The hostess has unique killing skills

Chapter 274 Why Don’t You Go To Hell Cooking?

When Zhang Junhe helped Geng Cheran out of the bar, the surroundings were completely quiet.

This person spent almost 2 yuan in the bar, which is a waste of money!
At this time, Geng Cheran put one arm on Zhang Junhe's neck, wrapped it around and put it on the other shoulder, and leaned against Zhang Junhe limply like mud, his tall body looked a little sluggish.

Zhang Junhe glanced at Geng Cheran unhappily, and cursed again without holding back, "I really owe you the fuck, am I sick in the head? I have to come out to find you. Let me tell you, you'd better be grateful to Dade and hurry up." Get your sister away, brother and sister don't appear in front of me, you understand?"

The voice fell, and the people around him seemed to make a little noise.

Zhang Junhe was stunned, and turned his ear slightly, "What did you say?"

"Junhe..." Geng Cheran called out obediently again.

Zhang Junhe's body tensed for a while, and the tips of his ears felt a little hot.It took a long time to turn around.

"What a mess, tell me where you live now, and I'll take you back."

Geng Che ran silent, and fell into a complete coma again.

"Fuck, you don't want me to stand on the street with you all night, do you? I still have class tomorrow... Although it's not important, students have to go to class! I don't have time to spend with you, do you know? Tell me quickly Where is your home!"

The reason is not sufficient, but it is still enough for Zhang Junhe to make strong arguments.

It seemed that the position where he was leaning was uncomfortable, Geng Cheran moved his head unsteadily, and then moved towards the heat source.

The smell of alcohol lingers on the tip of his nose, it seems that Geng Cheran will not be able to wake up in a short time.

"Forget it, forget it, grandpa will take you back to live in the villa!" Zhang Junhe muttered, and luckily stopped a taxi with a wave of his hand.

The two sat in the back seat, Geng Cheran was still falling asleep in a daze, turning his head back and forth because of the steering of the car.

The next moment, his head slammed into Zhang Junhe's shoulder, as if he had knocked his temple, and woke him up all of a sudden.

"Hmm..." The dull pain exploded in his head, and Geng Che ran into a raving.

Zhang Junhe was hit hard on the head, and half of his shoulder almost lost his comprehension.

"Master, drive slowly, damn it, you hit me to death." Zhang Junhe turned his head and glared at Geng Cheran, who was on his shoulder and soon fell asleep again. The other party's gray hair was obvious, from Zhang Junhe's perspective , Geng Che's eyelashes are very long, and they are trembling.

Without him noticing, Zhang Junhe swallowed, and awkwardly turned his head away.

Soon after arriving at the villa area, Zhang Junhe took the drunk Geng Cheran to another villa at home.

At this time, it's not good to bother his parents when he goes home, so he took the alcoholic to sleep in another villa.

Fortunately, Zhao's mother often came to tidy up, so there was no dust in the house.

Turning on the light, the field of vision suddenly lit up, Zhang Junhe frantically threw the man on the sofa, and poured himself a glass of water.

Regardless of how tall and thin Geng Che Ran is, that weight is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

After drinking a full glass of water, Zhang Junhe walked to the other side of the sofa and sat down on his buttocks, looking at that person with disgust.

"Sleeping like a dead pig, I probably won't find out if I sell you."

He didn't know what kind of evil wind he had smoked, so he had to go to the Paradise Bar to bring him back.

"Low taste, return to Paradise Bar, why don't you go to Hell to cook?" Thinking of what to say, Zhang Junhe couldn't hold back his words.

(End of this chapter)