After picking a window position on the second floor and sitting down with Zhang Moran, Zhang Mochen looked around intentionally or unintentionally.

Today's Drunken Immortal Pavilion is still full of people as usual, not only are the tables and chairs in the hall full, but even the private rooms inside are closed, obviously there are already distinguished guests.

There are a lot of diners, but the atmosphere is a little weird, there is no noise in the past at this moment, some are just whispering, and after Zhang Mochen looked at him, he quickly retracted and pretended to be fine.

Zhang Mochen swept around indifferently, ignored it, and then whispered to Zhang Moran next to him.

At this time, the hotel owner trotted over, although he still nodded and smiled, but his words lacked the original awe, giving people a sense of hypocrisy. In this regard, Zhang Mochen also smiled bitterly in his heart, and there was no wave on the surface.

After Zhang Mochen explained according to the old rules, the hotel owner did not linger, turned around and shouted orders to the back kitchen.

Soon, several plates of steaming dishes and fragrant wine jugs were served, Zhang Mochen looked at Zhang Moran next to him who looked like he was about to drool and smiled slightly, and then sandwiched a piece of animal meat and put it in the latter's bowl.

Zhang Moran's eyes were bent into crescents, and then he swallowed the piece of beast meat in one bite regardless of the appearance, chewing it with taste, and smiling happily at Zhang Mochen.

"It seems that this Nizi has been spoiled recently!" Zhang Mochen was happy in his heart, patted Zhang Moran's head, smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all.

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Although he has been being followed by many cold eyes around him, Zhang Mochen did not take it to heart, and at this moment he seemed to only have Zhang Moran and the wine on the table in his eyes. The self-drinking cup after cup also made the slightly immature cheeks quickly flush a little.

"Yu Yan, are you really in retreat? or ?......?"

Zhang Mochen's face was expressionless, but he felt a little sore in his heart. If the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, Zhang Mochen directly opened the bottle cap and drank it in a big gulp. The effect of alcohol made Zhang Mochen no longer able to suppress the sourness in his heart.

Seeing that Zhang Mochen seemed to be borrowing wine to drown his sorrows, Zhang Moran snatched the wine bottle, and his fair face was full of heartache.

"Brother Mochen, you've drunk too much, let's go back. ”

Zhang Moran sat down next to Zhang Mochen and said softly while still holding the wine bottle on the table.

"Well, you're done?"

Zhang Mochen looked sideways slightly, looking at the pair of clear water eyes full of concern, and then he felt his gaffe, so he put away the worries in his heart and asked with a light smile.

"Well, let's go. Seeing that Zhang Mochen's demeanor returned to clarity, Zhang Moran's nervous pretty face also stretched a little.

"Okay, let's go!"

Zhang Mochen touched Zhang Moran's head, then got up and was about to leave.

Just as he was about to take a step, a figure blocked the way, Zhang Mochen fixed his eyes slightly, and saw Li Ziya standing in front of him with a sneer.

"I said Young Master Zhang, you are really Yaxing, you can still be so free and easy after failing to awaken. Li Ziya didn't seem to have the intention of giving way, looking at Zhang Mochen and sneering in a weird manner.

Li Ziya didn't seem to be happy yet, and without waiting for Zhang Mochen to speak, he ignored it directly, turned his face to Zhang Moran and continued to smile evilly: "I said Sister Moran, what future can you have with a waste, what do you think of my brother?"

"Shameless!"

Zhang Moran's beautiful eyes glared angrily, and her soft voice sounded a little tough because of a hint of anger.

"I'm shameless, I just want Sister Mo Ran!"

Zhang Moran's angry scolding did not make Li Ziya angry, but the latter was very useful.

"Get out!"

Zhang Mochen pulled Zhang Moran down behind him, and looked at Li Ziya with a lewd smile in front of him with a slightly drunk gaze.

"I know, your young master Mochen's mouth is powerful, I don't quarrel with you. Li Ziya looked at Zhang Mochen playfully again, and after sneering, his expression gradually became cold, "However, if you want to leave today, then step under me." ”

The chill in Zhang Mochen's dark pupils became thicker and thicker, like a cliff in a glacier, dark and cold. If it weren't for Zhang Moran, I'm afraid that he would have already started at this moment, even if he hit the stone with an egg, he would have to knock out a mark on the stone.

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, the door of a private room was slowly pushed open, and a black and white teenager stepped out of it. The young man's eyes locked on the noisy place, and he walked over calmly.

"Cousin, don't be rude, how can you say that Young Master Mochen is Yu Yan's friend, don't let him go!" Song Qingzhu said lightly to Li Ziya, although it was a reproach, but he couldn't hear the meaning of blame at all. The gaze that looked at Zhang Mochen was a little intriguing.

Li Ziya immediately put away his ugly face, smiled humbly at Song Qingzhu, and gave way to the intersection, and then stood behind Song Qingzhu with his head up, but the thief's eyes were still looking at Zhang Mochen playfully.

Hearing Song Qingzhu's words, Zhang Mochen chuckled in his heart, "Yu Yan?"

"Yu Yan is also your name?" Of course, Zhang Moran also heard the charm in his words, and when he saw Zhang Mochen's brows furrowed, he said angrily.

Song Qingzhu smiled indifferently, ignored Zhang Moran, and continued to be 'friendly' to Zhang Mochen: "I asked Yu Yan to have dinner tonight, this meeting should be coming soon, I wonder if Brother Mochen can have a drink with his face?"

Song Qingzhu's fake affection was like a dagger with a sharp handle, fiercely inserting Zhang Mochen's heart.

"No need, thank you for your kindness. Zhang Mochen smiled indifferently, "It's nothing, let's leave first." ”

"Okay then, Brother Mochen, please take care of yourself!" Seeing Zhang Mochen's calm expression, Song Qingzhu was obviously taken aback, he didn't expect a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy to have such a calm mentality. However, Song Qingzhu was only taken aback, and then showed a victor's smile.

Zhang Mochen squeezed out a stiff smile, and pulled Zhang Moran, who was still puffing up, towards the outside of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

Because it was night, it was dinner time, and the flow of people on the street was much sparse at the moment, and the crowded stone road that was originally flowing was a little empty at the moment.

Out of the gate of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, Zhang Mochen took a deep breath of refreshing air, the complicated feeling in his heart and the drunkenness on his face weakened slightly, and then smiled slightly, and walked towards the Zhang family with Zhang Moran.

didn't take a few steps, only heard Zhang Mochen snort softly, "Oops, I forgot to pay." Mo Ran, you wait for me. ”

"Well, good. Zhang Moran smiled, stopped and turned around, watching Zhang Mochen trot towards the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

Suddenly, the trotting figure suddenly stopped, as if falling into an ice cellar, and instantly stiffened.

Zhang Moran frowned, looked in the direction of Zhang Mochen's stiffness, and saw a blue familiar shadow step into the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.