Zhuang Mingwei's face was buried in his shoulder, but there was dampness and heat in his eye sockets: "Pingjin, I was quite scared just now, thinking that you really didn't pay attention to me anymore." ”

Zhao Pingjin gently pushed her away from his arms, looked at her with a gentle smile in his eyes: "How come." ”

"That's good." Zhuang Mingwei burst into tears and laughed, looked him up and down carefully for a long time, and then gently slapped him, and said angrily: "It's still so handsome, it's terrible." ”

Zhao Pingjin smiled: "You are still beautiful." ”

Fang Youran and Zheng Nanxu took the lead in applauding, and Chen Xu also whistled, but Gu Huan smiled faintly and clapped his hands casually.

The reunion of old friends is naturally inevitable to party all night.

After the early hours of the morning, the group went to Gu Huan's bar again.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I entered, I met Zhuang Youen and Rong Jin.

Fang Youran pulled down his little face with a click, but Gu Huan greeted the two with a smile.

Zhuang Youen was about drunk, Rong Jin wanted to help her, but she was thrown away several times, and the two were noisy and quarrelsome when they got together anyway, and everyone was not surprised.

"I'll go over and say hi." Zhuang Mingwei seemed a little helpless, and sighed lightly to Zhao Pingjin: "This sister has become more and more different in the past two years, and my father is helpless and has a headache." ”

"With you." Zhao Pingjin grabbed her wrist.

Although he quickly let go of his hand, Zhuang Mingwei still lowered his head slightly, and the corners of his lips were dyed with a smile: "Okay." ”

"Eun." Zhuang Mingwei called softly, looking at Zhuang Youen, who was paralyzed, as if she was a little helpless, and her eyes fell on Rong Jin's face again: "Rong Jin, En'en is drunk." ”

Zhuang Youen leaned crookedly on the sofa, and when she heard Zhuang Mingwei's voice, she lifted the messy hair on her face and looked at the person in front of her with a sneer.

"Mingwei." Rong Jin's gaze fell on Zhuang Mingwei's face for a long time, and then he slowly moved away, he glanced at Zhao Pingjin, and then looked away with a flat look: "Eun is drunk, I'll take her back first." ”

"That's okay, you can take Eun back quickly, she will have a headache the next day when she drinks heavily, and it is useless to take medicine, only the sobering tea cooked by Zhang's mother is effective."

Zhuang Mingwei said with a concerned face, and told Rong Jin: "You go back and wake up Mother Zhang quietly, don't alarm Dad, otherwise he will be angry again when he sees En'en like this." ”

Zhuang Mingwei Yin Yin admonished, Rong Jin responded, Zhao Pingjin's eyes fell on Zhuang Mingwei's face, and gradually added a touch of softness.

No matter what Zhuang Youen does to her, Mingwei will always be so frank and unrestrained, doing what she should do, and fulfilling her sister's responsibilities and obligations.

But when Zhuang Mingwei said a word, Zhuang Youen laughed sarcastically, her rudeness and ignorance formed a stark contrast with Zhuang Mingwei's proper and conscientiousness.

Rong Jin looked at her, and his eyes were safe.

"Eun, it's time for us to go back."

Zhuang Youen looked sideways at Rong Jin, she heard the trace of displeasure in his voice, Zhuang Youen felt pain and hatred, she shook off Rong Jin's hand and looked at Zhuang Mingwei: "I want this woman to help me up." ”

"Eun, you're messing around again......"

"Rong Jin, it's okay, I'll just help En'en up."

Zhuang Mingwei took a step forward and bent down to help her up, and at the moment of bending, Zhuang Mingwei clearly saw Zhuang Youen raise a hand and put it on the table in front of her, and there was still half a glass of wine in her hand.

Zhuang Mingwei just didn't see it, and sure enough, the moment she held Zhuang Youen's arm, Zhuang Youen quickly picked up half a glass of foreign wine mixed with crushed ice and splashed it on Zhuang Mingwei's face.

Zhuang Mingwei didn't dodge, she was splashed, and the broken ice cubes in the cup smashed a few red marks on her face.

Her forehead was soaked, clinging to her cheeks, and the placket of her shirt was also wet, leaking into her underwear.

"Eun ......"

The soft color of Zhuang Mingwei's eyes gradually shattered, and she restrained herself from biting her lip, but the circles under her eyes were already red.

"Mingwei ......"

Zhao Pingjin didn't expect Zhuang Youen to use such a childish trick, he glanced at Zhuang Youen unhappily, reached out to hold Zhuang Mingwei's wrist, and pulled her to his side, Fang Youran hurriedly took the tissue over, Zhao Pingjin took it, hesitated, but still handed it to Zhuang Mingwei: "You wipe it quickly." ”

Zhuang Mingwei glanced at him in a daze, she rarely showed such an aggrieved look, for a moment, Zhao Pingjin seemed to see Xu He, he was stunned for a moment, but quickly adjusted his mood, took off his coat, and draped it on Zhuang Mingwei.

"Zhuang Youen!"

Rong Jin saw that Zhuang Mingwei was so embarrassed at this time, and his angry face changed a little: "Apologize to your sister!" ”

Zhuang Youen played with the cup and looked at Rong Jin with a sneer: "Don't be delusional, let me apologize to her, Rong Jin, unless you are dead now!" ”

Rong Jin gritted his teeth, took a step forward, grabbed Zhuang Youen's shirt and lifted her up, his eyes were full of fierceness, "I'll say it again, apologize to your sister!" ”

"I don't have a sister, so my mother gave birth to me."

"Okay, then you apologize to Zhuang Mingwei immediately now!"

Zhuang Youen was almost unable to breathe when he grabbed the collar, but she still looked up and smiled at him, and spit out disdainfully: "No, but, can!" ”

"Rong Jin, forget it."

Zhuang Mingwei suddenly opened her mouth, her sideburns were soaked, and the makeup on her face was a little spent, a calm and confident woman on weekdays, but at this time she brought out a little pity for the delicate, she stood beside Zhao Pingjin, wearing Zhao Pingjin's coat, Zhao Pingjin supported her with one hand, how like a pair of beautiful people.

Zhuang Youen smiled more and more wantonly: "Brother Pingjin, you are like this...... Aren't you afraid that your little girlfriend will be angry? ”

She said, regardless of Zhao Pingjin's expression, and continued: "I met you at the racecourse that day, Brother Pingjin, the kiss marks and tooth marks on your neck are particularly obvious, come to think of it, your little girlfriend is also a bad temper." ”

"Speaking of which, your little girlfriend is still studying, Brother Pingjin, you've slept with people so many times, and now you're openly messing with wild women outside, isn't it?"

"Youen, don't talk nonsense......" Zhuang Mingwei looked like she was afraid that Zhao Pingjin would be angry, and gently dissuaded her.

Zhao Pingjin laughed lightly.

"I've always thought you were so naughty at a young age, but now it seems ......"

He still had such an indifferent look on his face, but Zhuang Youen had a sense of intent in his heart.