Chapter 118: Let Yourself Go

"It's been a long time since I've been to the bar, or let's go indulge tonight, and it just so happens that Zhanbo and they're back. ”

In the living room, Yifei said on a whim.

"Yes, yes. ”

Yifei's words naturally won everyone's approval.

After staying in the apartment for so long, they are drawn by the tea oil, sauce and vinegar of life every day, and their group of aspiring young people who let their dreams fly have gradually been smoothed out by life.

"Hey, Wanyu, why didn't I see her with you. ”

When they went out, seeing that Lu Zhanbo was alone, everyone couldn't help but ask with some doubts.

"She, let's not tell you, let's go to the bar first. ”

Zhanbo didn't directly answer a few people's questions, and strode forward as soon as the conversation changed.

Zhanbo's plausible words made several people confused, and when they reacted, Yifei couldn't help but have a trace of melancholy on his face: "There won't be any contradiction between these little two." ”

Ten minutes later, downstairs in the bar

"Yifei, you haven't seen you in the past few days, what do you guys want. ”

At the bar, seeing Yifei and them coming, the bartender Abang came up and asked with a smile.

"Let's get a dozen Budweiser first, and they're going to make a cocktail, and they're going to the bar to order it. ”

Yifei quickly finished speaking, then turned his head to Zhan Bo and looked at him scrutinically, and Zhan Bo trembled when he looked at him.

"Sister, why are you looking at me like this. ”

Zhanbo said weakly.

"Don't talk nonsense, you tell me honestly, why did you make Wanyu angry again. ”

Hu Yifei stared at Zhanbo angrily and said.

"I didn't. ”

Zhanbo said innocently.

"No, she won't come to the bar without her, and besides, Zhanbo, don't blame your sister for talking too much, find a girlfriend of Wanyu type with your emotional intelligence, the probability is not much bigger than a meteor falling from the sky and hitting your head, so you don't cherish it. ”

Before Yifei finished speaking, Zhang Wei really couldn't hold back: "Poof, Yifei, your metaphor is really vivid." ”

"Shut up. ”

glared at Zhang Wei, Yifei once again spoke bitterly at Zhanbo, who looked bitter, and started a new round of language bombardment.

"This is the wine you want, and the rose drink of Meijia, especially without added sugar. ”

However, at this moment, a soft voice came, which couldn't help but make everyone stunned, and turned their heads, only to see Wan Yu wearing a uniform appear in front of them.

"Wan Yu... You, how did you end up here. ”

Seeing Wan Yu in women's clothing, everyone said in disbelief.

"Didn't I want to relive the old feelings, I just happened to have nothing to do lately, and the bar was still hiring part-time jobs, so I came to give it a try. ”

Hearing this, Wan Yu said with a smile.

Seeing this, Lu Zhanbo shrugged helplessly: "She doesn't want me to tell you, she said to give you a surprise, is it a surprise now." ”

"Surprised... Hey, this feeling is like ordering a takeout, and it turns out that the little brother is almost the same as an old horse. ”

Everyone glanced at the beautiful little bartender in uniform and was speechless for a while.

Tonight's night is exceptionally beautiful, the starlight is pure, and the stars above the sky are dense, and the neon of MC City reflects the starlight slowly swaying.

The bar was unaffected by this at all, and everyone drank until their faces turned red and writhed wildly on the dance floor, as if they had forgotten the pressures of life.

…………

After the madness, there is a long period of dullness, which is a constant truth since ancient times.

"My brain hurts, I drank too much wine yesterday, and I don't have the strength at all today. ”

Coming out of the room with his head covered, Ziqiao said with some pain.

"There's millet porridge here, and I know you drank it yesterday, so it's time to sober up. ”

When Lin Fang on the side heard this, he took a bowl out of the kitchen and helped Ziqiao serve a bowl of millet porridge.

"It's so sweet, thank you, Xiaofang. ”

Seeing the steaming white rice porridge in the bowl, he took a deep breath, Ziqiao stretched out his thumb and gave Lin Fang a thumbs up, after saying that, Ziqiao seemed to think of something, and glanced at Lin Fang: "Xiao Fang is not right, isn't your amount of alcohol bad, I was drunk when I didn't drink much last time, and I was so hi last night, you can still get up and make porridge for us." ”

"I didn't drink much last night. ”

Shaking his head, Lin Fang also served himself a bowl of porridge.

"Why, yesterday was our ultimate self-release night, and you didn't even drink. ”

Ziqiao, who was gobbling it up, couldn't help but raise his head and said in some surprise after hearing this.

"I... It's nothing, it's just that you're all so happy, and if I'm drunk, who's going to help you go back. ”

Lin Fang said slowly, and at the same time, his eyes glanced at the strong room imperceptibly.

"It smells so good, my stomach reminds me that this is what I need. ”

The fragrance of rice porridge wafted to every corner of the apartment along the breeze, and the people in the apartment gathered like cats smelling fishy smells.

Seeing this, Lin Fang smiled: "I knew that you definitely didn't have breakfast today, so I boiled a big pot of gruel, don't dislike it, although it is not as delicious as Yifei's egg fried rice, but with pickles, it should feel pretty good." ”

"Xiao Fang, what are you talking about, if I am asked to choose one of the staple foods of the year among millet porridge and egg fried rice, millet porridge will win." ”

After taking a sip of rice porridge, everyone's eyes lit up and said.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

Seeing that his signature dish was complained about, Hu Yifei couldn't listen to it anymore, put down the rice porridge and coughed a few times with a calm face.

"Sister Yifei, your throat is uncomfortable. Why don't you get some medicine?"

However, the next curry sauce tilted his head and said something cute, almost choking Yifei to death.

"You guys who have no conscience, my mother is so tired from work every day, and she has to spare her hands to make breakfast for you, if it weren't for Meijia's pregnancy, you would just wait to drink the northwest wind. ”

Yifei's complaint seemed to awaken everyone's conscience, Zhang Wei raised his head from the bowl, and said with some guilt: "Yifei, you have really worked hard, but since eating egg fried rice, we are all a little tired of taste, can we change to a staple food in the future." ”

After hearing Zhang Wei's words, Yifei felt a little better in her heart, but she still held her head high, with a proud face: "If you like to eat, you can eat, and if you don't eat it, it's not uncommon for me to do it." ”

Hearing this, everyone glanced at each other: "Then we discussed it and unanimously decided to order takeout." ”

"You ........."

Soon after eating millet porridge, there were still a few people who had not woken up from a hangover, and just as they were about to go back to the house to continue to recuperate, Ziqiao suddenly stopped them.

"Don't go, I'm about to go on the air, old iron, buckle 666, and the new packaging of my little cake is about to debut today, let me tremble." ”