"She wanted us to touch the porcelain this time, and fell on the ground crying in pain. She arranged for someone to respond. When things got bigger, Qin Yimu would leave if he was ashamed to stay here, but who would have seen you..."

The man was also annoyed.

It was an Omega, and he felt aggrieved when he was beaten. If he beat the other party, the Omega Protection Association would not let him go.

In the end, no one was hit... but they were blocked and taken away.

It's really frustrating to think about.

Looking at the expression of this man, Shan Qiye was about to laugh angrily. Are you still annoyed? The victim hasn't said a word yet, what miserable are you perpetrators selling?

He picked up the wine bottle on the table with his backhand, twisted his wrist, and smashed it straight down!

"what!"

The man closed his eyes tightly, so frightened that his facial features were wrinkled together, and his arms, which were barely able to make small movements, struggled to curl up together. However, the expected pain did not come.

The cold and bubbly beer slowly poured down from the top of his head, the man slowly opened his eyes, facing Shang Shan Qiye's indifferent eyes, the bottle of wine was exhausted, Shan Qiye leaned back with Erlang's legs up, and said casually. Asked, "Have you investigated that person?"

The man who was drenched in soup said: "She is very arrogant, she didn't want to protect us at all, just look at the photos and you will know."

"Then..." As he spoke, his voice was suddenly interrupted. With the door being opened, violent heavy metal music came in. Shan Qiye immediately frowned and glanced at the door impatiently, "Go away. go out!"

Immediately, Shan Qiye put down Erlang's legs abruptly, and looked at the man standing at the door dumbfounded... After ensuring that he went home to rest and protect his body at the school entrance, we met again at the bar.

Qin Yimu slowly closed the private room door and stared at Shan Qiye, his voice slow and word by word, "What did you say?"

Shan Qiye sat upright on the chair with his hands on his knees and bowed his head carefully.

I, how dare I speak QAQ.

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Chapter 42 Drinking

The air gradually condensed, and a dense atmosphere accumulated in the small private room.

Mao Junyu was also confused, looked at Shan Qiye, and then looked at Qin Yimu, everyone was in the same private room, but the two seemed to be inexplicably separated by a space that belonged to them alone, invisible and intangible, Only the two of them communicate with each other.

Everyone stayed in their place honestly.

Shan Qiye had to pick up the Chinese textbook and read it through and recite the whole book. He didn't even dare to look at Qin Yimu, and the words of a guilty conscience seemed to be engraved on his forehead.

Suddenly, Qin Yimu moved.

Listening to the gradually approaching footsteps, Shan Qiye closed his eyes fiercely.

- As long as I can't see I don't know anything!

Shan Qiye's nervous little heart was pounding, either because he was afraid or nervous, and he didn't know how to coax Qin Yimu.

Did he look too fierce just now?

It seems...it doesn't seem like it.

Shan Qiye desperately recalled what he was doing when Qin Yimu came in just now, but he accidentally went through the whole process - there was no problem!

call.

Chang Shu took a sigh of relief.

Shan Qiye also reluctantly felt relieved.

I saw Qin Yimu stepped forward, picked up the fruit knife in the fruit bowl, and cut the rope on the two people.

The restraints on their bodies were gone, and the two of them swayed twice and almost fell. Qin Yimu didn't even give a single extra look, let alone help him, he just said, "Get out."

can go?

Both of them trembled.

However, Shan Qiye stood up and said, "Same table!" How could they just let them go?

There are still a lot of things I haven't asked clearly, this time I'm caught, and next time I'm on guard, I won't be able to do it.

It's better to ask everything once and for all.

Before Shan Qiye's words were finished, the man sitting on the ground snorted softly and lowered his head even further.

Still can't go.

Qin Yimu slowly raised his eyes, and there was no ripple in his unwavering eyes, as if a thick fog had firmly imprisoned the person.

Shan Qiye's reaction was even worse, and he said directly: "Let's go, immediately, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

Carrying one in one hand and pulling it out, he urged, "Go, Go, Go!!!"

In contrast, the two people who were pulled looked at each other and didn't realize what happened. When they reacted, they were pushed out of the door by Shan Qiye.

When the door was closed, he was stuck for a while, and Shan Qiye made it up neatly, and immediately closed the door with a 'bang'.

"Why did you come here at the same table?" Shan Qiye approached with a smile, pulled him and asked, "Did you come to me for a drink?"

Mao Junyu watched Shan Qiye's face change from the side, and shouted in his heart: "My dear, this is the rhythm of trying to turn this matter over."

I just don't know if Qin Yimu can just pretend not to see it.

"Go back to rest?"

"take care?"

"goodbye?"

...

Every time Qin Yimu opened his mouth, the smile on Shan Qiye's face stiffened a bit, and the whole paragraph collapsed at the end.

Lies first, and Shan Qiye justified his loss. He subconsciously reached out to pull the person to sit down, but he didn't expect that when he reached out, Qin Yimu moved his wrist, making him feel empty.

At that moment, a momentary blank appeared on Shan Qiye's face, and then he hooked a small piece of the clothes at the same table with his fingers, and said in a muffled voice, "The same table..."