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Two hundred and sixtieth chapters pour a cup(1/2)

After ordering the dishes on the menu, the hot pot soup base in the middle of the round table was already steaming. As the waiter in the hot pot restaurant brought plates of food and vegetables, a large table was filled with them, and this sumptuous birthday supper began lively.

"Come on, I wish Tangtang a happy birthday!"

Ouyang first raised his glass with a smile, and a glass of Wanglaoji drink was tribute to Tangtang.

Everyone else raised the cup in front of him with a smile on his face, sincerely wishing him:

"Happy birthday to Tangtang!"

To accept the birthday wishes that everyone said in unison, Tang Bingyao, as the birthday star today, was full of happiness on her face, and she also raised the cup in her hand:

"Um!"

"Happy birthday to me!"

The cups collided with each other, making a pleasant and crisp sound.

After the toasts and blessings at the beginning, everyone was no longer polite. They stretched out their chopsticks and started to enjoy this sumptuous hotpot dinner.

Basically, at this time, everyone's appetite and fighting power on the dining table were reflected.

For example, Ouyang is a style of feasting. Basically, he sees meat picking up meat when he stretches out his chopsticks, and then orders a plate when there is no meat, and does not eat vegetables at all.

"Brother, this is a carnivorous jungler!"

"Vegetables? That's what the herbivorous jungler eats!"

Ouyang said confidently.

Ren Rou, who was standing beside him, rolled his eyes: "You are still a carnivorous jungler? Who played the black double row last night and killed me?"

Ouyang was instantly embarrassed: "Cough cough... Rourou, don't tear me off so quickly."

In addition to Ouyang, Yang Fan and Shen Ze belong to another style at the dinner table, which is steady and steady, and eat the troops in the early stage... If you cough wrong, you should eat some small meat and vegetables to make up your stomach and replenish your development. When there is a big meat, you will never be vague when you take it.

Aim at the target, use chopsticks like lightning, and kill with one blow.

The top lane mid lane style that they played with the two is the same.

...

As for Lin Feng...

Anyway, someone is the kind of completely sweeper of the dining table. This requires that, and that. The momentum of sweeping is nothing like the six-divine magician. He takes everything away when he sees it, and sweeping it very simply and thoroughly.

And the amount of food intake was amazing that everyone couldn't help but be stunned:

"Damn Fengzi, your eating speed is too exaggerated?"

"This... I haven't had a meal for several days?"

Of course, what is even more jealous is the treatment someone enjoys when eating.

On today's hot pot table, Tang Bingyao, as the birthday star, naturally sat in the middle at the first place, and Lin Feng sat on the left, and An Xin was on the left.

It means that someone is surrounded by two women.

"Idiot, don't eat meat all the time, eat some vegetables!"

This was An Xin teaching her a lesson, and she reached out to pick up a piece of cabbage and put it into Lin Feng's bowl.

Lin Feng was careless: "It's okay! I'll eat it all! Oh, another plate of mutton!"

Just then, the waiter served a new plate of hot mutton on the table, and someone's eyes lit up, but the mutton was a little far away and it was not convenient to hold it—

Tang Bingyao, who was sitting on Lin Feng's right, took the initiative to stretch out her chopsticks to help the former pick up two slices of mutton and put them in the pot. Her face was blushing:

"I... pick it up for you."

"Okay!" Lin Feng was happy, and then he did not forget to give him serious advice: "Tangtang, please keep a close eye on these two slices of mutton, be careful not to let others take it away. If it is cooked, pick it up as soon as possible!"

Tang Bingyao lit her little head seriously: "Yes!"

Everyone else couldn't help but look at Lin Feng with envious and jealous eyes.

Fuck...

Is this a little too much to hug left and right?

There are two such beautiful girls who can help you when picking up food, and you won’t let people live. Is it a dog abuse?

...

After two rounds of ingredients on the hot pot table, everyone on the table had almost finished eating.

Next, we will reach another link.

"You can give gifts!"

Ren Rou, who was sitting on Tang Bingyao's right, announced with a smile, and at the same time, she took out a gift box with exquisite packaging from her carry-on bag and handed it to Tang Bingyao:

"Hey, Tangtang, happy birthday~"

"Thank you." Tang Bingyao happily took it, and then opened the gift packaging at the urging of everyone.

Ren Rou gave a beautiful crystal bracelet.

"It matches Tangtang~" Ouyang was the first to flatter: "It's worthy of being Rourou, and it's a good idea to choose a gift!"

Seeing Tang Bingyao put on the bracelet, Ren Rou smiled with satisfaction: "Well, it's really suitable~ Then I'll be relieved."

The rest of the people also gave their own gifts and blessings, such as Ouyang gave a small ornament, Yang Fan gave a scarf, and several members of the Shanghai Middle School team also gave a cute cartoon watch together.

Even Zeng Rui gave a gift, which was a high-end gaming mouse.

Touching his nose, the auxiliary captain of the Shanghai Middle School team gave the reason as usual:

"If you have a dedicated mouse, the ADC operation should be better."

Lin Feng praised him all the time:

"Xiao Zeng gave this gift well! I originally wanted to give this kind of thing too~"

"You can give me one next time I'm on my birthday!"

Finally, the gift from Lin Feng and An Xin was received. An Xin smiled and took out the cute Timo T-shirt. The cute little Timo pattern was set against the pure white clean T-shirt, which made Tang Bingyao excited:

"Thank you, the bun."

Lin Feng is not willing to be outdone by the side:

"And mine! Mine is cooler!"

Everyone's curiosity was also raised. Tang Bingyao solemnly took two gifts, one big and one small, from Lin Feng, and then took them apart one by one with some nervousness and expectation.

The first one is Jinx's figure.

Ouyang laughed directly: "Damn Fengzi, you gave this gift very meaningful. You actually gave Tangtang flat-breasted loli figure--"

Before he finished speaking, he was shocked by Ren Rou. The latter looked at the figure and praised him: "What about the cute Jinx~ Fengzi is also very attentive."

Lin Feng accepted the praise without blushing and his heart was beating: "That's right, Tangtang quickly dismantle, there is another one!"

Under Lin Feng's urging, Tang Bingyao opened the second gift.

A small Draven-patterned keychain came into view.

Now Yang Fan, Liu Yue and others were standing by, couldn't help it, and laughed:

"Draven's keychain?"

"Fengzi, you can really think about it. Give Tangtang a gift from his natal hero hahaha--"

"But Draven's keychain is too cute, right?"

Everyone was joking and complaining about this, but Tang Bingyao's eyes were shiny, and she carefully placed the figure next to it that was not easy to fall off. She also carefully tied the Draven keychain and her small wallet together, then looked up at Lin Feng with a blushing face:

"Thanks."

"I like the gift."

Lin Feng looked very happy:

"Yes! Hahaha I knew you would like it. I'm also very good at choosing gifts!"

In fact, many people here can't help but have a thought in their minds:

(It's probably just the gift you chose...)

(Tangtang will like it.)

...

After the gift was given, Tang Bingyao's birthday party entered the next stage.

This link is called drinking.

Fight for wine.

Although he is still a high school student, everyone here is almost 18 years old. And it is rare that Tangtang’s 18th birthday. It is reasonable to drink some wine to celebrate.

And the reason for drinking was caused by Zeng Rui.

Because just a few minutes ago, Zeng Rui, who had almost had his stomach full, subconsciously rubbed his forehead and temples, and then habitually began to talk about the topic of the next National College League in that plain tone:
To be continued...
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