"What a damn physique." Qin Luo thought depressedly. He hoped that no one would spread this scene to the school. If his grandfather knew that he had been drinking, he would probably peel off his skin.

Li Meng picked up the cup that Qin Luo had just dropped on the ground, looked at Wang Jiujiu and asked, "Did you give Teacher Qin red wine?"

"yes."

"Same as us?"

"It's still the same bottle." Wang Jiujiu looked at Qin Luo worriedly and said.

"That's strange. Red wine isn't that strong, isn't it? Could it be that our teacher Qin is just like the legendary one who can just pour a glass of wine?"

"------" Qin Luo secretly swore in his heart that when he recovered, he would deal with this guy severely.

Just as I was thinking about it, I felt nauseated in my chest, as if something was about to burst out.

Qin Luo quickly jumped up from the sofa and ran outside quickly.

"Hey, Teacher Qin, there is a bathroom in the box -" Wang Jiujiu shouted from behind. Unfortunately, Qin Luo didn't hear it at all, he had already opened the door and ran out.

Wang Jiujiu was worried about Qin Luo's body and quickly followed him.

Li Meng also wanted to catch up, but Xiaohua grabbed him and said, "What are you going to do? Come, let's drink."

The others were stunned for a moment, then went back to drinking together with laughter.

After Qin Luo ran out, he walked quickly. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to reach the sign with the bathroom sign at a glance.

Wow la la ------

As soon as he rushed into the bathroom, Qin Luo lay on the sink and vomited wildly. After vomiting, he retched again, as if he wanted to vomit out his internal organs.

"Teacher Qin, are you okay?" Wang Jiujiu ran in and helped Qin Luo pat his back.

"Ah, why did you come in?" A woman suddenly ran in from the men's restroom, causing a panic among several men who were using the restroom.

"I'm not looking at you. What are you called?" Wang Jiujiu said angrily.

"-------"

"I'm fine." Qin Luo waved his hand weakly. "This is the men's room, why did you run in?"

"I'm worried about you." Wang Jiujiu said.

When Li Qingyang walked into the bathroom, he was also startled by the woman in the bathroom.

After looking back at the sign to make sure that he was not in the wrong place, he smiled at his best angle and said, "Beauty, are you in the wrong place?"

"I know." Wang Jiujiu took out a tissue and wiped the corners of Qin Luo's mouth. To be honest, she was also very nervous when she entered the men's bathroom for the first time. Her eyes were fixed on Qin Luo and she didn't dare to look around.

"Do you need any help?" Li Qingyang glanced at Qin Luo next to the beauty, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he said, "Is it you?"

Qin Luo raised his head, not expecting to meet Li Qingyang here. He said, "What are you doing here?"

Li Qingyang glanced at Wang Jiujiu next to him greedily, and said with a sneer: "I really made a mistake. I didn't expect you to be a master at picking up girls. Is this woman better in bed, or is Li Qingcheng better in bed?"

Qin Luo also wanted to know this question. However, he himself didn't know the bottom line.

"Your mouth is as bad as ever. Are you ready to fix me?" Qin Luo straightened up hard.

"Hey, it's better to meet by chance than to invite. Since you said so, wouldn't I be letting you down if I don't teach you a lesson?"

"What do you want to do?" Wang Jiujiu asked, staring at Li Qingyang.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. Just step aside." Li Qingyang said. He was going to block the kid in the toilet and beat him up.

This kid is not as tall as him, not as strong as him, not as handsome as him - of course, fighting has nothing to do with whether he is handsome or not. However, he looks sick and sick, and he definitely looks like he will not be his opponent.

.

"Go away." Wang Jiujiu shouted.

"Bitch, don't be shameless. I'll say it again, get out of here." Li Qingyang became angry, pointed at Wang Jiujiu and cursed.

Then, a shocking scene appeared.

Wang Jiujiu suddenly took action, wrapped his hands around Li Qingyang's neck, and put a heavy knee on his stomach.

As he screamed like a pig, Wang Jiujiu grabbed his hair with one hand and slammed his face against the mirror of the sink.

Snap!

The mirror was broken, and Li Qingyang's face was also broken.

(ps: The second update is here. Eighteen-year-old Liu is exhausted. Everyone, please throw in your red tickets.)
Chapter completed!