Xie Zeyong slowly raised his head, and then couldn't help but shout, ", Coke..."

The girl who came in with Wang Qian was none other than the cute-looking girl we met in KFC. in the afternoon.

"Xuanxuan is here..."

"Long time no see, Xuanxuan. Several young men and women in the room greeted the sister paper, and it seemed that this girl had a high status in this group.

Especially after the deflated "white shirt" saw the girl, his eyes lit up, and he was diligent in helping to carry the bag and move the chair.

"Xuanxuan, I'm going to pick you up at your house in the afternoon, why aren't you there?" The young man in the white shirt took the handbag for the girl in a gentlemanly style and asked in a low voice.

"Went out shopping. The girl has a very good attitude towards other people, but when she saw the "white shirt", her face drooped down, and she looked like she was ignoring it.

"Xuanxuan, what happened last time was my fault, I promise..."The guy in the white shirt leaned over to the girl with a cheap smile on his face.

"What happened last time? We don't know each other, just call me Gu Xuan. The smile on the girl's face disappeared instantly, and she glanced at the other party coldly, and then sat down next to Wang Qian.

"Okay, okay! I'm on my birthday, can you talk about your affairs alone in the future?" Wang Qian hurriedly glanced at the white shirt.

"Do these two people have a story?" I whispered to Wang Xing.

"Your circle is too chaotic, we don't understand! Wang Xing pursed his lips with a look of disdain.

When Wang Xing and I were whispering, Xie Zeyong next to me stood up and waved at the girl, "Goddess!

This thing originally looked like a thin monkey, and it was difficult not to attract attention if it jumped and waved its arms back and forth.

"Nima's, the family is unfortunate!" Wang Xing patted his forehead helplessly, "This mountain cannon, looking at a woman who can't move his feet, has committed it again..."

"Hey, what a coincidence!" After greeting a few people with a sweet smile, the girl looked at us and beckoned to us, "You are also Qianqian's friends?"

"Yes, yes, the two of us are really fateful, and we are both good friends with Qianqian. Xie Zeyong's chick pecked the rice and nodded his head twice, rubbed his hands on his body and shook it towards the girl.

"Brother Yong, raise your noble hand! My best friend is very simple..."Wang Qian held Xie Zeyong's hand for the girl, and hid the girl behind her like an old hen protecting her calf.

Xie Zeyong touched the tip of his nose, and his arm was still stretched out in the air, looking particularly embarrassed.

"It's okay Qianqian, I think they're very good, and they met in the afternoon!" The girl smiled at Wang Qian very understandingly, and reached out to shake Xie Zeyong's hand.

"Do you know?" Wang Qianhu looked at us suspiciously, and the guy in white shirt next to him looked at us with his head raised nervously.

"That had to happen, we came across a fancy western restaurant... Xuanxuan also specially gave me a cup of world-famous fruit drink, alas~ That feeling is simply wonderful. Xie Zeyong seemed to be deliberately angry at the "white shirt", and deliberately raised his voice to make a look of enjoyment.

"I can beg for a glass of Coke from the girl who is in charge of KFC, and I am such a tall person, except for our brother Yong, there is absolutely no one..."Wang Xing leaned into my ear and whispered.

I nodded solemnly, the single-round eloquence Xie Zeyong is enough to compare with Wang Xing, but when it comes to adaptability, it is difficult for me to tie Wang Xing together.

"Xuanxuan, did you really go to eat Western food with this ruffian?"

"Sissy, keep your mouth clean! I don't like to take care of you, don't kick your nose and face and listen? Scold Lao Tzu again, break off your front teeth for you, don't believe it, let's try!" Xie Zeyong didn't wear a white shirt at all, and frowned and threatened the other party.

"Xuanxuan, making friends is the same as engaging in objects, you have to pay attention to the right person, and play with gangsters, what can you learn?"

After being frightened by Xie Zeyong, although the white shirt didn't dare to bury us by name, he still had words in his words.

