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130 The Cultivation of Faithful Dogs (47)

Ren Haoyang's idea is actually a bit cowardly, but Feng Ran feels familiar with this idea.

But in order to arouse his fighting spirit, Feng Ran still cannot agree with his idea.

"You said that as a man, you don't even have the courage to confess your love, so just give up. A person's unrequited love is not affection."

Hearing this, Ren Haoyang was obviously stunned for a moment.

Seeing this, Feng Ran knew it was feasible, so she struck while the iron was hot and said, "Meng Qinghuan is not far from you. Do you feel good when you look at the men who are wandering around her?"

"You..." Ren Haoyang looked at her and couldn't speak for a while.

He thought he had hidden enough, how could she know about something that no one around him had discovered?

"Don't worry about how I know," Feng Ran said: "Meng Qinghuan looks obviously in a bad mood tonight. She has drunk a lot of wine since just now. If you don't go up and save her, she may be picked up by someone later. Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance. If something really happens, you will cry without any reason."

While speaking, Ren Haoyang looked in the direction where Meng Qinghuan was and happened to see a rich young man holding a glass of wine, and frivolously advising Meng Qinghuan to drink.

Meng Qinghuan had drunk a lot of alcohol since just now. Even though she had a good alcohol tolerance, she was already drunk now. So the young master waited for an opportunity to put his hand on her waist, but she couldn't push it away.

Feng Ran soon saw a cluster of flames in Ren Haoyang's eyes.

"That's all, I'll say that what you choose is your business. If you want to hide it, continue, just don't regard yourself as a knight." Feng Ran said lightly: "After all, with her identity and value, there are more people who take the initiative to pursue her. If you don't take the initiative, you can only watch like now. Even if she is really bullied, you have no right to care about it. Because just because of you now, to put it bluntly, you have no position at all."

After speaking, Feng Ran left first.

She had already put the words there. If Ren Haoyang could continue to let things go without stopping them and taking action, it would seem meaningless for her to continue to match them.

If you are too timid in your relationship, and to be more cautious, isn’t it actually cowardly?

When she returned to the front, Qin Yu happened to "escape" from the table.

Seeing his drunken eyes and red cheeks, Feng Ran knew without guessing that he was drunk.

His alcohol tolerance was already poor, and he must have been drunk a lot of people. Thinking of the last time he was drunk, Feng Ran couldn't help but reach out to rub his eyebrows.

Sure enough, after seeing her appear, someone quickly stuck up like an iron magnet.

At this time, he hugged her like a large dog, put his chin on her shoulder, rubbed her cheek lightly against her, and muttered a little aggrievedly: "Where have you been looking for you for a long time."

"I went to find someone and said something." Feng Ran reached out and pinched someone's face lightly, pretending to be disgusted, "How much wine have you drunk this time?"

"Not much," he stretched out his hand, and said vaguely, "just two bottles."

"..." Feng Ran suddenly wanted to go over and catch those who filled him with wine and beat him up... Even though he knew that he had a poor alcohol tolerance, he still drank so much for him?

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Drunk... (Don't think about it in a wrong way!)

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