"I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, it's rare for us to see you, so I'm a little overjoyed."

Once someone apologizes, the curtain comes down on this 'contest'.

The people around Gu Rongxia gradually decreased, and the wine glass was rarely raised.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, she smiled gratefully at Aaron.

Aaron shook his head and snorted angrily in the direction of Joanson.

only to find that someone has disappeared.

It turned out that after Aaron came out to help clear the siege, Huo Ansen walked out silently alone.

Without anyone pouring wine, there are naturally very few people to talk to her, and there is no need for any heart-to-heart behavior at such a dinner.

Some are just interests and associations of interests.

Gu Rongxia felt a rare moment of tranquility, and after tossing for a day, her stomach was full of wine.

Hungry in the end.

But when I raised the chopsticks, I always felt that my eyes were shaking, and even my fingers seemed to have several more.

She was drunk.

*

"Anson, why did you run out alone again?"

Following the trail of the smell of smoke, Aaron found him.

In the smoking area, the lights hit his side face, looking a little lonely.

"What are you thinking?"

This was the first time that Huo Ansen felt that Aaron's somewhat wicked smile was not annoying.

He extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray and glanced at him, "Thank you." ”

"Thank me for what?"

"Helped her."

Smart people don't need to say a word, and a rare gratitude for someone, albeit only verbally.

Aaron also accepts them all.

"But I'm not happy to just say thank you."

"I'll go back and make you supper, and you can eat whatever you want."

"That's good."

As soon as he heard that there was a supper to eat, or Chef Huo personally cooked, Aaron felt that he was temporarily trying to stand out for the beauty today.

It's worth it.

If Gu Rongxia knew that he might as well have a supper, he would definitely have to roll his eyes and give it to Aaron.

But now she doesn't have that spirit.

I don't know if I have eaten or not, but the uncomfortable gratitude in my stomach has intensified.

It's just that the human touch here is weak, and she didn't bring anyone with her.

After Aaron's reminder, the people around her gradually dispersed, and no one paid attention to her anymore.

The dinner has also come to an end, and there are many drunk people, all of whom are red and red, but their speech is not clear.

Even the people next to her didn't notice that she wasn't in a good state of mind right now.

Her eyes were misty and she looked around, and the bottom of her eyes was full of water, but they were all faint points of light.

He rubbed his hands on both sides of his forehead vigorously, wanting to be sober.

But I found that the effort was in vain, and I thought I had used all my strength, but I couldn't even tickle it.

"Not lightly drunk."

Joanson pulled back into his chair and sat back beside her, followed by Aaron.

She seemed to hear someone's voice, very familiar, very close.

I tried to open my eyes, but I found that I didn't even have the strength to do so.

"I'm so hungry."

"If you know you're hungry, you should eat something before you drink."

Who is this, is it teaching her a lesson?

The mind in my head is already very chaotic, but the way of thinking about things has become simpler.

She pouted, "You care about me?" Whoever you are, care about me......"

"It doesn't matter who I am, at least I have a better brain than you anyway."

Hey, she even said that she had a bad brain!

She was a little angry, and raised her hand to hit in the direction of the sound, but accidentally pounced.

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