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Qin Yimu's face was always cold, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment.
Shan Qiye doesn't know why, this person is obviously his classmate, and if he dies, he is a brother who has a better relationship. What happened to the brother who came out to fight someone? What's wrong with my brother coming out for a drink?
What is he guilty of?
He doesn't need to be guilty at all!
right!
unnecessary!
Shan Qiye made up his mind and kept cheering for himself in his heart, you're right, you don't have to be guilty, you don't have to...
Qin Yimu: "Go back."
Shan Qiye raised his head in an instant and said "OK" seamlessly and neatly, which was a powerful sound.
Other brothers in the private room: "..."
The seventh master specified that it was pierced by something unclean.
"Wait!" Seeing that the two were about to leave, Mao Junyu couldn't sit still.
Solving this matter is just an appetizer, and there are so many carnival plots that will stay up all night, so let's go, isn't that preparation for so much in vain?
"It's all here, let's go after playing." Mao Junyu pointed to the many unopened wine bottles on the table and said, "It's all what you like."
Shan Qiye's eyes widened suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he heard Qin Yimu's voice: "Do you like it?"
Shan Qiye: "..."
Brothers.
Only knives.
Shan Qiye coughed lightly and said with a sneer: "How come, I don't drink a drop of alcohol. This kind of thing is bitter, astringent and spicy, and I don't know what to drink."
The man sitting at the end of the sofa rubbed his red hair, sat up straight from the sofa in a daze, and said, "Seventh master, don't make trouble, the last time some brothers made trouble, you just stepped on the box and drank it. , and even drank Xiao Huangmao into the hospital."
"That's it! Don't you treat the red and white beer as water?"
"Haha, maybe it's because I didn't prepare to be popular today, so the seventh master is not happy."
"Seventh Master can go if you want, you can drink this glass of wine as you like."
"Damn it! That's a blend of spirits. You kid is really bad."
Shan Qiye: "..."
Another day when wanted to kill brother.
very nice.
Shan Qiye had a smile on his face, and in his heart... alas, the pain is indescribable.
A good student at the same table, who goes to school at two points and one line after school, must not like his behavior, the shadow in his heart is left, if it is a little more embellished, or in Qin Yimu's eyes, this kind of thing will be a little more serious. , the relationship between the two of them doesn't need to go on any longer, just let it go.
Just when Shan Qiye's nervous palms were sweating, Qin Yimu suddenly reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist.
Shan Qiye was startled suddenly.
"He's still ill and can't drink."
With that said, Qin Yimu picked up the glass of wine.
"Wait...don't-!"
Shan Qiye stretched out his hand to grab it, but Qin Yimu moved faster than him. The glass of wine was not much, but it was blended with spirits. It was different from ordinary drinks. After this one, you could walk without getting drunk. They had to be dizzy and couldn't find the north.
Not to mention a good student like Qin Yimu.
I really drank it. If it is serious, have to go to the hospital for gastric lavage.
"At the same tableβ" Shan Qiye was turned around in a hurry by him, and he didn't notice that Qin Yimu had imprisoned him with only one hand, and watched the man raise his head and drink a full glass of wine. , when the hand was put down, it was already empty.
Shan Qiye didn't know where to put his nervous hands. He snatched the wine glass from Qin Yimu's hand and smelled it. The pungent alcohol smell couldn't even cover up the essence. The people next to him were also stunned. didn't expect that this glass of wine would be drunk by Qin Yimu.
Glancing at the group of idiots, he smashed the wine glass over, tracing the outline of Qin Yimu's waist with trembling hands, and asked nervously, "You, do you feel any discomfort?"
Qin Yimu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a mist rose from his light-colored eyes.
Shan Qiye pursed his lips and looked quite normal, but, but... Shan Qiye carefully rolled his eyes, only to see Qin Yimu's wrist.
Qin Yimu rubbed his hair, his wrist suddenly exerted force without warning, and pressed his whole body into his arms.
When Shan Qiye was still struggling to figure it out with a whimper, Qin Yimu said lightly, "Farewell."
Immediately, he held him directly and led out the door.
'patta'
Mao Junyu looked at his empty hands, lowered his head slowly, and looked at the fork smeared with the cream on the cake - poking it on his shoe.
"Ow!"
When he got home, Shan Qiye was a little dizzy.
This home is not his own.
It's... Qin Yimu's house.
It was a completely unfamiliar place to him.
It's just a simple one bedroom and one living room, the place is not big, but it is enough for one person.
And...very clean.
is very clean!
The floor can be rubbed against the figure, and the spotless is not enough to describe its cleanliness.
When Shan Qiye lived by himself, sometimes he would be too lazy to put it on the table after dinner, and take it with him next time and throw it away, but Qin Yimu's place was clean even the trash can.
At this moment, Shan Qiye is sitting on the sofa by himself, propping his chin with one hand, and looking at the direction of the kitchen with some lovelessness.
Qin Yimu was busy cooking with his head down.
- That's it for coming back.
Put him on the sofa and cook without a word.
Feeling that Qin Yimu's situation was wrong, he didn't dare to hide for fear of an accident.
I want to take him to the hospital, but the result, the result!
The drunk Qin Yimu was like a rock, he couldn't be dragged - this rock even dragged him away!
When he was really brought back as a chick caught between his arms and waist, Shan Qiye really wanted to tear his face off.
Fortunately, no one here knows him.