Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 21 Breaking the Corner of the Mouth
Qingran overturned the wine poured by Song Shize.

The private room was completely quiet, Wen Siqi didn't even bother to ridicule Roland, and looked over secretly.

Song Shize took a new cup and poured it again. He pushed it in front of Qingran, who overturned it again with a wave of his arm.

Red Mao opened his mouth slightly, and Huang Mao and the others looked at each other.

After three times in a row, Song Shize lost his patience.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, "Li Qingran, can't you give me some face after being friends?"

"Forcibly brought me and my friends here, are you giving me face?"

The 'crack' lighter lit the cigarette in his mouth, and Song Shize spit out a cigarette.

He said: "Li Qingran, I really hate a good student like you who is pretending."

"What a coincidence!" Qingran said mercilessly, "I also hate you, a second-generation ancestor who is ignorant and incompetent."

Song Shize's face became hazy in the smoke, and after smoking out a cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt into the wine glass and clapped his hands.

"Li Qingran, let's make a bet."

Qingran hesitated for a moment, then asked him: "What are you betting on?"

Song Shize looked at the watch on his wrist, "It's [-]:[-], and I'll bet on whether Li Qingmo and Xie Ying'an can find you between nine o'clock."

In the huge city of F, if one hour is used to find someone, it is simply impossible.

Qingran is not interested.

It was rare for Song Shize to soften his temper, and changed his negotiating tone: "How about placing a bigger bet?"

Ruan Ruan yawned without hesitation, "There's so much nonsense, the people who talk about it are sleepy, what's the bet?"

Song Shize was about to speak when Roland, who had been sitting all this time, stood up from the sofa, and she glanced at Song Shize.

Said the first sentence of this evening: "It's time, I'm going back."

Song Shize nodded, his expression unchanged, and he randomly appointed someone to take Senior Sister Luo back.

Hongmao muttered: "Damn it, just sit here for two hours and you'll get 2000 yuan. It's nice to be a woman."

Wen Siqi ridiculed him: "So what if you're a woman? It also depends on your rank?"

Her friend blinked her eyes with smoky makeup and echoed: "Even if you have Luo Xiaohua's face, you must have the ability to pretend to be pure like others."

Perhaps it was because Song Shize himself was in a bad mood. The atmosphere in the private room has been very depressed today, and there is no birthday atmosphere at all.

A group of people gathered around here waiting to hear the bet, and Song Shize drank a few glasses of wine.

"How about this, Li Qingran," he put down the wine glass in his hand, "If Li Qingmo can find you before nine o'clock, I will never pester you again in school or outside."

"The other one." Qingran looked up at him.

The two looked at each other, and the bright light in the girl's eyes almost hurt Song Shize's eyes. He turned his face away and said bluntly, "If Li Qingmo fails to find you before nine o'clock, then you promise to be my girlfriend."

Ruan Ruan yelled at him fiercely, "Toads always try their best to eat swan meat."

Song Shize seemed to agree with this point of view, and he was not angry. He looked at Qingran: "How is it?"

Qingran disagreed: "I don't fall in love early."

"Then there's nothing to play." Song Shize spread his hands, and then changed the subject, "Until I leave, none of you can go back."

The private room became lively again, Song Shize stopped talking to Qingran, hugged Mai and Hongmao and screamed.

Qingran, Ruan Ruan and Wen Shiyi sat in a corner.

Ruan Ruan was so pissed off, "Song Shize is just crazy!"

Wen Shiyi agreed, "I don't understand, how could my sister get entangled with this kind of person?"

Qingran asked Ruan Ruan, "Ruan Ruan, do you still remember the last post in the school bar where Song Shize was very close to a girl?"

Ruan Ruan nodded, "I don't know who took the picture? But the person who is helpless even the second generation ancestor of Song Dynasty must be a big boss. I really want to worship the big boss."

Qingran lowered her voice: "Song Shize said Xie Ying'an took the picture."

"Huh?" Ruan Ruan was stunned, "My Brother An?"

"Yeah." Qingran patted Wen Shiyi's arm, "Shiyi, Song Shize didn't take your phone away. When you go to the bathroom later, send the location here to Xie Ying'an."

"Okay." Wen Shiyi replied in a low voice, and after a while went to the bathroom with the excuse of going to the bathroom.

Wen Shiyi turned on the phone screen and muted it with the sound of flushing water. She opened the school bar, and the posts of Song Shize and step-sister were still popular.

At the age of high school, which is neither embarrassing nor embarrassing, puppy love is like a forbidden fruit. Everyone wants to taste it, but they are afraid of the consequences.

So Song Shize and Wen Siqi's suspected puppy love, such an ambiguous picture, became a hot topic.

Wen Shiyi clicked on the gray avatar of the person who developed the post. Xie Yingan's name only had a simple period. She clicked on Follow, and sent the name of this KTV in a private message. After thinking about it, she still added her own name at the end. name.

Then flush again, delete the school bar, and walk out.

