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Chapter 865

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I want my little brother.

"I'm not leaving. Let go, let go … I …"

"I still want to drink, drink …"

Tang Xinrou's face was flushed red from drinking too much. Her eyes were sparkling, and she was so beautiful and charming.

Even though she was also a woman, Xu Yue's eyes couldn't help but flash.

Of course …

If Tang Xinrou wasn't so drunk now, Xu Yue would be very happy to admire the beauty. Who wouldn't love a beautiful big sister?

But now, when she looked at Tang Xinrou, she wished she could beat her up.

Why did she have to take over Tang Xinrou's mess in the first place?

"Ha!"

Xu Yue sneered and stuffed a bottle of wine into Tang Xinrou's hand.

"Keep drinking. I've already called your man. When he comes, I'll let him see how drunk you are! "

"I … burp …"

Tang Xinrou burped. Her eyes flashed, and she shook her head while holding the wine bottle.

"My, my man? Who … who is it? "

"What do you think?"

Xu Yue sneered. "Looks like you haven't completely lost your mind. Do you know that when An Feiran comes and sees your drunken state, you'll be embarrassed? "

After that, she ignored Tang Xinrou and walked to Song Yaoyao's side.

The young girl was wrapped in a thin shawl and nestled on the sofa quietly and obediently. She didn't look like she was drunk at all.

But as long as you look at her eyes, you will know that she is more drunk than Tang Xinrou.

Her pair of clear eyes were misty at this moment, flashing with a confused light. She was like a lost child, soft and innocent, making people's hearts melt.

Xu Yue didn't even want to complain about Tang Xinrou anymore.

As the saying goes, if you compare goods, you'll throw them away; if you compare people, you'll die.

Compared to Song Yaoyao, Tang Xinrou, who didn't care about her image at all, was completely crushed!

Look at her. Even when she was drunk, she was still so cute and lovable.

Tang Xinrou was making a fuss over there about drinking. She had an idea after a while.

She then shouted, "I want, I want little brother! Someone come! Call a few brothers over for me! I want them to drink with me! Sing for me, dance … do a striptease … hehe … "

Xu Yue facepalmed.

Striptease?

Not bad, he knew how to play better than her.

She bent over to help Song Yaoyao up and called out softly, "Yaoyao, wake up. It's time to go home."

Suddenly, she saw Song Yaoyao staring blankly at the door, blinking her eyes.

The room was filled with a strange aura. Tang Xinrou, who had been shouting and yelling just now, also quieted down suspiciously.

Xu Yue raised her eyebrows and turned her head.

When she saw the boy who had pushed the door open and entered, she was instantly amused.

"Yo, you're quite fast."

Xu Yue whistled indecently and glanced sideways at Tang Xinrou, who was as quiet as a chicken. She added fuel to the fire. "The little brother you wanted is here. Dear, please check it out ~ If it's useful, remember to come often ~ ~"

Tang Xinrou held onto her life and blinked innocently.

She was extremely dizzy, but she was still very sensitive to danger.

And —

Xu Yue's evil intentions.

"I'll send Yaoyao back. You send her back later. Have fun. Don't waste this great opportunity."

After saying that, Xu Yue chuckled softly and helped Song Yaoyao out.

The boy should have rushed over from home. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and blue jeans. He was dressed in a refreshing manner and looked like an obedient student who didn't fit in at all.

He nodded at Xu Yue. After watching them leave, he closed the door behind him.

It was a very soft sound of someone hitting the door frame, but it made Tang Xinrou tremble.

"Little brother?"

(End of chapter)

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