When he was pushing his hand on Duan Feifan's chair, he reached Duan Feifan's leg.

He pinched it casually.

Duan Feifan turned his head suddenly to look at him.

"Hmm?" Jiang Kuo also looked at him.

Duan Feifan didn't say anything, and smiled and bounced it on the back of his hand.

"Hiss!" Jiang Kuo took a short breath.

Duan Feifan immediately rubbed the back of his hand twice.

All Lu Shi wanted was the signature of this store. Although they were all barbecue, there were different methods and different ingredients. The waiters lined up and put three huge plates on the table.

Duan Feifan asked the waiter for a small meat-cutter again.

"Come on, go for a good deal," Dong Kun raised his cup, "I'm very happy today. Thank you for your arrangement."

"You're welcome." Lu Shi said with a smile.

Everyone looked up and drank wine.

"Yes," said Dapao, "this wine is better than I thought, a little sweeter, and it doesn't seem to be of high condition."

"Like a girl drinks," Ding Zhe said, "alcoholic drink."

"Don't be so full of words," Lu Shi said, "The boss said that he has great momentum for drinking."

"Hi," Liu Pang waved his hand, "How much wine have we drunk? The wine with great momentum is not the same."

"Eat!" Sun Ji shouted.

Jiang Kuo took a bunch of huge meat, half the size of a fist.

"Let's divide it." Jiang Kuo used chopsticks to pull it down and put it into Duan Feifan's bowl, and then made another one into his own bowl, giving the remaining two to Da Cannon.

"Be more heroic." The cannon bit the skeleton and shook his head.

Jiang Kuo lowered his head and bit the flesh. He didn't use much force. Just as he pulled it, he had forgotten that the soreness on his front teeth came again.

"Damn." He covered his mouth with his hands, frowned, and waited for the soreness to pass.

"What's wrong?" Liu Pang on the opposite side saw him, "Tooth aches?"

"Toothache?" Ding Zhe was stunned, "You two fucked each other today? One of them was broken and the other was toothed?"

"No," Jiang Kuo felt a little guilty. Although he didn't mind anyone knowing it, he felt a little bit of a sudden exposure of privacy, "I felt hot."

"Eat slowly, no one robs you, please pay enough." Ding Zhe waved his hand very casually.

When everyone's attention returned to the food, Duan Feifan glanced at Jiang Kuo: "Is it sore teeth?"

Jiang Kuo tskated and said nothing.

"Is it the suspect tooth that broke my mouth?" Duan Feifan asked, "Does it have any accomplices?"

Jiang Kuo couldn't help but laughed at the piece of meat in his bowl.

"Give it." Duan Feifan put the knife to his hand.

"I don't need this," Jiang Kuo whispered, "It's so embarrassing that we both eat like this."

"Then don't take that big guy," Duan Feifan held a knife in one hand and chopsticks in the other, cut the meat into small pieces, "Please take the small one."

"You are so elegant." Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Don't curse." Duan Feifan said.

I've had dinner with these people many times before, but this time I feel the most different.

Jiang Kuo felt the bustling radiance of comfort and the warmth in the small corner. He occasionally put his hands beside him, and Duan Feifan's hand would hang down tacitly, touch it, and pinch his fingers...

"You have oil on your hands." Duan Feifan looked at his hands.

"Your uncle," Jiang Kuo took the wet wipes and rubbed them twice, "I broke off my diplomacy."

Duan Feifan smiled and stretched out the cup: "Go one."

Jiang Kuo met him.

This wine does have potential.

Jiang Kuo should have been the first to discover it, so he got up and planned to go to the bathroom.

When he stood up, he found his head a little dizzy. He was very shocked and calmed down with his back on the chair, thinking whether he would catch a cold after the wind blows today?

When I turned around and walked out, I felt a little floating under my feet.

Although he has a good alcohol tolerance and has basically not been drunk, he still knows that this is the feeling of drinking too much.

Depend on.

This wine is awesome.

He held the door frame and turned his head and said, "This wine seems to have some potential."

But no one in the room paid attention to him, everyone was talking loudly, their faces were red and they were smiling happily.

Sure enough, he had the potential to drink with these people, but he was not so unrestrained at all times. He obviously drank too much.

"What's wrong?" Duan Feifan stood up, walked to him and asked.

"Damn," Jiang Kuo looked at his steady pace, "Are you okay?"

"What's wrong with me?" Duan Feifan asked.

"Don't you feel a little drunk?" Jiang Kuo stared at him. "...No," Duan Feifan concentrated his mind and felt it again, "It's not the time when I'm taller, it's okay now, are you taller?"

"I feel a little bit," said Jiang Kuo, "it's not high either, it's just the feeling that I usually have a little more."

"Where to go?" Duan Feifan asked.

"Toilet." Jiang Kuo opened the door and walked out of the private room.

"I'll be with you." Duan Feifan followed.

"...I'm not drunk," said Jiang Kuo, "Don't follow me. I suddenly fell asleep in the toilet and I couldn't drag you!"

"I'm fine after saying that." Duan Feifan said with a smile.

The toilet in this store is the best place for his home decoration. It is clean and tidy and has no odor and no strange fragrances.

Duan Feifan stood at the door waiting for him, facing the passage leading to the back door of the hotel.

This location is a wind vent. Although the door is closed, there is still wind. When Jiang Kuo came out, Duan Feifan's hair was blown by the wind.

"Are you stupid?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Blow it and relieve the alcohol. If it falls down in a while, I will be alone." Duan Feifan said.

"Wow," Jiang Kuo smiled, "If these people are all over, can you still stand? I tell you, Lu Shi can drink more than you."

"That's probably what." Duan Feifan wanted to curl the corner of his mouth and smile, but he pulled the wound on his mouth and did not hook it.

"Then I'll have a good time, too," Jiang Kuo walked towards the back door. "The boss really didn't brag. Those people were just that stance, and they would have to be taller in a while."

Duan Feifan also followed him to the window of the back door and looked out: "Is this wasteland outside?"

"It's snow, it's not deserted... Did you hear it?" Jiang Kuo suddenly pressed his ear to the door.

"What?" Duan Feifan also listened to the window, and there was nothing but the sound of the wind.

"There is a cat's meow." Jiang Kuo said.

"Outside?" Duan Feifan was stunned, "How can a cat be outside like this..."

That's it, but both of them reached towards the door handle at the same time.

Jiang Kuo opened the back door and walked out: "Take the door with you."

"Yes." Duan Feifan closed the door, took out his phone and turned on the flashlight, "Mimi?"

"Meow--" Jiang Kuo also shouted.

While they were still in the house, the heated heated room, they walked around behind for a long time. This place was an open space connected to the parking lot. There was nothing except the old tables and chairs replaced in the store.

"Did you hear it wrong?" Duan Feifan asked.

"My ears are pretty good," Jiang Kuo shrank his neck, "just heard it." "Maybe he went to the house," Duan Feifan said, "The kitchen is out of the way. Go back, don't drink and get drunk for a while, and get sick with wind and wind."

"It's so cold." Jiang Kuo jumped twice, jumped in front of him, stretched his arms around him, buried his face on his shoulder and rubbed it hard a few times.

"Where are you wiping your mouth?" Duan Feifan also hugged him tightly.

Jiang Kuo smiled and didn't say anything.

"I just have a wound on my mouth, but I can't rub it." Duan Feifan said with a smile.

Jiang Kuo's nose touched his neck for a moment, and before he could react, he felt a soft touch with a hint of chill.

Duan Feifan suddenly felt that his breathing was a little messy in the wind.

He lowered his head and kissed Jiang Kuo's neck.
To be continued...