Bai Yueguang goes back a little

"Grass!"

Tang Ming didn't care about anything else, and subconsciously memorized Jiang Chuyue, "Uncomfortable? Do you want to vomit?"

I drank too much wine just now, and now my stomach and esophagus are burning, my head is dizzy, and I feel nauseous all the time.

Jiang Chuyue squinted her eyes, said "um" softly, suppressed the feeling of swelling in her esophagus, and tried her best to grab the corner of the table.

"I'll accompany him to vomit for a while." Tang Ming knew Jiang Chuyue's current state at a glance, and immediately helped him to go out.

"Hey, handsome guy, you're leaving now but it's considered quitting the game, so let's continue?" The tall slender girl said suddenly, her face beaming with excitement.

Tang Ming paused while supporting the person.

Now it is obvious that Jiang Chuyue is the first unlucky guy who can't hold on, the eyes of those women in this box are almost green.

Tang Ming let out a "tsk".

He can't quit now no matter what.

If any goblin wins in a while, he will probably be able to rely on Jiang Chuyue to eat him up.

"Zhao Zeyuan, stop playing and watch Jiang Chuyue spit out for a while." Tang Ming raised his chin, motioning for someone to come over.

"Hey, hey, okay."

Zhao Zeyuan brought these girls here, fearing that something would happen to one or two of them, so they came as soon as they heard the words.

"You guys are having fun, I'll send you all back later." Zhao Zeyuan pushed several people away, and talked to the people in the box while walking towards Tang Ming.

It is indeed necessary to stay awake, and everyone has no objection.

"You're fine." Tang Ming instructed, and slowly let go of his hand, "Are you okay?"

I don't know if Jiang Chuyue heard it, but he nodded slightly, as if he was just shaking his head.

"Okay, okay, Brother Ming, I'm here, don't worry." Zhao Zeyuan immediately came over to help someone, and turned his head to let Brother Ming rest assured.

But as soon as Tang Ming let go, Zhao Zeyuan hadn't touched him yet, so he didn't know if Jiang Chuyue was too uncomfortable, so he moved sideways just past his touch, and moved slowly against the wall.

Zhao Zeyuan looked at his hand a little stupidly, and went up to help someone again.

"I can do it myself." Jiang Chuyue spoke before her hands touched anyone.

That voice was clear and cool, like a knife, and even in a noisy environment, it still gave people chills.

Zhao Zeyuan was very savvy, and said "Hey", but he was only shielded from the outside to ensure that he would not fall to the ground.

But...how come Jiang Chuyue was so close to others when Brother Ming was around? ?

Thinking of the interaction between him and Brother Ming before, Zhao Zeyuan thought rather awkwardly, according to his previous suspicion, maybe it wasn't Brother Ming who wanted to add a male sister-in-law to him...

The people at the table kept urging, and Tang Ming had already walked to his original position and sat down.

He didn't feel relieved until he saw Zhao Zeyuan escorting Jiang Chuyue out, and looked away, "Come on, roll the dice!"

"Come on! Continue!!"

Tang Ming looked up at the extremely enthusiastic girls on the opposite side, and sneered.

Dare to rob someone from Dad?

dream.

... The noise inside was still there, Jiang Chuyue moved slowly, and at least got out of the box.

The moment the door was closed, I felt that the world was quiet, and the noisy voices in my ears seemed to have been added with a noise reduction effect, and they were all eliminated with one click.

But as soon as the environment was quiet, his originally tense strings also loosened, and his stomach suddenly churned, and the nausea couldn't be suppressed.

Jiang Chuyue retched again.

Fortunately, he knew the way to the toilet and was supported by a wall. Although his footsteps were weak, his speed was quite fast.

Zhao Zeyuan seemed to be yelling something in the background, but Jiang Chuyue couldn't hear it clearly. Apart from wanting to vomit in the toilet quickly, he just didn't want anyone to touch him.

Hearing Zhao Zeyuan's approaching voice, he walked even faster.

Within a few minutes, he rushed into the toilet, kicked open an empty door with a "bang", and vomited profusely into the toilet.

"Hey, I'm going!" Zhao Zeyuan, who followed him, saw him like this, turned around and took a few steps to pump out a tissue, beeping while pumping, "University bully, you said that if you drink slowly, you won't be like this, right? This wine! , it's easy to get on top when you're in a hurry, brother Ming sits next to you, you should ask at least..."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Jiang Chuyue vomited a few times, and flushed the vomit down by herself, but Zhao Zeyuan didn't hear a word of what she said.

The sound of water rushing, Jiang Chuyue felt a little better, took the paper towel handed by Zhao Zeyuan and wiped her mouth indiscriminately.

"How's it going?" Zhao Zeyuan asked as if his movements were not so stiff.

Jiang Chuyue let out a "hmm", and walked to the sink by herself, leaning on the wall, put the water on and rinsed her face, and even consciously rinsed her mouth with mouthwash.

"Okay, it's much more comfortable to spit it out, so next time you drink, don't be in a hurry... Hey, you're going out? Don't wait a little longer?"

Before Zhao Zeyuan finished speaking, the man who could stand upright after cleaning himself walked out the door with the hand on the sink.

The person was still staggering, Zhao Zeyuan subconsciously wanted to help him, but recalling Jiang Chuyue's cold tone before, he immediately withdrew his hand, only daring to follow behind.

