"I can't drink much." Song Huiyue said, just took a shallow sip of the wine in the glass, and put the cup down.

Xu Wenwen's amount of alcohol was very average, she dried all the wine, but Song Huiyue faked a meaning, which made her a little unhappy, but it didn't show it on her face.

Song Xi'er took a sip of juice, smiled at Xu Wenwen next to her, and said, "I want to go to the bathroom." ”

Xu Wenwen leaned back and gave her a way out.

As soon as she stepped out of the booth, she heard Song Huiyue's voice behind her, "Wait a minute, I'll go with you." ”

When she turned around, she stopped when she saw Song Huiyue getting up.

After the other party came over, he continued to walk in the direction of the bathroom.

Song Huiyue followed behind her, not saying a word.

Walking through the hall, the music was quiet, the aisle was a little deserted, and Song Huiyue's high heels stepped on the ground, making a very rhythmic 'rattle' sound.

The bathroom was just around the corner in front of her, Song Xi'er quickened her pace, and suddenly, Song Huiyue's voice sounded behind her, "I've wanted to see you for a long time." ”

Her brow furrowed, and she stopped.

Song Huiyue walked in front of her, the smile on her face was not as harmless as just now, but full of arrogance and coldness, "I heard that Zimo had a girlfriend before, I always wanted to meet her, and today, I finally met it." ”

“……”

Sure enough, Song Huiyue knew her.

It seems that her previous worries were not all cranky.

suddenly moved into her bedroom, probably deliberately approaching her, I'm afraid I didn't have any good intentions.

She looked at Song Huiyue expressionlessly, and her tone was a little colder, "I saw it, so what?" ”

"I don't want to do anything, I'm just curious about what kind of woman is who can keep Zimo with photos all the time."

"Goods?"

She was immediately angry.

"When it comes to goods, that's a better word to describe you, isn't it? Little Three. ”

The corners of Song Huiyue's mouth twitched twice, "I'm not a junior, Zimo loves me, and he's just playing with you." ”

"If you still have a photo while playing, is it sick?"

“……”

"I think you're not sick either."

"How can you curse?"

"Did I curse? I think it's some people who are scolding themselves. ”

"You ......"

Seeing that Song Huiyue was choked and speechless, Song Xi'er was in a much happier mood.

Chong Song Huiyue smiled, she said: "Lin Zimo's kind of goods, I'm tired of playing for a long time, you just picked up a leftover, what is there to be proud of." ”

"You ......"

"It's boring, too lazy to pay attention to you." Glancing at Song Huiyue, she held her head high and walked straight into the bathroom.

When she came out again, there was no trace of Song Huiyue in the corridor.

Back in the hall, across the stage, she saw Song Huiyue sitting on the card seat from a distance, talking to the waiter.

Soon, the waiter served the drinks.

She walked over and heard Song Huiyue say with a smile: "These are my wines, it's rare that you treat me as a friend and invite me to come out together, of course I want to express it." ”

Xiao Jia's eyes lit up with excitement when she saw those expensive wines.

She is a veritable little drunkard, especially greedy for glasses.

In contrast, Xu Wenwen's performance was very calm.

She sat down next to Xu Wenwen as if she was fine, and secretly sent a text message to Xu Wenwen on her mobile phone, the content of which was concise and to the point - the person who came was not good, pour her.

After Xu Wenwen read the text message, he understood what she meant.