Two pairs of figures, Zhang Kun and Xia Qiqi, Zhou Yaqi and Liu Lingxu, walked out of the classroom and walked down the teaching building respectively, and then parted ways at the school gate.

One left and one right, the figures of the four people gradually became farther and farther away.

Walking on the way home, Zhang Kun looked flat, and Xia Qiqi next to him was also very quiet at this time.

The two walked neither fast nor slow, and gradually, in front of a supermarket, Zhang Kun paused and turned his head to look at Xia Qiqi next to him: "Do you want to eat fish tonight?"

"Uh-huh!" Hearing what to eat, Xia Qiqi seemed to be a little more active, and nodded hurriedly.

So the two walked into the supermarket together and began to shop on a shopping spree.

Not only fish, Zhang Kun also bought a lot of other food, today Zhang Kun seems to feel very hungry, at night he wants to cook more delicious, eat better, eat more.

When passing by the wine cabinet, Zhang Kun hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a bottle of red wine and put it in the shopping basket.

When he got home, Zhang Kun carried the food into the kitchen, and an hour later, the table was full of dishes.

Eight dishes made Xia Qiqi on the side salivate, not only fish, but also beef, chicken, and some other fresh vegetables, each of which looked delicious.

After setting up the dishes and chopsticks, the two sat opposite each other, and Zhang Kun picked up the bottle of red wine he had just bought.

Looking at the slightly rippling scarlet liquid in the wine bottle, Zhang Kun's eyes were hazy.

Zhang Kun rarely drinks alcohol, and in his lifetime, in Zhang Kun's memory, the number of times he drank alcohol seems to be only a handful.

But today, Zhang Kun suddenly wanted to try what it was like to drink it once.

As soon as I pulled off the wooden cork that had been opened in the supermarket, a rich aroma of wine spread.

Zhang Kun's family didn't have goblets, but Zhang Kun didn't mind, he directly found a few transparent glasses.

Smelling the sweet aroma of wine, Zhang Kun grunted and filled the glass in front of him, and then looked at Xia Qiqi opposite: "Do you want to have some?"

"Well, let's have a little bit!"

Xia Qiqi did not refuse, Zhang Kun picked up a quilt and poured a full cup and sent it over.

Taking the glass handed over by Zhang Kun, Xia Qiqi took a sip, and then the corners of his eyes raised.

Sure enough, it was an inferior wine, with an astringent feeling.

has lived in a wealthy family since childhood, and this is probably the worst wine Xia Qiqi has ever drunk.

But at this moment, Zhang Kun put down the wine bottle and suddenly said, "Xia Qiqi, you and Zhou Yaqi know each other!"

Xia Qiqi put down his wine glass and smiled: "Of course, I already said it this morning!"

"However, you don't seem to like Zhou Yaqi very much!" Zhang Kun looked at the glass full of red wine in front of him, and said with a pale face.

"Huh?" Xia Qiqi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "How is it possible, Zhou Yaqi and I have been good friends since childhood, and we have a very good relationship!"

Speaking of this, the corners of Xia Qiqi's mouth raised slightly: "Zhou Yaqi and I are not only the same year, but also elementary school classmates, junior high school classmates, and friends who have played since childhood." ”

"The elders in the family also gave us nicknames because the names of both of us have a homonym of seven, Xiao Qiqi and Da Qiqi. ”

"Well, because I'm two months older than Zhou Yaqi, I'm Da Qiqi!" Speaking of this, I don't know why, Xia Qiqi suddenly laughed, a little inexplicable, but Xia Qiqi quickly continued.

"But after graduating from junior high school, Zhou Yaqi ......!"

"That's it!"

However, Xia Qiqi's words were not finished, Zhang Kun interrupted directly, and then picked up the glass.

"I'm not interested in knowing about Zhou Yaqi, drinking!"

Zhang Kun raised his glass and gestured to Xia Qiqi, and then poured a glass of red wine into his mouth in one gulp.

After drinking a glass, Zhang Kun immediately picked up the red wine on the table and poured it again, and Zhang Kun's face gradually became rosy.

Glass after glass, except for the cup that was poured to Xia Qiqi at the beginning, the rest of the red wine all went into Zhang Kun's belly.

Zhang Kun rarely drank alcohol before, and even if he did, it was only half a glass, and it was really the first time that one person killed a bottle like today.

Although it was wine and the degree was very low, Zhang Kun's face gradually began to turn red.

Zhang Kun's eyes were a little hazy, and he took the vegetables into his mouth one by one.

Until the wine gradually rose, and finally Zhang Kun lay directly on the table, looking at the empty wine bottle on the table with hazy eyes, Zhang Kun suddenly laughed nervously: "Zhou Yaqi, Xiao Qiqi ......!"

After the strange laughter, Zhang Kun closed his eyes and finally fainted drunk.

And Xia Qiqi, who was on the other side of the dinner table, looked at Zhang Kun who fell on the table, and a trace of unbearable look flashed on his face.

"Zhou Yaqi is so good?"

But soon Xia Qiqi's face returned to normal again, and then sighed softly, looking at the table full of food that had barely been touched.

Although the food is still tempting, Xia Qiqi seems to have no appetite at this time.

I don't want to eat it, but don't waste it.

Xia Qiqi moved his hand, put the food in the refrigerator, and then looked at Zhang Kun who was lying on the table and shook his head helplessly.

"I'm drunk, and you still want me to finish it!" Xia Qiqi shook his head helplessly, grabbed Zhang Kun's right hand and put it on his shoulder, and then helped Zhang Kun towards the bedroom.

Don't look at Xia Qiqi, who is thin and small, but he helped Zhang Kun all the way to the bedroom, and he didn't look a little struggling.

Gently put Zhang Kun down on the bed slowly, and then looked at Zhang Kun's shoes with a frown.

After a long while, Xia Qiqi seemed to have made up his mind, frowned tightly, and then pinched his nose and stretched out his hand far away to take off Zhang Kun's shoes, and immediately threw them out after taking them off.

Although Zhang Kun has no athlete's foot, this is the first time Xia Qiqi has served others, even if his parents have not enjoyed this treatment, it will have a little psychological impact.

After taking off his shoes, he then straightened Zhang Kun's body vigorously, and finally covered the quilt again.

After working for a long time, it was finally done, and at this time, Xia Qiqi was also sweating on the tip of his nose, looking at Zhang Kun who was lying motionless on the bed, Xia Qiqi sighed helplessly.

"What the hell is going on, I pay rent and living expenses, and in the end you still want me to serve you!"

Xia Qiqi shook his head helplessly.