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date="2021-11-08"

title="Chapter 125"

weight="146229"

series = ["My Partner was Assigned to me by the Country"]

mode = "manual"

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The planets in the Storm Star Territory are generally low in temperature. Belande is even more so. The year-round low temperature makes people living here good at drinking, especially strong alcohol, a line in the throat and a fire in the stomach, and the whole body is warm after drinking. Yangyang, you can resist any cold! Fan Yanting lives in Belande, and when he is an adult, he can drink two glasses with his father, and he can directly blow to the bottle when he is an adult.

Drunk?

What it is?

nonexistent!

He can only get people drunk, he can never get drunk himself, wait and see, hehehe.

Fan Lanting, who came to the Red Mill, brought four bottles of good wines from Belande, so they are very high-strength spirits, and ordinary people can pour it in one cup. He brought so many bottles just in case. , Adding up to three or four catties, it should be able to bring down several Connors.

Fan Yanting, who was carrying the wine, was a little nervous and a little excited. He shook his fist and cheered himself up in his heart, "You are the best Fan Ting, take Connor down today and cook raw rice for mature rice. Let him cry, hahahaha."

Knocking on the door, the complacent Fan Yanting saw Connor, and instantly lost courage like a punctured balloon, "Kang, Connor."

Connor smiled on his face and glanced at the wine in Fan Luanting's hand. The smile deepened, "Fan Luanting, hello."

"Hello." Fan Yanting was fascinated by Kang Na's smile, and suddenly forgot what he was going to do.

Connor: "Is there anything to do with me?"

Fan Tuanting woke up like a dream. He came here with a mission. He was addicted to something, and pinched himself secretly. He said, "Today is my birthday, drink with me."

Connor raised his eyebrows slightly. He knew that Fan Tuanting's birthday was very close, but it was definitely not today. With a smile, Connor didn't expose Fan Yanting's little tactics and gave way to his side. He said, "Come in, I'll send someone a cake."

Fan Yanting went in with the wine, and when he heard there was a cake, he quickly added, "I want to put the roses." After he finished speaking, he felt anxious for a moment. Wouldn't his intention be too obvious?

Regardless, he is here today!

Not daring to look at Connor's eyes, Fan Yanting buried his head and walked into the room. He heard Connor say behind him: "Okay."

good?

it is good!

Fan Lanting's heart was overwhelmed, and Connor said it was OK, he heard it! Fan Luting smiled brightly, "My birthday must be very different and it will be memorable for my life." It must be very impressive.

In the room, facing the door is a glass wall, overlooking the entire stage, the singing and dancing performance is very beautiful. Fan Lanting found a place to sit down casually, put the wine he had brought, looked for the cup very naturally... couldn't find it! This damn room, there is not even a cup, where is it hidden, why can't I find it? !

When Connor, who was holding the cake at the door, entered the room, he saw Fan Yanting sitting awkwardly on the sofa, head swinging strangely, scanning the audience with his eyes, looking for something in a hurry. will cry if can't find him anymore.

Connor said, "Under the table."

Fan Tuanting looked at it short and was aggrieved. This broken design hides the cup in the innermost part of the coffee table. Who can find it. Taking out two glasses, Fan Luanting filled the wine. The wine was beautiful amber and had small bubbles. He said, “This wine tastes a little bit sweet. It’s sparkling wine. , Very comfortable."

A little nervous, Fan Yanting couldn't help taking a big sip, the cool drink slipped into his stomach, it was damn comfortable, and the limbs were warmed up, as if full of strength.

"Oh." Connor nodded and put the cake on the table, "Don't drink on an empty stomach, it's bad for your stomach." It's still spirits... He wrote a book about the best bartenders, which involved many wines. He started to understand this kind of knowledge from the beginning of making wine, and almost ordered the drinks that could be found in the Storm Star Region and even the neighboring star regions, and drank each of them.

Even if Fan Lanting tore off the packaging, he brought a light bottle over. He could tell at a glance that this was a spirit produced by Belande. It belonged to a small group of drinks, and it tasted cool, like honey wine. Just like Fan Ting said, drinking half of the bottle won’t be on your head, but the effect of alcohol will be revealed after a few minutes. People with low alcohol can be dizzy in less than five minutes. The better the alcohol, the better. The longer it takes.

Fan Tuanting nodded hurriedly, "Well, let's eat cake."

"Don't rush, I will light the candle."

Connor slowly put the candle in, and continued to light it slowly. Fan Lu Tinghou was anxious to blow the candle, but he stopped it again, "Make a wish."

Fan Tuanting suppressed his anxiety, and went to see Connor after he calmed down, and found that he was really interested. He dimmed the light in the room. The flame of the candle jumping under the warm light looked so warm, shining on Connor’s profile. On, he deeply felt his facial features, and his eyes looked very affectionate and focused. Fan Yanting felt sore in her heart, closed her eyes and blew out the candles. When she opened her eyes, she looked at Connor firmly, "Let’s eat cake and wish me a happy birthday."

Connor said: "Happy birthday, Fan Lanting."

Fan Yanting pursed his lips and chuckled, "Thank you."

The filling of the cake sprinkled with rose petals is rose jam. It tastes like love. Fan Yanting takes a sip of the cake and a sip of wine, and allows Connor to take a sip of the cake himself. Speaking of two topics that are never marginal, he said Talking about the people and things they are familiar with with the latest TV series, the latest movies, and celebrity gossip.

Fan Ting poured another glass of wine for Connor, and said with a big tongue: "My favorite singer is Cookie, because you wrote about her in the book, hiccup, come, have another drink, this wine won't serve. "

Connor glanced sideways, two bottles were already empty, "Fan Luanting."

Fan Luanting blushed and looked at him, "Huh?"

