Wen Qiao and Xiao Lan are both very assertive people in their hearts, and they have their own opinions, Wen Qiao already has a Zhao Qingyan, and her eyes are full of her, so she naturally thinks that marrying a wife is a good thing in the world.

And Wen Qiao's friend Xiao Lan has always been chic. The so-called "thousands of flowers have passed through, and the leaves do not stick to the body" is Xiao Lan.

How to make a prodigal son marry willingly? The private room where Wen Qiao and Xiao Lan were was was about fifteen feet long and ten feet wide. Facing the wall of the door, a platform about seven or eight feet was opened, and the side was surrounded by a fence made of wood, and you could see a large part of the city. The bright light from outside came in, drenching the entire private room in light.

There was a table of eight immortals in the middle of the private room, and there were a few plates of snacks and side dishes on the table, but Wen Qiao and Xiao Lan didn't move their chopsticks. Joke, who would have come to eat such a snack? The dish didn't move, and the few jars of good wine that Xiao Lan asked Xiao Er to bring in had already been drunk by the two of them.

The wine jar was thrown to the ground crookedly, and Wen Qiao and Xiao Lan poured bowl after bowl in front of each person. Wen Qiao's mind already had some dazed feelings, but it was more of a feeling of dizziness, he felt that he was already a little drunk, but today was different from the past, he couldn't lose to Xiao Lan today.

"Wen Qiao, why do you say that?" Xiao Lan blushed, leaned on the back of the chair, stretched out her hand to point at Wen Qiao, who was still sitting upright, and questioned: "You see you marry a wife, but so what." ”

Wen Qiao raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Lan when he heard this, and said, "Although I'm not good at Wen Qiao, I'm better than you?" It doesn't matter if you don't marry a wife, if a girl from any family marries you, it will harm other girls for a lifetime. A bachelor like you deserves to be beaten for the rest of your life."

"Shut up!" Xiao Lan abruptly raised her right hand and slapped the table, and there was a crisp slapping sound in the private room. Xiao Lan's cheeks twitched, he lowered his chin, and a pair of peach blossom eyes with a naturally slightly upturned peach blossom look squeezed at Wen Qiao with a look of annoyance, and asked, "We're friends, right?"

Wen Qiao didn't know why Xiao Lan suddenly asked like this, so he had to nod. Xiao Lan received an affirmative answer, his expression did not change in the slightest, and he continued to ask: "Since we are friends, you can talk about me like this?" I'm not married, what's wrong!"

In Wen Qiao's heart, Xiao Lan's reluctance to marry a wife is irresponsible. He felt that Xiao Lan was not acting like this, so his tone couldn't help but harden, and said, "You marry a wife, be a good husband, and change those bad thoughts in the future." ”

Xiao Lan's answer to him was the sound of a wine jar being kicked hard. The strength on Xiao Lan's feet was very strong, and the wine jar was kicked a few steps away, hitting the wall, and then there was a sharp and piercing sound of porcelain cracking.

The sound was so loud that even Xiao Lan and the room next to them were startled.

Zhao Qingyan and Gu Zhiruo glanced at each other, and couldn't help but ask together, "What is this sound?" This piercing voice only sounded for a moment, but it was very powerful, and it alarmed both Zhao Qingyan and Gu Zhiruo. After all, this restaurant is Zhao Qingyan's own, and she is worried that there has been a collision between guests. Of course, it's okay to have some disputes, but Zhao Qingyan is worried that if he doesn't drink his words and doesn't like each other, it won't be good to fight.

The main thing is that it will inevitably damage some things in the store when it comes to fighting. Zhao Qingyan called Xiao Er up and asked who the guests in the private room next door were.

Xiao Er is a clever person, listening to Zhao Qingyan's questioning, this time he said angry words to really stand up: "Yes--- yes ---"

Zhao Qingyan frowned and asked, "Who is next to him?" What do you have to say?"

Xiao Er replied: "It's Wen Shizi." ”

Zhao Qingyan's heart froze instantly, but soon she cleaned up her mood, retreated from Xiao Er, and then smiled at Gu Zhiruo: "Wen Qiao is next door, presumably Xiao Lan must also be with him, should we go over and see it in person?"

Gu Zhiruo's face was blushing when Zhao Qingyan's words asked, but she didn't refuse, and nodded at Zhao Qingyan.

Zhao Qingyan knocked on the door, and it wasn't until Wen Qiao's familiar voice came from the private room that she pushed the door in with Gu Zhiruo.

Xiao Lan subconsciously turned his head to take a look, this look made most of the blood in his body cold, he winked at Wen Qiao, and asked in a low voice, "I didn't think you were wrong, right?"

Wen Qiao had already looked in the direction of the door, he glanced at Zhao Qingyan, and replied, "You read it right. ”

Zhao Qingyan noticed that a few wine jars were poured on the ground, and then looked at the faces of Wen Qiao and Xiao Lan, and instantly understood.

Xiao Lan's neck was red, and she looked completely drunk. Wen Qiao was fine, at least he couldn't see it on his face, but as soon as Zhao Qingyan approached, he smelled the strong smell of wine on his body.

She sniffed, the smell of alcohol mixed with her body was really uncomfortable.

Zhao Qingyan's gaze swept around the private room, and then asked Wen Qiao, "What about Ling Yi?" If you're drunk, let him send you back first. ”

Wen Qiao didn't speak, and pointed to Xiao Lan opposite. "Okay," Zhao Qingyan said, "I don't know if this is still here?" Let Zhiruo send her. ”

This method is feasible, Wen Qiao nodded. Ling Yi didn't know where he came in, he picked up Wen Qiao and said goodbye to Zhao Qingyan.

"Zhiruo," Zhao Qingyan asked a little uneasy, "Can you send him back?" His family seems to be downstairs, and I asked them to come up and take people away. You just send it back. ”

Gu Zhiruo hasn't passed the door after all, and she has a soft temperament, so it is inevitable that she will not be bullied by him with Xiao Lan.

The Xiao family's housekeeper helped the drunk Xiao Lan into the carriage, and Gu Zhiruo was followed by the maid who came with her, and the two of them said goodbye to Zhao Qingyan outside the restaurant, and then followed the Xiao family's carriage.

The carriage was very spacious, Xiao Lan was lying on the wall of the carriage in a daze, he frowned, he didn't feel good when he was drunk, even if he was dazed, he couldn't get his peace.

Gu Zhiruo's face was red all the time for the first time, and he didn't dare to look up at Xiao Lan.

The carriage jolted, and the whole carriage was quiet. Xiao Lan didn't know when he collapsed like he had no bones, he seemed to be asleep, his eyes were closed, only one lip was still moving gently, as if he was saying something.

Gu Zhiruo was afraid that he was going to say something, so he leaned over and listened.

However, Xiao Lan never said it clearly.

Gu Zhiruo straightened up, looked at Xiao Lan, and asked softly, "Young Master Xiao?" What do you say?"

Xiao Lan still only had her lips moving slightly, and she didn't say anything at all because of Gu Zhiruo's words.

Gu Zhiruo's mind was blank, and she realized that Xiao Lan didn't actually want to talk to her.