That time I knew he was a year older than me, I was in junior high school, and he was ...... in high school."

Yu Sheng filled a whole glass of Margaret, although it was a cocktail with a lower degree, Yu Sheng was still drunk, and he was still too drunk.

Song Ting looked at Yu Sheng's unconscious painting of being drunk and constantly filling with wine, and reached out to take the glass in front of Yu Sheng.

"Shengsheng, shall we go home? You're all drunk. Song Ting looked a little worried between her eyebrows.

"Tingting, let me tell you that I have a good amount of alcohol, and I won't get drunk in a thousand glasses......" After speaking, Yu Sheng lowered his head and continued to mumble to himself.

"Gu Jinchen, you bad guy, why don't you film with me?" Yu Sheng shook his head drunkenly and lay listlessly on the hotel bar.

"It's not that it's okay to grow up and film with me, liar, big liar, Gu liar." Yu Sheng said some nonsense unscrupulously, Song Ting, who was sitting next to her, frowned, took out a dozen banknotes from her bag and gave them to the waiter, packed up Yu Sheng's mobile wallet, and dragged Yu Sheng out of her seat.

Although Yu Sheng's height of 1.62 meters weighs 85 pounds, Song Ting still struggles to hold on.

On the way, there was a ruffian-looking boy with dyed yellow hair, carrying a glass of high-altitude whiskey, and he staggered towards Song Ting Yu Sheng.

Compared with the two weak girls, they look a little strong and burly.

"Little sister, drunk? Come and help you hold her. The yellow-haired boy looked at Yu Sheng, who was lying on Song Ting's shoulder, drunk and asleep, and most of his eyes were color.

Song Ting held Yu Sheng's arm a little tightly, because she was afraid, her lips looked a little pale.

"Don't come here, I'll tell you, if you dare to touch her, you'll be doomed." Song Ting's whole body was a little cold, but she still saw worry and fear in her eyes.

"Little sister, don't be so fierce! Brother, I'm in a good mood today, and it's your blessing to meet me. After speaking, he didn't forget to brush a handful of Yu Sheng's hair.

"If you touch her again, I will make you unable to have children for the rest of your life, hurry up and get out of the way!" Song Ting was a little anxious.

"You really toast and don't eat and drink, I changed my mind, I want you today." The yellow-haired boy seemed to be provoked, and directly raised his head to drink the wine in the wine glass, and slammed it on the floor hard, making a sharp sound of the wine glass hitting the ground.

The voice was very sharp, so frightened that Song Ting's fingers trembled a few times, her fingers subconsciously clenched tightly, her fingertips were a little red, and even her toes were slightly curled.

The eyes are like panicked deer, flashing with a frightened ghost, but it does not reduce the temperament of the goddess of coldness.

The yellow-haired boy pounced on Song Ting like a hellish satan, and Song Ting subconsciously avoided the yellow-haired boy.

And the yellow-haired boy probably completely ignited the bottom line because he pounced in the air, and directly grabbed Song Ting's slender arm and pulled it hard, leaving five clearly visible finger prints on Song Ting's white arm.

There is no pity at all.

"Who should I be bullying girls here, it turns out to be a yellow-haired duck who hasn't grown up yet." In the distance, a crisp male voice penetrated into everyone's ears.

In the dim light, a figure like a god's mansion continued to elongate......