape the three cups.

"Brother Jing, do you have to drink these three cups?" Cao Wei had already drank a lot, and toasted the wine to Bian Jing.

Bian Jing readily took it, and the cup bottomed out.

A group of high school students who were detained by their parents booed under Xueba's bold gestures: "Oh, you can hold a lot of alcohol."

Bian Jing took the second cup, and continued to see the bottom, Xie Ting glanced at them, Yue Yang had eyesight, and quickly poured the third cup, which was only half of the place, and half of the cup was missing.

Taking advantage of the dim light, he hurriedly shouted: "The third cup, the third cup, brother Jing is a good drinker."

Bian Jing took it, raised his throat, and drank it all in one gulp.

Xie Ting wore a peaked cap, looked at his upturned throat from the brim of the hat, watched him swallow, his sharp Adam's apple rolled up and down, swallowed the wine, and the excess wine dripped from the corner of his mouth to his neck.

Xie Ting, who was sitting on the sofa, also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his mouth was dry, and he picked up the drink on the table and drank it.