Fang Xiaoya drank too much, and she was unconscious.

This meal lasted for five and a half hours, the two of them drank twelve bottles of beer, Song Mengcheng only drank less than three bottles, and the rest were killed by Fang Xiaoya.

When a woman doesn't drink, she looks weak like water, and she is really strong when she drinks alcohol, and she can't be persuaded to persuade her, but her fierce life also needs to be explained.

Fang Xiaoya drank too much, and the conversation box seemed to be open, and she kept talking, from her father raising a lover outside, her parents separated, to the boyfriend she talked about in high school.

She was born in a very wealthy family, her father opened a porcelain factory, her mother worked as an accountant in a company, her parents were very busy since she was a child, they would only give money, no one cared about her studies, and no one cared about her life.

When she was in junior high school, her father raised a lover outside, and her mother was not idle, and she learned to smoke, drink, and fight with the boss of the company, and became a little sister in the eyes of others, and she came into contact with all kinds of people in society.

When she was in high school, she talked about a boyfriend, who was two years older than him, studied very well, and had a good family background, but her boyfriend was obsessed with going abroad, and she also saw the gap with her boyfriend, so she began to study hard, but she didn't expect that her boyfriend really went abroad, and he never contacted her again, she found her boyfriend's parents, and refused to give her contact information.

The impact of first love on a woman is too great, she has never been able to get out of her emotions, she can only keep shuttling through the bar and drinking alone.

Song Mengcheng didn't persuade her, just sat there quietly and listened to her keep talking, kept drinking, kept crying, until she drank herself.

Song Mengcheng shook his head, sighed, settled the bill, picked her up, and walked towards the campus.

didn't know which dormitory she lived in, so in desperation, Song Mengcheng had to carry her back to Unit C 403.

The person who drank the wine, the body sank naturally, much heavier than usual, Song Mengcheng carried Fang Xiaoya to the fourth floor, opened the door, and threw her on the bed, panting tiredly.

took a clean towel, soaked it in hot water, wrung it out, and helped Fang Xiaoya wipe her face, Song Mengcheng took a closer look at this woman, Fang Xiaoya is really beautiful, not only her lips are very sexy, her skin is also very white, coupled with her tall and sexy figure, such a woman is simply a killer for otaku.

Song Mengcheng helped her take off her shoes, cover her with a quilt, boil a pot of water, pour a cup and put it on the bedside table, and settle her down.

Song Mengcheng took a comfortable hot shower in the bathroom in the living room, changed his clothes, and drank a pot of tea in the tea room before falling asleep.

Early the next morning, when Song Mengcheng woke up, it was almost eight o'clock, and when he came to the living room, he found Fang Xiaoya playing with the computer, her hair was still wet, and she had obviously just taken a shower.

Seeing Song Mengcheng come out, Fang Xiaoya said: "You wake up, I cooked porridge in the kitchen, and fried an egg, come and eat some together" After speaking, she got up and went into the kitchen.

Song Mengcheng followed into the kitchen, Fang Xiaoya took two bowls of porridge, put them on the dining table, brought the fried eggs, took two pairs of chopsticks from the chopstick bucket, and handed one pair to Song Mengcheng.

Song Mengcheng said, "You haven't eaten yet?"

Fang Xiaoya said: "You haven't eaten, how dare I eat." Fang Xiaoya took a bite of the fried egg and said, "Ah, it's a little cold, do you want to heat it up?"

Song Mengcheng said: "No, it's good like this." ”

"Aren't you a vegetarian, why do you have eggs in the kitchen?" asked Fang Xiaoya.

Song Mengcheng said: "I just don't eat meat, and I don't shy away from eggs and milk. ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "I thought you were a Buddhist, so you are a vegetarian." ”

"I do believe in Buddhism, but I'm not a monk, and not eating meat is a habit developed from a poor family since I was a child, and it has nothing to do with faith. ”

Fang Xiaoya nodded, changed the topic and said, "This is your company?"

Song Mengcheng said: "Yes. ”

"How much did it cost you to rent this house?" Fang Xiaoya continued to ask

Song Mengcheng said: "It's not rented, it's bought, and it cost a little more than 100,000 yuan." ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "I didn't expect you to be so rich, it seems that I have made it." ”

"What does it have to do with you, this is the house I bought. Song Mengcheng glared at her.

Fang Xiaoya said: "Didn't I pursue you again, I didn't expect that I had a good eye, and the man I fancy is quite rich." ”

Song Mengcheng said in a deep voice: "It seems that I told you in vain yesterday. ”

Song Mengcheng decided to stimulate her again, smiled weirdly and said, "You have a good eye, and you also found a man who went abroad to abandon you." ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "You are pouring salt on my wounds, although my mother has been in love, but I am still a virgin, you will not dislike me because I have been in love, if it is because of this, it will be difficult for you to find a partner, and you will have to find it in kindergarten." ”

Song Mengcheng issued an eviction order: "I don't have a virgin complex, and your affairs have nothing to do with me, so let's go back quickly after eating." ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "Who said yesterday that you wanted to invite me to tea, I am here, I haven't drunk the tea, you want to drive me away?"

