Fast Transmigration Big Brother Wants Candy

Chapter 422 God Says He Wants to Redeem Me (21)

This is where ordinary people of the blood race live.

Carlos also put on a black cloak and dressed low-key. He raised an eyebrow at Qiao Fei, "Did you never come here?"

They are aristocrats who have lived in tall and magnificent castles since they were young, and have never felt the fireworks of ordinary people.

It was night now, and the number of people on the street gradually increased, and the ordinary nightlife had just begun.

Qiao Fei's beautiful and delicate face was completely covered by a wide cloak, only her curving thin lips and white chin were exposed.

He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Carlos took Qiao Fei to a small restaurant with ease, and found a corner seat to sit down.

It is very lively here, the wooden tables almost fill the whole room, and there is noise and laughter everywhere.

A young man with a white scarf around his head came to their table and asked enthusiastically, "What do you two want?"

"Just order some small dishes and wine, and then a plate of grilled plates." Carlos opened his mouth and came here with his eyes curled up. He seemed to have fully integrated into the atmosphere, without feeling uncomfortable at all.

On the contrary, Qiao Fei, who came to this kind of place for the first time, was uncomfortable all over, and remained silent the whole time with a sullen face.

"Come on, guest officer, wait for a while." The young guy greeted and went to entertain others.

"Nonsense!" Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter from the table next to him. Someone pushed the mahjong in his hand and stood up excitedly, "Give me the money!"

Qiao Fei was taken aback and subconsciously looked over.

Seeing that the table was covered with square green stones, he looked at Carlos in a daze, "What is that?"

"This thing is called mahjong. It was passed down from the world. It's an entertainment game." Carlos is very familiar with these gadgets.

"The table at five o'clock is playing poker, and it's also passed down from the world."

"The game played at the table at eight o'clock is called truth or dare."

Qiao Fei had no idea what he was talking about.

Obviously he knows every word, why he can't understand the combination.

"The food is served." The young guy put a few plates on the table and introduced the next dishes: "Peanuts and cold cucumber, two bowls of rice wine, and a plate of skewers."

Carlos greeted warmly: "Try it quickly, it's absolutely delicious."

Qiao Fei picked up the rice wine expressionlessly, bowed her head and took a sip. It didn't have any spicy taste, but it was slightly bitter in the mouth, but after sipping it, there was a sweet aftertaste.

He looked at the attractive dishes in front of him, thought for a while, and then silently held out his fork.

The night has already completely swallowed the sunlight, and the night without stars looks dark and deep.

Carlos wanted to cry but had no tears.

Helplessly, he carried the blushing Qiao Fei on his shoulders, and flew slowly and low down the street.

If I had known that he would not drink, I would not have let him drink so much.

Qiao Fei was extremely uncomfortable being resisted, he struggled and said, "Put me down."

Carlos didn't want to talk to him at all, he is a big alcoholic now, if he is allowed to go by himself, what if he gets lost later.

He can't take this responsibility.

However, Qiao Fei was extremely restless, she turned around with her beautiful eyes wide open, exerted all her strength on her hands and feet, and managed to break free.

Carlos was flying in the air, caught off guard by his move, he let go without noticing.

Seeing the drunkard fall, he felt anxious.

(End of this chapter)