Chapter 212
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On the other side, the young man stared at the little man who was grinning on the can of Vang Tsai milk.
After a while, the handsome young man frowned and said, "No, I don't like it!"
"Why?"
Yan Zhiqiu raised his dark eyes. His eyes were misty and dull, but he still answered firmly.
He pointed at the little man and said, "He's laughing at me!"
"…"
"Laughing at you about what?" Shen Wanqing asked, trying to hold back her laughter.
Yan Zhiqiu said, "Laughing, laughing at me … laughing at me …"
The young man frowned and held back for a long time, but he did not say why.
Shen Wanqing pushed the red can of Vang Tsai milk and said temptingly, "Try it. It's delicious!"
"No!" The young man turned his head away resolutely. His gaze fell on the bottle of beer beside Shen Wanqing's hand.
Suddenly, Yan Zhiqiu pointed at the bottle of beer and said, "I want to drink this."
Upon hearing this, Shen Wanqing looked at the bottle of beer Yan Zhiqiu was pointing at and asked in surprise, "Why?"
The young man answered very honestly, "Because Qingqing has drunk it before."
Yan Zhiqiu looked a little tipsy. The tips of his ears were slightly red, and his eyes were misty.
He was a little confused and helpless, but his words were straightforward and honest.
This … was probably the benefit of being drunk. After getting drunk, one would not be silent and honest.
Hearing this, Shen Wanqing's eyes lit up. She smiled lightly and pushed the bottle of beer over.
"Okay, drink it then."
He hadn't touched the bottle of beer since he opened it and took a sip from it, and she took a sip from it.
Therefore, this bottle of beer could be considered a full bottle.
As for the other five bottles, they were unknowingly destroyed by Shen Wanqing.
Shen Wanqing watched as Yan Zhiqiu picked up the bottle of beer. She tilted her head and smiled.
Anyway, he was already drunk. It would be the same if he drank a few more mouthfuls.
…
…
Shen Wanqing finished the can of Vang Tsai milk and took the empty beer bottle from the young man's hand.
She planted a milky kiss on the young man's thin lips that were muttering in dissatisfaction.
She said softly, "Good boy, don't drink anymore. Let's go home."
Yan Zhiqiu blinked his drunken eyes and nodded obediently.
Shen Wanqing put on a mask for him.
The young man was very drunk and in a daze.
Shen Wanqing had to pay the bill first. Then she came back and picked up the young man, Yan Zhiqiu's windbreaker, and went out of the barbecue shop.
When they stepped out of the door, everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Wanqing.
The girl's eyebrows were delicate and pretty, and she was indolently beautiful.
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