Chapter 11 Wen resignation Polaroid

Is it so easy to be shy?

Jiang Wang watched from the side and felt fresh.

"Gentle? I'm afraid that Lin Ming is the only one in this world who thinks so. Cherish it. ”

It's hard, the fist is hard.

Wen Ci glared at Jiang Wang, and walked to the barbecue table to try the skewers.

The first time she roasted, she was quite talented, none of them were pasted, the heat was in place, and the fragrance of the seasoning was incorporated into the ingredients.

Roasting and roasting, there was a group of people around him, but then who shouted and shouted, and they all ran away.

So love will disappear, right? Wen Ci thought funny.

She got up, turned her head, and walked into the room, startled.

On the fabric sofa that looked very comfortable, there were seven or eight people stacked horizontally.

It seemed to be overloaded, and Wen Ci seemed to hear the painful moans of the couch.

Of course, it is also possible that it has been smoked.

The whole restaurant smelled of alcohol, which made Wen Ci, who had not drunk, feel drunk.

Wen Ci glanced around and saw a person still sitting.

Future。

Hey? He probably didn't drink it.

Wen Ci walked over and poked Mo Wei.

Mo Wei raised his head to look at her, his cheeks flushed and his eyes misty.

Well, I'm drunk.

"Mo Wei, are you drunk?"

"......" He didn't speak, shaking his head.

There is still a reaction, and it looks like the amount of alcohol is a little better than those few. can drink Jiang Wang's guy down and still sit on his own, and the wine king in the e-sports circle is about to change hands.

"I don't see it, I don't usually speak, but I can drink it."

Mo Wei just looked at her, opened his mouth, suddenly burped, and instantly covered his mouth in confusion.

Wen Ci is going to die of laughter, how can this person be so drunk like this, the whole thing is stupid. Hahaha

She pulled out her phone.

"Come to Mowei, look at me." She turned on the camera.

The so-called pleasure of feasting is not silky or bamboo, and ugly photos are posted on Weibo.

Mo Wei compared her to a yes

"Poof." Wen Ci couldn't help but laugh out loud and pressed the shutter.

The sniper king, who usually lives in the clouds coldly, will be pulled down from the clouds by an ugly photo tonight.

Wen Ci smiled.

Wen Ci doesn't mean to eat, he cares about taking ugly photos.

She held out her claws at the stacks.

"Click".

She clicked on the photo album and looked carefully, dreaming of gnawing chicken legs, confessing affectionately to the lover in her dreams, sleeping with her mouth open, and kicking others like crazy...

Okay.

Thousands of people, thousands of faces.

Blossom.

Worthy of them!!

Wen Ci looked around, but didn't find Lin Ming.

She wondered if the child was too well-behaved to mix with this group of old dogs, so she shouted twice, but no one answered.

“Faith… At... In the living room..."Mo Wei suddenly spoke, and he still had a big tongue when he spoke.

In order to show respect for the drunkard, Wen Ci replied very seriously: "Got it, thank you, uncle!" ”

"You're welcome!" This time, it was smooth, and he waved his hand.

Wen Ci thought it was funny, looked at Uncle Mo, and turned around and went to the living room.

She thought she could see a standing Lin Ming.

It turns out she was wrong.

Lin Ming appeared in front of her in an extremely ugly posture.

The old man with a pouting buttocks, kneeling on the big fluffy carpet, his upper body is on the sofa, his head is on the side, his face is pushed out by the sofa, his mouth is half open, and he is snoring indecently.

Wen Ci took out his mobile phone and took a picture.

Wen quit the card and took the polaroid, and my mother no longer has to worry about the handsome guy being ungrounded~

It definitely makes them feel like they are so relatable from looking extraordinary.