"Xiao Yao, what are you thinking?"

Her friend's question brought back her fugue thoughts, and she was embarrassed to have deserted her thoughts.

"It's okay, I just don't think we're both very lucky." She said half-jokingly, half-true.

Bad luck? Man Tong tilted his head and thought about it, as if he really felt a little bit like that!

"Our luck is really not good, what about you, you met Yan Bin who was a duck bully, and I met a haunting Qi Yaxin!"

The most exaggerated thing is that these two men are still good friends!

"We must have done very bad things in our last lives." She sighed, otherwise, God would not bear to punish them like this.

"Huh! Maybe it's an emotional debt to them? She teased.

Seeing that the dishes were served one by one, Le Yao didn't want to mention the two people, she picked up the chopsticks and beckoned her friends to dine.

"Hurry up and eat! It's not good if it cools down. ”

Mantong also knew that she had good intentions, so the two changed the topic at the same time, picking something that was interesting to each other and chatting.

"Xiao Yao, shall we order a bar?" She asked.

As soon as she heard about drinking, Le Yao shook her head into a rattle. In the Yan family, she was the only one who was not allowed to drink because the elders were worried that something would happen to her.

"I don't drink ......"

Although she is still familiar with this route, the problem is that going back drunk is not a good thing after all.

Maybe she expected her to refuse, and Mantong was not reluctant, but she still insisted on a bottle of "Bingrui".

"Mantong ......"

As soon as Le Yao stood up and stretched out her hand, she was stopped by her friend. I saw the other party looking at her with a pleading look.

"Xiao Yao, it's okay if you don't drink with me, but don't stop me, okay?"

Such a weak tone, as well as that fragile expression, made Le Yao reluctant, she slowly withdrew her hand and sat back in her seat.

She thought: Anyway, the alcohol content of "Bingrui" is not high, so it shouldn't matter if you drink a bottle, right?

Before she came back to her senses, Mantong poured herself a big sip hard, and the bold appearance of drinking was not lost to a man at all!

"Mantong, would you better eat some food to cushion your stomach?" She said softly, seeing her friend pouring herself like this, she felt a little distressed.

"Xiao Yao, why don't you replace wine with tea, let's have a drink?" She asked with a smile.

Obviously, the other party's eyes are so clear when they look at her, but she thinks her friend is drunk?

"Okay, I'll have a drink with you."

She held up her teacup, and the glass collided with a crisp sound.

"I hope we can both get out of the 'clutches' one day sooner!"

Listening to her words, Le Yao was stunned for a moment, and then escaped with a wry smile: If a friend wants to get out of the "clutches", it should be much easier than her, right?

thought that she would really only drink one bottle, but unexpectedly, the first bottle of "Bingrui" bottomed out, and she ordered another bottle, which didn't matter until the third bottle was put on the table, and Le Yao realized that something was wrong.

"Mantong, you can't drink like this!" She frowned and exclaimed.

She reached out again to snatch it, but her friend had an early insight into her thoughts, and in a flash, she took the bottle and flashed to the side.

"Mantong!"

At this time, Le Yao was really angry, however, Mantong didn't know whether she was really drunk or pretending to be crazy with wine, so she giggled at Le Yao as if she hadn't seen it.

"Why, don't you want to invite me?" She asked, her eyes still a little lazy.

"Mantong, your body matters!"

Before she finished speaking, she saw her friend's face change, and she was very scary.

"Body? Who really cared about me? Am I sick, good, dead, alive? They won't take it to heart at all! ”

"Even if someone doesn't take you to heart, you still have us!"

Le Yao strode forward, snatched the wine bottle from her hand and placed it vigorously on the table.

"You ......"

She glared at her friend, wondering why she didn't allow it if she just wanted to drink and forget about the annoying things with it.

"The more no one loves you, the more you should love yourself! Isn't it? ”

Perhaps, the reasons for their grief are different, but what does it matter? The good and bad of life is always only related to one's own choices!

"Don't drink anymore, do you hear me?"

If she could, she didn't want to glare at her friend with such a stern expression, but how could she come to her senses without yelling at her?

Mantong looked at his friend with a slight distraction, and the tears that had been suppressed finally flowed. As for Le Yao, she didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, just hugged her quietly.

Sometimes, crying is far more pleasant than a drunken dream......

"If you have any sorrow, cry!"

It's not even a sin for a man to cry, so what does it matter if their little woman cries?

In this way, one of them sits, the other stands; One leans gently, the other gently hugs; Fortunately, I booked a private room, and I don't have to worry about whether anyone will doubt the relationship between them.

After a while, Mantong took her friend's hand and asked her to sit next to her.

"Do you think we looked like an ancient Chinese poem just now?" She asked.

Although my eyes are still a little swollen, I can see that my mood is much calmer.

Poetry? Le Yao's eyes were full of questions.

"Which ancient poem?"

I saw Mantong tilting his head, and he really read out a poem in a matter.

"Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, only the two of us are left to be friends."

"Huh?!"

Le Yao was instantly dumbfounded: What kind of poem is this? How had she never heard of it?

Seeing his friend's stunned expression, Mantong couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You're my good friend!"

The funny words of her friend made Le Yao feel that the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily......

"I like to hear you say that we are best friends......"

"Girlfriends? Well...... Then we must be the most popular word right now! She thought for a moment and said matter-of-factly.

"Which word?"

"Gay honey!"

Hearing her description, Le Yao completely gave up her defense. Whether it's a friend or a gay honey, in short, it's best if they're not so depressed now.

"Dare to ask, Miss Shen Mantong, can we eat?"

It's winter now, and even the food isn't steaming, how sorry they are for their stomachs! Le Yao wailed in her heart.

"It's okay, let's just eat cold!" Mantong looked indifferent, paused, and then said, "Why don't we change the table again?" ”

A change of table? Le Yao suddenly threw her a roll of the eye.

"Miss, do you know that 'waste is a great crime'?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

was stared at by her friend like this, Mantong really shut up, and followed her to eat the Sichuan food that was about to cool down into her stomach. Seeing that she was so well-behaved, Le Yao naturally didn't have anything to say. After checking out, the two walked out of the restaurant.

"Alas! If I have a stomachache at night, I must settle accounts with you! ”

She deliberately made a fierce expression, but she didn't know that her soft voice had no effect on intimidating others.

"Oops! Alright, alright! I know it's my fault, I shouldn't have pestered you so emotionally and made you eat a cold meal, can't I apologize? ”

Seeing her friend pretending to be pitiful, Le Yao was angry and funny.

"Shall you go back to the villa?"

"Hmm."

The two walked back down the street hand in hand......