"Candy secret." Jiang Kuo thought about it and laughed, "It sounds not good."

"My surname is Hu." Dapao said, "I doubt if you sometimes think my name is Pao Zhenyu."

"To be honest, it's much more reasonable than Hu Zhenyu." Jiang Kuo said.

"Fuck." Da Cannon laughed.

The people who came today were indeed the same as before. As soon as they entered the private room, more than half of them greeted Jiang Kuo very well. Jiang Kuo did not know anything except three or two who could name them, and two or three who looked a little familiar.

"Don't worry about me." Jiang Kuo still responded skillfully.

"Kuo'er, I haven't seen each other for a long time." A man came over and greeted him. This was the person he could call out his name.

What is this man’s name? What is the courage?

What kind of courage, I really don’t remember it.

Anyway, these people call him Dayong.

Jiang Kuo took a glass of juice and sat in the corner of the sofa.

"You really can't see anyone after you go to college." Dayong sat next to him.

"I'll see you on holiday." Jiang Kuo said.

"Then I've only had a few holidays at school," said Dayong, "You'll get together more in the past two days..."

Dayong said a few more names, which meant that acquaintances gathered together, and Jiang Kuo seemed to be familiar with him and didn't say anything.

After Dayong walked away, he took out his cell phone.

Every time the role model group is on holiday, they can see Ding Zhe accusing himself of being pulled out to work as a coolie by his parents' elderly running group, and Jiang Kuo is happy while watching.

Duan Feifan replied a few words in a mess.

Probably busy.

Jiang Kuo clicked on his circle of friends again.

Wow!

Have coffee!

Playing cards!

Life is very moist!

Jiang Kuo frowned and clicked the photos he posted and looked at them carefully.

Duan Feifan doesn't know how to drink coffee by himself, and his friends and classmates don't meet him in a cafe. You can think of it as Fan Jiabao with your fingernails.

Playing cards is also about Fan Jiabao!

Although only the face of beard is seen in the photo, Jiang Kuo knew this person because Duan Feifan said that Fan Jiabao was the one who was bearded, and Fan Jiabao's dazzling blue running shoes can be seen in the lower right corner. This fashionable shoe with earth in its shape and steady waves is hard to remember.

Duan Feifan!

You adapt very quickly!

"You are really unchanging for thousands of years, parallel time and space in the party." A girl's voice came from Jiang Kuo's right.

Jiang Kuo was not sure who was talking to whom, so he looked at his phone without saying a word.

"Jiang Kuo." The girl called him his name.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo responded, looked up and glanced.

He is a person who looks familiar to him. He looks at his aura in their "circle". If anyone brings it, he usually doesn't look at him with such a look.

"Where are you talking to?" the girl turned her head and looked at him.

"You said." Jiang Kuo said.

"I'm done." The girl laughed.

Jiang Kuo didn't know what else to talk about at this time, so he raised his glass to her and took a sip of juice.

The girl ignored him and leaned on the sofa, almost sitting side by side with him.

The reason why Jiang Kuo always chooses to sit in a corner is to avoid being too close to people and being uncomfortable.

He stood up for a while, fell to the left, and leaned against the armrest of the sofa.

The girl probably felt it, turned around and glanced at him, tsk, fell to the right, and leaned on the armrest of the sofa: "Are you okay?"

Jiang Kuo could only remain silent.

"Go to eat barbecue." Fan Jiabao waved his hand.

"I won't go," Duan Feifan said, "I have something to do tomorrow and I'll get up early."

"Not giving face," Fan Jiabao pointed at him, "If you don't eat the rice, you won't go to barbecue, what does it mean!"

"Go to the qifan," Beard leaned closer to him, "He was unhappy with losing money."

"Don't you care if you don't say he has money?" Duan Feifan said in a low voice with a smile.

Fan Jiabao had sharp ears and immediately glared: "I don't care about money, I care about losing!"

"Oh, let's go." Duan Feifan stood up.

Although Fan Jiabao is a little familiar, his personality is generally good. In addition, the series of operations of renting a storefront, houses, clearing the warehouse, and leading people to beat people has really helped a lot. Although Duan Feifan was a little depressed because Jiang Kuo returned home, he still decided to accompany him to the end.

Jiang Kuo was in good condition after returning home. At night, when Ding Zhe complained that the elderly group could not keep up with the food and entertainment, he was also very poor, so he even sent a lot of food and drink to the group.

It can be seen that Fan is the dining table of Jiang Kuo’s house, and nothing else is at home.

A bar room that looks very high-end and looks very secretive at first glance, with a room full of people, a table full of wine and snacks.

[Dong Xiaosha] Is this the life of a rich man?

【Sun Qiang Man】I saw at least four beauties at first sight

【Ding Weiwu】You should be more restrained, you are not qualified to look at beautiful women

Duan Feifan clicked on Jiang Kuofa's photo and enlarged it. The four beauties said that there were fewer girls. The girls were all very beautiful, the kind that they usually don't see, and the man's eyes were better.

The location where Jiang Kuo took the photo could be seen in the corner of the private room. Duan Feifan could even imagine that he was playing with his mobile phone alone in a corner where no one was disturbed.

But when this imagination is implemented in the photos, it feels different.

It's a little more uncomfortable than I thought.

Although he couldn't say what was wrong with him, it was not a question of whether he was jealous or not. After all, from the perspective of Jiang Kuo, it seems to be independent from the photos, and has no connection with the men and women there.

But being jealous is not a fixed pattern, nor is it a feeling that will not appear within a reasonable range. It is very unreasonable.

Jiang Kuo had a great time on the first day of his return home and was inspiring Ding Zhe.

ah.

Duan Feifan put his phone back in his pocket. This was the first time he had truly realized what he was really jealous, and even a little unhappy.

This feeling of unhappiness surprised him a little, with a little uneasiness that "I actually" was uneasy.

The party is over quickly, and someone has to continue. Jiang Kuo didn't go there anymore and planned to leave with Da Cannon.

"Kuo'er," someone called Jiang Kuo, "Do you bring someone with your car?"

"I'll go home." Jiang Kuotou walked to his car without even returning.

"I know you're going home, and Lilian is going home, too," said the man, "You'll send it there?"

Jiang Kuo glanced at Da Cannon.

The cannon didn't say anything, and pulled the car door and sat in the co-pilot.

"Hu Zhenyu, I, Uncle Hu!" the man cursed.

Jiang Kuo still didn't look back, got in the car and started, thrust hard at the accelerator, and threw a bunch of people away.

"Damn it," Dapao was very upset. "Idiot, it's not right to scold me. Why shouldn't you call me a fucking man?"

"I don't have an uncle." Jiang Kuo said.

"Do I have it?" shouted the cannon.

"It seems to be there." Jiang Kuo said.

"Damn," Da Cannon smiled, "You just say you can't do it without me!"

"I won't come without you," said Jiang Kuo, "I'm so sleepy."

"Stop ahead," said Dapao, "I drive. I didn't drink today. For more than an hour, I'm afraid you will fall asleep halfway through."

"Yes." Jiang Kuo responded.

Sleeping is not the most important thing, it is boredom.

For some reason, Duan Feifan went out to drink and eat with others in the past, but he never felt anything, but today he was very bored. All night, Duan Feifan played cards with others and was having fun playing barbecue.

It cannot be said that it is because of Fan Jiabao, who is just a fool.

Jiang Kuo felt that because of this step he and Duan Feifan retreated, he not only retreated from the situation where the two were busy and stressed, but also retreated from their sense of security.
To be continued...