When Wen Shiyi came out, he happened to see Wen Siqi cutting the cake. The cake had three layers, and the cream on the top layer was almost all on the heads and faces of several boys.

Hongmao wiped the cream on his face with a tissue, and complained to Song Shize that he couldn't afford it, "Brother Ze, it's your birthday, so what's the matter with all the cream on my face?"

Song Shize, who didn't have a speck of cream on his face, smiled coolly, "Thank you."

After cutting the cake, their nightlife begins.

Song Shize took a sliced ​​cake from Wen Siqi, walked over and gave it to Qingran: "Take my joy."

The boy who has just turned 17, his brows and eyes have faded from the sharp corners,

It's rare to have a cute appearance.

Good upbringing made Qingran unable to say anything harsh at this juncture. She took the cake and pursed her lips with a smile: "Happy birthday."

The young girl is full of autumn water, and her smile has the meaning of allure.

"Why are you smiling at me like that?" Song Shize looked away and coughed unnaturally.

Soon he understood the meaning of Qingran's smile.

Because right at the next moment, large flakes of sweet cream smeared Song Shize's face, and he could barely open his eyes.

Huangmao, who was singing with a mic, saw it and yelled at the mic, "Damn it."

So the whole private room echoed with the echo of 'Fuck'.

Ruan Ruan helped Qingran take the wet wipes, and Qingran wiped her fingers one by one. During the process, she did not forget to return what Song Shize said just now: "You are the master, you should be more happy."

Wen Siqi hurried over to wipe Song Shize's face, Song Shize with a sticky face pushed Wen Siqi away, reached out and pulled an arm forward, then lowered his head and wiped the cream on his face.

"Fuck~" Huang Mao couldn't speak anymore.

Qingran was the first to recover, and she pulled Ruan Ruan back who was close to Song Shize.

Just after Qingran put the cream on Song Shize's face, Ruan Ruan was afraid that Song Shize would lose his temper and hit someone, so Ruan Ruan protected Qingran behind him like an old hen protecting its chicks.

When Song Shize realized that it wasn't Qingran's time, he also looked confused.

"Fuck!" Ruan Ruan squeezed out a word from between his teeth, "Song Shize, how dare you take advantage of my old lady."

"Don't disgust me." Song Shize's creamy face couldn't hide his disgust. He scanned the private room with his eyes, and then said mercilessly: "Taking advantage of you? You don't even look at it, the whole room Among the girls, you are the ugliest!"

Ruan Ruan is not beautiful, but Song Shize said that in front of so many people, how can she bear her violent temper?
Immediately, through Qingran, he raised his leg and kicked Song Shize's calf, and he didn't forget to say back: "You are the fucking ugliest!"

It was quieter in the private room.

Before Song Shize could get angry, the door of the private room was kicked open vigorously from the outside.

Song Shize turned his head to look, and the black figure was as fast as lightning. Before everyone could react, he punched Song Shize's mouth hard.

Song Shize took two steps back, looked at Xie Ying'an who beat him, wiped the corner of his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Oh shit!"

The boy in black looked at him coldly, and then glanced in Qingran's direction through the crowd. The little girl's eyes were clear, she didn't look like she had been drinking, and Xie Ying'an's tense expression eased a little.

Red Mao and Huang Mao stood behind Song Shize, one left and one right. The people who were having fun just now, seeing Song Shize being beaten, put down their things and walked over.

"Brother Ze, do you want me to fuck him?"

Li Qingmo, who was a step behind, was also a bit tactful. He looked at Song Shize, then at Xie Ying'an, and finally walked to Qingran's side.

Li Qingmo frowned: "Why are you hanging out with this kind of person again?"

Ruan Ruan was still angry, and she didn't care about the school bully Brother Mo at this time, she pointed at Song Shize, "Who would like to come? It wasn't this thing that forced us here..."

There was already a crowd over there, and the girls led by Wen Siqi were even cheerfully cheering for Song Shize.

Xie Ying'an's fists were ruthless, every punch he hit was at the corner of Song Shize's mouth, and no one else could pull him away.

After all, Song Shize had a lot of friends, and Xie Ying'an and Li Qingmo were no match for four hands. Fortunately, the KTV fight quickly attracted security guards.

The managers here all knew the eldest son of the Song family. Xie Ying'an and Li Qingmo knew they couldn't get anything here, so it was fun to beat Song Shize left and right, and they took advantage of the gap to drag Qingran and ran away.

Qingran didn't forget to grab Ruan Ruan, and Ruan Ruan happened to have Wen Shiyi by his side.

The corners of Song Shize's mouth were bruised. When he opened his mouth, even his teeth became loose. He could only clenched his fists and watched their backs disappear into the elevator.

This frightened the manager in KTV's suit and leather shoes. He asked cautiously, "Song Shao, do you want to call the police?"

"Report... hiss," Song Shize covered the corner of his mouth and inhaled, kicking over a few bottles of wine: "Report a fart, don't you think I'm not embarrassing enough?"

(End of this chapter)