"You are drunk, go to sleep."

Fan Yanting said, "Hiccups, only, nothing."

Connor laughed, his eyes straightened, his tongue widened, and he said he was not drunk. He coaxed, "Hey, sleep for a while and get up."

Fan Tuanting raised his eyes to look at Connor, and said with a smirk: "Hehe, there are two, no, no, there are three Connors. I really like you." He wrapped his hands around Connor's neck, like a The silly cat rubbed his head against Connor's neck, "Will you like me too, okay? I'll give you a baby, hey, give birth to a little me."

Connor was infected by Fan Tuanting's soft voice, and did not push him away for a while, "Why are you the little one?"

"Because I'm more cute." Fan Luanting said naturally.

Connor chuckled, "Indeed, you are much cuter than me. Good, cutie is sleeping."

Fan Huanting asked persistently: "You haven't answered me yet, say, do you like me?"

Connor lowered his eyes, "I'm sorry."

This is obviously the answer that Fan Tuanting didn't want. He pursed his mouth unhappily, "Huh, it doesn't work if you don't like it, I want to get you, haha, lie down obediently, I'll spoil you."

With a piggy in his arms, Connor was about to spit out the wine he had drunk, "Don't move."

Fan Lanting really didn't move anymore. He was dizzy and limp when he was drunk. He couldn't handle Connor at all. Lying in Connor's arms, he said uncomfortably, "My head hurts, and I feel uncomfortable."

"I'm going to get some hangover soup."

Fan Luanting hugged Connor's waist and refused to let him go, "Why don't you lie down obediently?"

Connor said, "Because I'm not drunk."

Fan Luanting looked up at Connor with watery eyes, "Why?" There was a cloud in his head, he didn't know what he asked, he just subconsciously followed Connor's topic.

Connor followed Fan Tuanting's soft hair, "Because I am not drunk for a thousand glasses."

Fan Tuanting was puzzled, "Me and me too."

Connor: "Alcohol has no effect on me, no matter how much I drink, I won't get drunk."

Fan Tuanting pursed her lips, arching in Connor's arms with dissatisfaction, "Hate!"

Connor: "I'm a nuisance, Fan Yanting, don't like me, my environment is too complicated, it will hurt you."

Fan Lanting said loudly, "I'm not afraid."

Connor: "I'm afraid." I'm afraid that the person I like will be hurt. "Fan Luanting, I don't want to hurt you, but I find myself very happy..."

Fan Tuanting suddenly called out a headache and interrupted Connor, "I feel uncomfortable, I want to vomit."

"I will take you to the bathroom."

"Can't help it, vomit—"

Connor: "..." Was thrown up all over.

Fan Lanting, who vomited dimly, was very uncomfortable! ! !

Fan Lanting’s wine tastes good. After he vomits, he can fall asleep peacefully. After falling asleep, he can remember what he did and what he said when he was drunk. He sat on the sofa with all his mind in mind. It was Connor's words, and the unfinished words especially made him care, so regrettable, why did he choose to vomit at that time?

Raising his arm to touch the personal terminal, Fan Yanting sent a message to Connor: Where are you?

Connor: Woke up.

Fan Ting: Where are you?

Connor: I talked to the room service. After you woke up, you asked them for sober soup and breakfast. I ordered clear porridge, and I woke up with a hangover to eat this comfortably.

Fan Ting: Where are you?

Connor: On the starship, I am going home.

Fan Tuanting suddenly sat upright: What!

Connor: Don't drink so much in the future, because you are not in good health.

Fan Lanting bent down depressed: You still had half a sentence to say yesterday, you are finished now.

Connor: Goodbye, Fan Lanting.

In the end, Fan Yanting didn't get the half of Connor's words.

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Before the public speech, Connor put away his personal terminal and settled the conversation with Ryan. He looked at the injection that he was carrying, stood up and walked over, opened the box, and took out the same injection to take a closer look. His expression remained unchanged, he rolled up his sleeves, aimed at his arm, and plunged in. The air pump pushed the medicine into the body. He would supplement the lacking elements within a few hours, adjust his physical condition, and conduct an inspection six hours later. If the element level is still low, you can inject another one.

Throwing away the injection, Connor put down his sleeves, bowed his head to organize his suit, and picked up the speech manuscript placed on the side. He walked out, and when he walked, he sent a message through his personal terminal: I didn’t say it completely that day. Can I say it again now?

Fan Ting: It's too late!

Connor: I like you.

Fan Ting: Oh.

Fan Tuanting, who was eating, threw away the spoon, yelled, his comrades looked at him puzzled, and almost twisted him to the infirmary for the doctor to give him a sedative.

Connor sent carefully: I'm going to give a lecture. Can I have a holographic call with you after it's over?

Fan Tuanting bit his fist and sent a note to Connor: Oh, look, I'm going to train later, maybe I can't talk.

Connor: I'm sorry.

Fan Ting: Oh, I accept it.

Connor: I'm leaving now.

Fan Lanting: Oh, then come on.

He is already standing in the sun, "Bird of Paradise" has become a formal organization, and Connor can finally say the words that he has tolerated in his heart, "Fan Luanting, I love you."

Fan Yanting was about to faint, and said to his comrades: "Huh, if I faint, I must be sent to the infirmary. I still want to live, hahaha, I want to live a long time."

Comrades: "..."

Fan Luting sent a message: Oh, got it.

Connor: Goodbye.

Fan Ting: Yes.

After sending, Fan Luanting closed his eyes happily. His comrades in arms were hesitating whether to send him to the hospital. Fan Luanting sat up and said in full spirit: "Haha, I want to watch the news. Meet the president.Where is the live broadcast? Haha, I know."

The comrade-in-arms looked at Fan Yanting worriedly, and was always ready to send him to the infirmary.