"You should drink less, you're starting to talk nonsense." I meant to take a small sip. On the surface, it was still calm, but I was a little afraid that he would shake things out of the past when he talked.

Now to talk about those, but add to the trouble, meaningless.

"Ji Ning is really a very good person." He held his chin, his expression blurred, and one index finger swayed Ran Qingzhuang, and said, "You are really nothing, when Ji Ning heard that Gao Wei was going to beat you, Fei Fei The land is over... You see how good he treats you, and how do you treat him yourself? You have no heart!"

I just praised him for his growth, but after a few glasses of beer, the truth is revealed. How dare he drink so much of this kind of wine?

Ran Qingzhuang raised the glass to the air when he heard that, and squinted at me: "You were there that day?"

"Ah?" His gaze was so powerful that it seemed to penetrate the heart. I tried to restrain myself so that I didn't look away timidly.

"Oh, it's that one! I remembered..." I made a sudden realization, "I didn't catch up that day."

"You still want to beat him! You don't deserve his friendship! You have the ability to fight me, who's afraid of you!" Zhaofeng continued talking drunkenly, getting emotional, and tickled his finger provocatively in front of Ran Qingzhuang.

In the five years of undercover, Ran Qingzhuang's temper converged a lot. He could tolerate ordinary people and couldn't bear it, but he didn't want to bear it in the face of Zhaofeng's finger in front of his nose.

Five fingers tightened, holding the fingers down, Zhaofeng's "oh" sounded, and his face showed a little pain.

I was startled. It was fine just now, how do you say you can start it?

"He's drunk, he's drunk, don't have the same knowledge as him!" I hurriedly broke Ran Qingzhuang's hand.

I didn't speak well. When I spoke, Zhaofeng was louder, so that the guests in another table in the store seemed to see here frequently.

I was afraid that Ran Qingzhuang was impulsive and really broke Zhaofeng's fingers. I was anxious and patted the table.

"Ran Qingzhuang!"

He let go of his strength, Zhaofeng shrank back his face with pain, covering his index finger and pumping his breath. I want to see if there is something to do in the past. As soon as I got up, Ran Qingzhuang grabbed my wrist.

He grabbed me and said nothing, just looked up at me.

"I go to see him ..." The tone was softened. Seeing that he had no opposition, I broke his hand and squatted beside Zhaofeng to ask his situation.

"Ah? I'm fine." Zhao Feng raised his head in confusion, completely stupid, "We two are playing around, Ji Ning, why are you so serious?" He hooked my shoulder, Almost touching my forehead.

I leaned back, and I was relieved here. Ran Qingzhuang stood up holding the table and cast a shadow on my head with Zhaofeng.

He was originally tall, and he had a cold and fierce appearance. When he looked down from above with no expression, he felt particularly oppressive.

As soon as I was excited, I heard him say: "I still have something to do, let's go first, you can eat slowly."

After speaking, he stopped looking at me, leaned on his walker, brushed past me, and went out the door without looking back.

"Huh? We're leaving now? Haven't you finished drinking yet?"

Zhaofeng's ass left the stool, one thing to chase, I firmly held him and poured the remaining wine in the bottle into the leftovers.

"Okay, stop drinking, I'll call a car to take you back."

Ran Qingzhuang left, zhaofeng was drunk, and I had no mood to continue eating. After buying the order, I helped Zhaofeng out of the small restaurant to the west. Wei Daji ran away and helped the handle.

The barking car arrived within a few minutes. I took Zhaofeng to sit on the back row, and then waved to him.

Back at the residence, as soon as entered the door, saw Ran Qingzhuang leaning against the stone table smoking a cigarette.

I thought that the two of them were my friends anyway. Friends and friends had a conflict. How could I, the middleman, have to reconcile them.

Hesitating, I took the initiative to walk over and said, "Zhaofeng is drunk, he didn't mean to say those words, don't take it to heart."

He held a cigarette with his left hand, and flipped his new lighter with his right hand.

"You know why we're here now?"

I was taken aback: "Prevent... the retaliation of the remnants of the United Group?"

The smoke ascended and enveloped him, and the dark pupils seemed to be stained with a bit of gray, which looked very cold.

"Then you brought someone else here? You trust him so much, can't wait to see him?"

Wei Daji did not stop. In addition, in the village, Zhaofeng knew it again. I thought it didn't matter. After he said, I was also shocked and started to reflect on whether I was in trouble.

"I, I didn't know you would bump into each other, and... and I didn't want to bring it home." Under his gaze, I kept my voice quieter and quieter until the end, "I'm sorry, in the future. Not anymore."

Perhaps seeing that I had a good attitude in admitting my mistake, after listening to my words, the coldness in his eyes softened a little, but in the blink of an eye, he was covered with thicker ice.

"You have always been in touch."

His tone was firm, as if he had seen the chat records between me and Zhaofeng.

"No, just ... I met again not long ago, and today he contacted me ..." I probably said the process of reuniting with Zhaofeng.

He nodded: "Oh, you finally meet again. This is because God's matchmaker wants you to continue the relationship. You should contact him."

I felt that these words sounded familiar, and when I recalled, I remembered that I said it myself when I gave him Lin Sheng's phone number.

He even stabs me with words?

Knowing that he was talking about it, he was actually blaming me to contact Zhaofeng privately, but because I was wrong, I had to let him stab.

With my head down, I said it again: "I'm sorry, I was wrong..." My attitude was sincere and my heart was the same.

After a long silence, I secretly raised my eyes to look at him, and saw that his gaze was elsewhere. Although his face was still very dark, it seemed that he had nothing to question, so I wanted to sneak away quietly.