The name of the naughty head green is Chu Qing, who is famous for being able to fight and looks fierce.

Now, the famous Qing Ge's legs are split into an M-shaped shape, lying delicately on the coffee table, with a beer stick inserted into his mouth, and his face is filled with foam.

The handsome young man stepped on the coffee table with one foot, gently put his forearm on his knees, lowered his head to stare, and said, "The tiger is as good as a cat."

Go away your uncle!

What's going on?!

After two seconds of silence, Brother Qing finally finished gurgling the beer. The eldest young master pulled up the bottle of wine and looked at the coffee table with a blank expression.

“The table is dirty.”

“!!!”

Brother Qing had red eyes and lay down with murderous intent and began to lick the table.

Suck...suck!

When he licked the first time, Chu Qing just wanted to kill Wang Yan.

When he licked the second time, Chu Qing began to feel ashamed and angry.

When I licked the third time, a sense of fear came to my heart inexplicably.

When I licked the fourth time, it was no longer possible. Brother, I was wrong, it was really wrong!

...

Song Wei twitched, and the fat all over his body trembled.

The eldest young master glanced over, picked up another bottle of beer, and played with it with a smile.

"Brother Long, do you really want to know where I'm doing?"

No!

I don't want to!

In society, Brother Long has been scared by the demon Wang Yan.

Especially when the pair of eyes with slightly radiant lines and folded light swept over, Song Wei even thought that the murderous aura could directly pierce the bladder.

In fact, the eldest young master smiled all over, so where did he get the murderous aura!

But she couldn't resist Song Wei's own scare, and firmly believed that Mr. Wang was a blood-handed man hidden among the people. Maybe she would even hypnotic...

I didn't even dare to look up.

"Xiao Wang...Mr. Wang, I think it may be a misunderstanding... If you are willing to talk, let's talk... My old Song likes to make friends with young heroes like you the most!"

The eldest young master pushed the wine over.

"A bottle of wine has a question. I know that it is not speechless, I can't speak for everything."

I'll go, your second uncle said everything!

The service is getting worse and worse, now I have to raise the wine myself...

He cursed for a while in his stomach, but Song Wei was not slow in his hand. He opened the beer with a snap and raised his hand to respect Wang Yan.

"Mr. Wang is happy! OK! We will not return until we are drunk today!"

Ton ton ton ton ton…

The little brothers at the door were all stunned.

Can you be so high-sounding if you impart yourself?!

But looking at Brother Long's expression, it doesn't seem to be coerced. Could that Young Master Wang really be very mesmerized and convinced the elder brother?

No one understands what's going on, and he is becoming more and more afraid to act rashly.

Gudong!

The three fat men swallowed quietly and then moved to the corner.

hiss!

The knees are sore...

"Okay, Brother Long is happy!"

Wang Yan stroked his hands and praised, then raised his eyebrows to the master of the eyes and signaled: "Go and call wine for Brother Long."

My Brother Long is almost dead in society.

Mom, when will you be the leader?!

Don’t call me Brother Long, call me Xiao Song, okay?!

With a stomach bloating, Song Wei finally killed the fourth bottle. He was about to ask a question, but suddenly he was a little afraid.

After hesitating for a long time, he asked tentatively: "Mr. Wang, where are you making money?"

"There are supercar clubs in the Magic."

Wang Yan looked at Song Wei with a smile: "Does Brother Long like sports cars?"

As long as you don’t persuade me to drink, you will win everything I like!

"I like it!" Song Wei was overjoyed and habitually climbed the relationship details. "Mr. Wang, does your club accept outsiders' joining?"

"I'm not responsible for that when I go to Jiang Xin to submit the application."

He forced Wang Wang to push him casually and suddenly smiled playfully.

"We are all miners, you should know Jiang Xin, right?"

ah?!

Song Wei was startled, surprised, and a little sad and angry.

So how can it be the same?!

What mine are they doing? What mine are I doing?

Those who burn glass and make chips are all playing with silicon. Can they be considered as peers?

"I, Old Song, are just a rural bun. Mr. Wang, you respect me too much... Come on, drink and drink!"

Song Wei took the initiative to open another bottle of beer and gestured to Wang Yan.

The old man swayed the half bottle of wine in his hand until now, and he raised it with a smile and took a sip in his mouth.

"Okay! Give face!"

My brother Long is basically shameless now. After giving him a thumbs up, he started to blow on his own.

Ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton…

This time I used it for at least three seconds more than before, and I forced myself to swallow it, and my face turned red.

Pork, belly-strength!

After drinking hard, Song Wei laughed and stood up proudly.

"I was in vain to meet Mr. Wang today! I was happy, I was so happy! Then that's it, Mr. Wang, you guys play slowly, we'll get together again if you have the chance! I'll buy it alone, don't be polite to me... Stay tuned and say goodbye!"

What is a fry?

What is a real boss?

Look at our Brother Long!

The three fat men were so excited that they burst into tears, feeling that they were finally saved.

Gu Jia's books all have a breath of grandeur.

Song Weijue said that he would ask Gu Xuan to lead the people, which means that the messy matter has been completely settled today and he can finally pass the test.

Although I have not made much contribution, at least I have not lost money, right?

If you don’t lose, you’re making a profit, it’s definitely!

The other students' depression also relaxed, and they looked a little smiling.

The gay men at the door smiled from the bottom of their hearts—

This room is evil!

It is best to flash if you can flash...

Everyone is happy on both sides, it is really strange and rare to see.

Only the eldest young man was unhappy.

"Wait a minute!"

Song Wei's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around and froze.

"Mr. Wang has any instructions?"

Listen!
To be continued...