"Shan Yang, you seem to be a little wide, right? It's my business who I associate with, and it has nothing to do with you!" Sister Paper was chatting with Wang Qian with a smile, and after hearing the words of the white shirt, her brows instantly furrowed, and she looked at him dissatisfied, then stood up and walked to us, deliberately sat next to Xie Zeyong, and helped Xie Zeyong pour a cup of tea.

"Ouch, I'll go, Jienyima's happiness came too suddenly..."Xie Zeyong grinned and smirked.

Seeing that the "white shirt" was about to go crazy, Wang Qian hurriedly clapped her hands as if she was in a hurry, "Thank you for coming to celebrate my birthday today, everyone here is good friends with me, I hope everyone can eat and drink well today, and no unpleasant things will happen." When she spoke, she deliberately glanced at Xie Zeyong.

Xie Zeyong immediately raised his hand to assure, "If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone." After speaking, he naturally handed Wang Xing a cigarette, and he lit one himself.

"In the future, high-end places should be set up in a faction, and hooligans and dogs are not allowed to enter! Xie Zeyong and Wang Xing, who were smoking in white shirts, raised their heads and sighed.

"Do you mean that neither we nor you can come in anymore? I admit we're all hooligans. Seeing Xie Zeyong raise the teacup, I hurriedly sneered, after all, Wang Qian's birthday, it is better not to do it or not to do it.

"You!" the white shirt stood up, stretched out his hand to me, and then threw a sentence at Wang Qian, "I still have something to do, go first!" and slammed the door and left.

As soon as he walked on the front foot, the waiter began to serve the food on the back foot...

"As soon as the two forced to leave, I instantly felt that the air in the whole room was full of kindness, and I didn't say anything, happy birthday Qianqian!" Xie Zeyong raised his wine glass and glanced at Wang Xing and me, and our brother was the first to stand up and congratulate Wang Qian.

Seeing us raise our glasses, several other young people on the table also hurriedly stood up as if following the trend and raised their glasses to Wang Qian, "Happy birthday!"

"Thank you!" Wang Qian drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, her face was slightly red, and she waved her hand to beckon us to "eat vegetables..."

"Qianqian, I didn't prepare anything in a hurry today, this lip gloss was brought back from France by a friend of mine, do you like it?" The girl named Xuanxuan, who was sitting next to Xie Zeyong, took out a delicate lipstick from her pocket.

"Qianqian, this comb is—" The other boy also stood up and gave his own gift.

"Qianqian, this is—" The people at the table began to offer their gifts.

"This is the beginning of the treasure fighting session, Kangzi will make up nonsense later..."Wang Xing leaned into my ear and whispered.

"No, just tell the truth, it's a pleasant goat, and you can't pretend to be a gray wolf with people. I shook my head slightly, in my opinion, giving gifts is a blessing, nothing to do with preciousness, let alone comparison, maybe this kind of psychology is very dick.

Seeing that everyone had finished giving the gifts, I slowly took out the pair of small cross-style studs and handed them to Wang Qian, smiling and saying, "Happy birthday, Sister Qian!"

"Thank you. "Wang Qian took it happily.

"Ahem, ahem, Sister Qian! When there are so many people, don't call me a nickname, I'm shy~" I joked about it.

"Baby, do you know what it means to give girls earrings?" Wang Qian's autumn-like eyes looked at me with tenderness.

"Uh... Does that mean anything else?" I asked, puzzled.

"Of course!" Wang Qian was just about to speak, when the door of the room was violently pushed open from the outside, and the white-shirted guy named Shan Yang stood at the door menacingly, stretched out his hand and pointed at a few of us and yelled, "You little ruffians, get out of here!"

I saw behind him five or six particularly arrogantly dressed "village non-mainstream" and "nongka" (rural non-mainstream and rural kawaii).

"Yo, see what you can do!" Xie Zeyong grabbed the ashtray from the table and stood up.