Originally thought that Jiang Chuyue was going back to the box, but who would have thought that this person would touch the wall by himself and go in the opposite direction.

There is no smell in my mouth, my stomach is still uncomfortable, and my heart is burning. The ktv was too stuffy, Jiang Chuyue wanted to go out to breathe.

After groping all the way to the door, Zhao Zeyuan probably knew that Jiang Chuyue wanted to go out for a walk, so he went up to say hello to the security guard, and followed them outside.

The floor of the ktv is not low. Outside the facade is a long corridor with windows on both sides and an elevator at the end.

Jiang Chuyue didn't want to take the elevator at the moment, and couldn't walk up the stairs, so she just sat by the window next to the corridor.

The crowd has been arguing for a long time, and it may be six or seven o'clock by now, it is already dark outside the window, and the lights are lit up here and there.

The wind and the aroma of the food and the smell of fireworks came quietly.

The wind in winter is very cold, not to mention that Jiang Chuyue was standing at a high place, and after being blown for a few times, her head finally became clearer.

But it’s not as good as the state just now, Jiang Chuyue thought, once his mind started to turn, he began to speculate again——

Does Tang Ming really like anyone?If so... who is it?

"Blowing some wind is good, blowing some wind can wake you up..." Zhao Zeyuan didn't know Jiang Chuyue well, and he was afraid that something might happen to him, so he had to stay here with him.

I thought that I would have to talk to myself to relieve the atmosphere, but I didn't expect this unreal university bully to speak.

"Tang Ming...is there anyone you like?"

"Ah?" Jiang Chuyue spoke very lightly, but the wind carried the words to Zhao Zeyuan's ears. He didn't know if he was asking himself, or he was taken aback, and subconsciously answered: "This... I have to ask you Ah, college bully."

"You are inseparable from brother Ming every day now, and I really don't spend as much time with him as you do." He smiled as he spoke, "If you want to show that brother really likes someone, it should be you."

Jiang Chuyue's back froze.

Zhao Zeyuan himself realized something was wrong when he said it, "No... I'm not saying you're a crook, bah bah bah... I mean, I just think you two..."

Before he could explain clearly while scratching his head, Jiang Chuyue suddenly turned around.

"How do you know I'm not a crook?"

"……what??"

Zhao Zeyuan even suspected that he had heard it wrong, and after a while of reaction, Jiang Chuyue had already walked back while supporting the wall.

No... Hearing what he said just now, why did he seem sober?

But just in front of her, Jiang Chuyue was unsteady on her feet and slipped a little, Zhao Zeyuan didn't care about thinking so much, and immediately followed.

After a difficult journey, Jiang Chuyue finally returned to the box.

Zhao Zeyuan went to the front and opened the door for him.

As soon as the heavy soundproof door was opened, the deafening sound came overwhelmingly.

There seemed to be some fierce competition going on inside. Although most people were paralyzed and had no strength to shout, they still shook their maracas vigorously, making their scalps numb from the noise.

I don't know who changed the background music to rock in order to enhance the atmosphere or what, the roar came through the air, and it was about to burst the entire box.

"School Grass!! You fucking work hard!"

"Up, up, up!! Blindly go up!"

These two deafening shouts came from the microphone, and the shrill voice almost knocked the roof over.

But the people in the box didn't seem to hear it, no one cared, all their attention was focused on the edge of the seat around the box.

——There, Tang Ming and the tall slender girl are facing each other in a wine competition.

Zhao Zeyuan watched Jiang Chuyue enter in a daze, and quickly closed the door.

"Hasty, so noisy? You're crazy... I'll go! Brother Ming, what are you drinking like?!"

Before he could finish complaining, he saw Tang Ming and the girl piled up a pile of empty bottles next to their hands, including red beer.

Zhao Zeyuan felt sorry for him, but luckily he didn't make any fuss.

But the current situation is not enough for him to breathe a sigh of relief, because the two are still drinking, and they have a kind of gambler temperament that they will never stop drinking if they can't drink each other.

"Ouch, brother and sister, take it easy!" Zhao Zeyuan really felt that he shouldn't call that "Brother Ming" in the afternoon with such a frivolous mouth! !

He rushed up to see the specific situation, but Jiang Chuyue stayed where he was, and suddenly stopped moving.

Like every group portrait scene where Tang Ming participated, he could only see this person forever.

At this moment, Tang Ming had just finished drinking a glass of beer, his eyes were red, he put down the glass without even breathing, and directly pushed another full glass in front of the girl.

The cup was shaken by him, and a lot of wine was thrown out, but he didn't care, like a national master who deliberately let the novice play three or five chess pieces, his face was not obvious, but his eyes were full of arrogance and contempt.

Then he leaned back suddenly, put his right ankle on his left knee, hooked his slender arm around his right calf, and raised his palm at will.

He is a bewitching male monster, with the corners of his mouth curled up arrogantly, silently crushing the fragility of human beings, saying: drink.

There was another scream from the crowd.

——Crazy handsome.

Jiang Chuyue swallowed subconsciously, staring straight at Tang Ming, her heart paralyzed by alcohol seemed to break through some kind of powerful seal, beating violently in a more repulsive posture.

"No.1 will do push-ups on the last person."

Jiang Chuyue heard her heart say:

Tang Ming come on.