After the male protagonist escapes from death, he turns around to the Shura Field

Chapter 23 This is called the damn desire to win between men
The two people on the carriage were relatively speechless. Song Yanqing didn't know what to say, and Tang Wanyin didn't know what to say either. The atmosphere at this time was very awkward.

Embarrassed, Tang Wanyin wanted to dig out a large courtyard with five in and five out with her toes on the spot.

After finally arriving at the restaurant, he placed the menu in front of Tang Wanyin and let her choose whatever she wanted.

In line with the principle of never being frugal if you can be extravagant, Tang Wanyin waved his hand: "As long as it's expensive."

Listening to her heroic words, the waiter couldn't help but turn his head to look at Song Yanqing. The man nodded lightly, and then the waiter went down to prepare.

"Ms. Song, you won't mind if I order so many."

Tang Wanyin spent other people's money, but also had to disgust them. Fortunately, Song Yanqing already knew what kind of temper she was, so he reached out and poured himself a cup of tea.

Then he slowly said: "Do I look like such a stingy person?"

My original intention was to say that I was generous with my money, but Tang Wanyin wanted to nod, but there is no one in Linjing who is stingier than you.

She had remembered one thing for so many years and still hadn't forgotten it. She didn't know whether to praise him for his good memory or for being cautious.

"That must not be the case. As long as Mr. Song doesn't mind."

"Actually, those words I said back then were not all lies."

Tang Wanyin paused for a moment, supported her head with one hand, and looked at Song Yanqing. This sentence was a bit tentative in her heart. She wanted to see what Song Yanqing's attitude towards her was now.

The expression on the man's face did not change at all, but when he lowered his head to drink tea, a different kind of light flashed in his eyes.

"Didn't you say that the past is in the past?"

He put down the cup in his hand and asked back calmly. Tang Wanyin smiled and dragged the stool closer to him: "I was not sensible before, but it was sir who did something wrong today. Why don't you apologize to me?" "

The girl's smile was as bright as the sun. She sat close to her and spoke as if she had a hook. Song Yanqing sat back and looked at the obviously malicious smile on her face.

"If you have anything to say to Yinyin, you might as well just say it. You laugh so hard that my heart goes crazy."

He didn't speak politely. Tang Wanyin sat up straight, and it was really bright with a little sunshine.

"Sir, don't you want to apologize to me?"

After finishing speaking, Song Yanqing picked up the cup of tea again and was about to drink it. Tang Wanyin reached out to stop him: "There is no sincerity in using tea instead of wine."

“Drinking is what counts.”

Xiao Wanzi said that Song Yanqing never drinks alcohol, and asking questions after getting him drunk is called paying attention to people and doing things.

Song Yanqing raised his eyes and saw the excitement in her eyes. She was not a person who could hide things, so she didn't know what she was holding back.

But if you think about it differently, it's strange that he and she can get along peacefully.

Every time I told her not to have anything to do with her anymore, I couldn't remember it every time, so she really deserved the punishment.

He poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp, looking at Tang Wanyin with a somewhat searching look in his eyes.

When Tang Wanyin saw that his glass was empty, he refilled it directly. Song Yanqing didn't say anything and drank silently. It was obviously Song Yanqing who was drinking, but Tang Wanyin was excited by it.

She forgot that her legs were not healed yet, so she was about to stand up with the wine bottle in hand, and fell into Song Yanqing's arms off guard.

The man stretched out his hands to wrap around her waist, and their eyes met. There was a layer of red on his face, whether it was because of the alcohol or the blush.

"You guys, what are you doing?"

The half-open door of the elegant room was completely pushed open. Jiang Yao stood at the door with a dark face. What did he see, his sister and Song Yanqing?
"Ah, Jiang Yao."

For some reason, Tang Wanyin suddenly felt guilty that her husband was discovered by her husband when he was away from home and had a tryst with someone else. She wanted to get up, but the hands holding her waist refused to let go.

"Yinyin fell down."

Song Yanqing's fingers rested on Tang Wanyin's back, and he turned his head to look at Jiang Yao with a bit of provocation. He saw Jiang Yao take the person away that day, but today he can win the game. "Hey, can I get up by myself, sir?"

Tang Wanyin shouted, and Song Yanqing let go of his hand with a bit of reluctance: "I drank to apologize to you."

The implication is that what happened today is over.

It wouldn't be a big deal to say this openly, but he just said half a sentence, and he said it in such a way that it made people think. Anyone would think that he meant something.

Jiang Yao walked in and sat next to Tang Wanyin. He directly pulled up a chair and pulled her over with the chair: "Sister, did you make Xianggong Song angry again in Xuezhiguan today? I told you to be patient, but you didn't listen. .”

He took out a clean handkerchief and wiped off the wine stained on Tang Wanyin's fingers. Tang Wanyin did not resist such intimacy, but instead called Jiang Yao.

Song Yanqing folded her hands, a little impatient, thinking she had a place for him in her heart, but when Jiang Yao came, she pushed him far away.

"Sister, what were you doing just now?"

Jiang Yao showed an expression that was half-smiling, and now it was Tang Wanyin's turn to think that his expression was a bit heart-warming.

"The situation is what you just saw. The specific situation is this."

She didn't know how to explain it. She couldn't say that she wanted to get Song Yanqing drunk.

Tang Wanyin's hands were almost red from being rubbed by him. She cried out in pain, and Jiang Yao came back to his senses. He threw the handkerchief to the ground with a smile, and then said: "It's okay, sister can do whatever she wants. .”

It was a coincidence that he came here. Who would have known that he would meet Tang Wanyin by chance, and bump into the two of them in such an intimate posture.

How could he not be jealous? He was going crazy with jealousy.

"Yinyin, can you forgive me for what happened today? It's because I, as a bad teacher, have made you feel wronged."

Song Yanqing thought the fire was not burning brightly enough, so he suddenly added more firewood. Jiang Yao looked at him with a smile on his lips: "In this case, how can Mr. Song pay for just two glasses of wine?"

He stood up and filled the wine glass in front of Song Yanqing again, and also poured wine into Tang Wanyin's glass.

"How about I have a couple of drinks with Mr. Song?"

"But it's disrespectful."

Tang Wanyin was pushed aside by them. The two of them seemed to be deciding who would win or lose based on who had the best drinking capacity. They kept talking to each other while drinking.

[Little Maruko-chan, I feel something is wrong. 】

[Host, this is called the damn desire to win between men. 】

They are not using their drinking capacity to determine victory or defeat, but using their drinking capacity to engage in a silent duel.

"My sister and I grew up together as childhood sweethearts. During this time, it was hard for Xianggong Song to take care of us at Xuezhiguan."

Jiang Yao's hand fell on the back of Tang Wanyin's chair. This action had a clear meaning of absolute ownership, as if he was telling Song Yanqing that no one could get in on their relationship of more than ten years.

"In this case, how come Yinyin still runs away from the marriage? She must be dissatisfied with the baby marriage. No wonder, she is very independent."

Song Yanqing knocked her hand on the table, pursed her lips and smiled softly, and blocked his words with a few strokes.

"Xiangong Song is really humorous. Chiyang is not the Marquis of Shunkang. My sister just returned to Linjing, so she can't be considered as escaping from marriage."

"I never like to joke."

Listening to their bickering, Tang Wanyin wanted to stop, but the two people were obviously over the top now and couldn't persuade them at all.

Sure enough, Maruko-chan is right, this is called the damn desire to win between men, and they will not leave unless they can tell the difference between winning and losing.

　Let's let Sister Tang come to the scene of the elementary school chicken quarrel to see what's going on.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)