The hostess has unique killing skills

Chapter 134 Get Up and Drink Water
After Zhang Jinluan left, Bai Tang sat in the living room until 09:30 in the evening, without turning on the lights, and just sat upright like that.

At this time, she couldn't care about any fear and fear, and all she could think about were those few words Zhang Jinluan said.

With a "click", the door opened.

Then came a strong smell of wine.

The light was turned on, and the moment it turned on, the high-pitched female voice broke out powerfully.

"Fuck! You scared me to death!" Song Xinyu was so frightened that she almost sat on the ground, and she couldn't even get drunk, "Sitting here without turning on the light, you are going to scare me to death so that I can inherit my ant money ?!"

Bai Tang frowned, he was not used to someone yelling at home.

Song Xinyu kicked off her shoes, staggered to the sofa and sat down.

She was wearing a black skirt suit, which looked sexy and wild, and her hair was made into a big wave. She didn't look like a student at all.

"Have you been drinking?" Smelling the smell of alcohol, Bai Tang turned his head and glanced at Song Xinyu beside him.

"Well, how can you make money without drinking!" Song Xinyu was limp and paralyzed, and muttered, "These sons only give me so much money after drinking, it's too much..."

Bai Tang knew that Song Xinyu was going to work, but he didn't know what kind of job it was.

Looking at her today, no matter how stupid she is, she can know what she is doing with this job.

Sighing resignedly, Bai Tang got up and poured her a glass of water.

"Get up and drink water." His tone was undeniable.

Song Xinyu narrowed her eyes, looked at Bai Tang and laughed out loud, "Senior sister, you look just like my aunt now, with the same expression and tone, you know that?"

"Drink water."

Song Xinyu couldn't hold her back, so she had no choice but to support herself and sit up, took the cup and drank it down.

People who drink alcohol are always much thirstier than normal, and their throats are sour and hot.

"One more cup." She handed out the empty cup, smiling coquettishly.

Bai Tang glanced at her and poured her another glass.

"Do you work like this every day?"

"No, go on one, three, five, do other things on two, four, six, and stay at home on Sundays." Song Xinyu calculated with her fingers, her tongue was a little knotted.

"Do you really need money?"

"Of course!" Song Xinyu's cheeks flushed, and she waved her hands like an old man, "How can I do without some money? Besides, I still have to pay the rent!"

"I don't need to charge you rent..."

"Fart!" Song Xinyu fought Fang Yuanyuan when she got up, she grabbed Bai Tang's arm and gritted her teeth, "Did you accept it if you said no? Why don't you take pity on my pride? I don't have any pride! I'm rich! That's enough..." In the end, she seemed to be crying a little bit, and buried her head on the sofa, shaking her body.

Bai Tang frowned and didn't continue to ask.

Everyone has their own way of life, she has no right to interfere, and all she can do is to accompany each other quietly.

Bai Tang can understand that feeling. People who are crushed by reality don't need comfort and nice words, nor do they need a little bit of pity from anyone. What they really want to maintain is their poor self-esteem.

Song Xinyu cried and whimpered for a while, raised her reddened eyes, and fainted from the make-up, and the sofa cushions were all blackened.

"Sister, I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry to cook."

"My body is weak and I don't want to move." Song Xinyu's voice was limp, and he was completely lethargic.

"You want me to do it for you?" Bai Tang didn't quite believe it.

"Yeah." Song Xinyu sat up straight and nodded obediently.

"……I do not know how to cook."

(End of this chapter)