Song Mengcheng drank the porridge in the bowl in one gulp and said, "Okay, okay, you're right." Eat it, I'll make you tea after eating, by the way, you have to wash the dishes. After saying that, he turned around and went back to the tea room.

After Fang Xiaoya finished washing the dishes, the water boiled by Song Mengcheng was also boiled, gurgling, making the sound of steam hitting the lid of the kettle, Song Mengcheng picked up the kettle, opened the lid and cooled for half a minute before starting to make tea.

He brewed Jin Junmei, this kind of black tea is not suitable for brewing boiling water at 100 degrees Celsius, and the water temperature of 80 to 90 degrees is just right, because the tea has a honey flavor and is sweet in the mouth, which is the taste that most girls like.

Song Mengcheng raised the water lake, slowly poured the water in the pot into the teapot, and then poured the tea in the pot into the transparent glass tea dispenser with a funnel, scalded the two cups, and then poured out all the water before brewing the tea.

Pushing the tea to Fang Xiaoya, Song Mengcheng said: "This tea is called Jin Junmei, you taste it, you can smell the tea at the bottom of the cup after drinking." After Song Mengcheng finished speaking, he gave her a demonstration, drank all the tea in the cup, then closed his eyes and sniffed the tea at the bottom of the cup with his nose.

Fang Xiaoya asked, "Why did you throw out the first pot, what a waste of this?"

Song Mengcheng said: "There is a lot of attention to the tea ceremony, this process is called tea washing, the dust or residual pesticides in the tea leaves are washed with boiling water, and the second brew is the tea we drink." ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "We are all northerners, and drinking tea in the north is to throw the tea leaves into a big cup, and then flush it with boiling water, just keep refilling the water, but it's not as troublesome as you." “

Song Mengcheng said: "It is said that the material foundation in the north is relatively poor, so it meets the basic needs of life, unlike the south, where the scenery is pleasant and the products are abundant, so the life is very delicate and normal." After speaking, he pointed to the teacup with his head and motioned for Fang Xiaoya to drink tea.

Fang Xiaoya also finished the tea as usual, and then closed her eyes and smelled the residual taste in the cup, her face was full of intoxication, she did not open her eyes, but stopped at this action and said: "You are a person who is very good at life." Only then did he open his eyes and put the cup on the table.

Song Mengcheng poured a cup for her and said with a smile: "There was a high monk named Yuanwu in the Song Dynasty, who realized the Tao with tea, and wrote four words that have been passed down through the ages, tea Zen taste. Fusang regards these four words as the highest level of the tea ceremony. Mr. Zhao Puchu, a Buddhist scholar, also wrote a poem "Eat Tea": Seven bowls of love to taste, one pot is really interesting. It's better to eat tea than to hold thousands of empty pieces. Therefore, the past has passed, the future has not yet come, only the present can be grasped, and every moment of the present is experienced, even if it is just a cup of tea, it is also happy. ”

Fang Xiaoya drank the tea in the cup, still like last time, smelling the fragrance at the bottom of the cup, and said leisurely: "I don't think as much as you think, I think so much, I just think this tea is delicious, so I will drink an extra cup and pour it for my sister." ”

Fang Xiaoya put the cup heavily on the table and made a clanging sound, which was quite heroic when an ancient chivalrous woman was drinking.

Song Mengcheng shook his head with a smile, poured her another glass and said, "Hurry up and drink, go back early after drinking, you haven't returned this night, I'm afraid there will be gossip in the bedroom." ”

Fang Xiaoya held the teacup and said, "I don't care what others say about me, if they want to ask, I'll say I'll spend the night with you." ”

Song Mengcheng gave a thumbs up, in fact, he almost gave his middle finger and said, "Well, it's right not to live in the eyes of others, and it's your fault to talk nonsense." ”

Fang Xiaoya turned on the teasing mode again, and said lazily: "I'm not talking nonsense, what I said is the truth, I did you spend the night here." ”

Song Mengcheng said helplessly: "Indeed, you are a true, man!"

Seeing Song Mengcheng deflated, Fang Xiaoya was very happy, laughed haha, and said: "I didn't expect that when you were short of words, you were still a man, you were a man, and your whole family was a man." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "You are domineering enough, this disaster is not as good as your parents, wife and children, you even greeted my whole family." ”

Fang Xiaoya thought that Song Mengcheng was angry, and said with a smile: "I just made a joke." ”

Song Mengcheng was noncommittal, thinking that I didn't know you were joking, but he still pretended to be serious and said, "You didn't swear again, I didn't care." ”

Fang Xiaoya drank the tea in the cup, sniffed the bottom of the cup, then put the cup on the table and continued: "Brother Xiaocheng, thank you for accompanying me this night, and thank you for your good tea, I'm going back, don't miss me." ”