Chapter Thirteen Some Jealous

When men have a dinner together, it seems that no matter what they do, they are better than each other. Seeing Lin Er like this, Jiang Beiyan is not to be outdone. He learns to sip red wine and food, and his mouth is slowly swollen.

The two Jiang brothers can't eat spicy food, but they like to eat spicy food, which is commonly known as seeking abuse. The elder brother eats spicy food as if he drank alcohol, his face flushed red. And Jiang Beiyan's mouth was red and swollen, like a big sausage.

In addition to Lu Nan, the whole meal was Sven.

The three of them chatted while eating, but most of them were talking about Jiang Beiyan, saying that he had been to City A when he was a child, but he never came after he was 15 years old. He has stayed for two since he was a child. Places, one is Ancheng, the other is A city, where I am now studying.

Lu Nan asked, "I haven't been here since I was 15? Why?"

Jiang Beiyan replied, "Because my dad doesn't work in City A, he went back to his hometown to farm."

Six years! The timings match, is it really just a coincidence?

Lu Nan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was even more eager to see if Jiang Beiyan had a red birthmark.

After a few glasses of wine, Jiang Beiyan was churning in his stomach mixed with a table of spicy dishes. He was already a little drunk. He lay on his brother's back and acted like a spoiled child: "Brother, I want to eat chicken legs, feed me."

After speaking, he opened his mouth and waited for his brother to feed him food.

Lu Nan's left hand hidden under the table quietly clenched into a fist, but with his ugly face, it was obvious that he was thinking about something.

The dark and deep eyes swept the scene of them feeding food, and Lu Nan said lightly to Lin Er: "Change the position, you can change Jiang Beiyan."

Lin Er thought to himself, "You kid, you can't sit still anymore!" Make you hard, make you sullen.

"Isn't it good? Look at how many of them

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Ah, you can also feed your uncle a chicken leg. "Lin Er deliberately contradicted, and deliberately did not explain their relationship as brothers.

Alas, it's just to play, just to make Lu Nan anxious.

This time, Lu Nan's face became even more ugly.

In the face of Lin Er's ill-fated appearance, the chopsticks in Lu Nan's hand were deformed by pinching, and they were almost broken.

Here, after Jiang Beiyan ate the chicken leg as he wished, he held the chicken leg and chewed it next to him like a puppy, the corners of his mouth still dripping with oil.

"You, how old are you, and don't pay attention to your image." Jiang Beichen took out a tissue to help his brother wipe the oil off his mouth, and said helplessly: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Jiang Beiyan took a bite of the chicken and hurriedly said, "I know."

Lin Er remained calm and said, "I really envy their relationship so well."

Hearing this, the chopsticks in Lu Nan's hand snapped.

"Xuedi Lu?" Jiang Beiyan glanced at the chopsticks in Lu Nan's hand, and said softly, "The quality of these chopsticks is very poor. Brother Lu, I have a new one here for you to use."

He handed the unopened chopsticks to Lu Nan.

Lu Nan didn't answer, just stared at him, and said, "Senior, I'm a little thirsty."

Jiang Beiyan was stunned for a moment. It was the first time he heard him call him a senior, and he felt a little overwhelmed. He poured a glass of sour plum juice, and the chilled sour plum juice was still cold.

Jiang Beiyan got up and walked beside him, and said with a smile: "Well, the senior poured it with his own hands. I'll give you a drink."

Lu Nan didn't answer again, just leaned over and took a sip of sour plum juice with his fingers.

It's close at hand, no it's all in the "pointing" ruler.

After drinking a sip of sour plum juice, her thin lips were extra moist and shiny.

Jiang Beiyan frowned slightly: Brother Lu, why...how...why don't you drink it by yourself?

I muttered in my heart, but the action on my hand was to lift it up, so that Lu Nan could drink more conveniently.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Beichen's smile gradually faded, he felt a little strange and couldn't say why.

Lin Er smiled and drank a glass of wine, thinking that the meal was really worth it.

After eating a glass of sour plum juice, Lu Nan licked his mouth unintentionally: "Senior, I still want to drink it."

Jiang Beiyan: "..."

Do you have no hands yourself?

Won't he fall by himself, how old is he, and he needs to be fed by others.

Cup after cup.

Jiang Beiyan's blue veins appeared on the back of his hand, and he cursed in his heart, "Son, how long are you going to drink? Lao Tzu's hands are sore.

On the other side, Lin Er, who decided to help his nephew, sat next to Jiang Beichen and persuaded him to drink cup after cup, in order to get Jiang Beichen drunk.

With light in his eyes, Lu Nan asked softly, "Senior, I want to eat chicken legs."

Jiang Beiyan: "..."

Lu Nan: "Senior, spicy chicken!"

Jiang Beiyan: "..."

Lu Nan: "Senior, it's too spicy, drink water."

Jiang Beiyan: "..."

Lu Nan's dark eyes flashed, and he said lightly, "Senior, I'm dizzy"

Jiang Beiyan gritted his teeth: "Enough is enough, senior is tired."

"Really dizzy." Lu Nan pretended to be uncomfortable, pinching his temples.

Jiang Beiyan: "..."

A long voice made him feel dizzy when he shouted, how could he think that this kid would treat him as a coolie.

"Yanyan, I'm dizzy." Jiang Beichen stood up in a daze, looking at the three younger brothers in front of him: "A lot of Yanyan."

Jiang Beiyan: "..."

One or two, no worries.

Seeing this, Jiang Beiyan hurriedly stood up to support his drunken brother. His brother claimed to have poured three glasses, and the Lafite on the table had bottomed out, so it could be seen that his brother still drank a lot.

Say it! ! When Lu Nan heard it, he was stunned for a while, and then his pupils slowly became cold again.

Lin Er took a step forward and took his brother from Jiang Beiyan: "You go see Brother Lu, he is also drunk."

"Okay." Jiang Beiyan glanced at his brother uneasy. He walked to Lu Nan again and asked:

"Sister, let me take you back to school."

Jiang Beiyan frowned, lightly supported Lu Nan's back, and slowly helped him out of the Sichuan restaurant.

What the hell—why do you have this kind of thought? Jiang Beiyan shook his head frantically, trying to shake this dangerous thought out.

Must have been drinking.

Jiang Beiyan no longer looked at Lu Nan, but looked ahead, looking at the street full of traffic.

Lin Er, who had settled the bill, helped Jiang Beichen out. One was a drunk and the other was pretending to be drunk, and suggested:

"Both of them are drunk. Don't carry them to the dormitory. Besides, he is not from our school. Otherwise, we will just find a hotel for one night."

Lin Er gestured to the hotel opposite.

Jiang Beiyan agreed completely. He said, "You come and help Junior Brother Lu. You two have a room. I will sleep with my brother."

"Which hotel did you book?" Jiang Beiyan patted his brother on the shoulder, fell asleep and did not respond.

He had to take out his mobile phone from Jiang Beichen's pocket. After unlocking his fingerprints, he checked the consumption information "Super Eight", which was just opposite.

Lin Er added salt and vinegar to Lu Nan's ear: "Look, you even lost your fingerprints, nephew, are you sure you don't work hard?"

Lu Nan narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him.

Lin Er added, "Wait until your uncle asks Jiang Beiyan to take care of you. Since you've already guessed it, why don't you take this evening to verify if he is your little brother?"

Lu Nan nodded: "Okay."

【Speaking】

Next, Lu Nan, who knows the truth, is going to chase his wife in a fancy way.