I've lost half of the entertainment industry

Chapter 387 Full of Routines

But when I think of the phrase "dispose of people", why do I always have the feeling of disposing of corpses?
Thinking of this, she shook her head violently, it was terrible!

"Get up quickly and take a taxi back." Leng Yixiao turned her face, and directly vented her anger on Bai Jingcheng, talking to him in a tone of gunpowder.

"Hold me." He suddenly opened his hands, his dark eyes filled with anticipation.

What the hell!

Leng Yixiao looked at him with crazy eyes.

There is something wrong with your brain!

"Then I won't go." Seeing her refusal, he seemed angry, turned his face away, curled his lips and picked up the wine bottle again.

Leng Yixiao: "????"

Originally, she wondered if this man was pretending to be drunk, but now that he looked like this, she began to deny her previous thoughts.

This must be too much to drink!
Otherwise, how could someone like Bai Jingcheng say such words and make such expressions.

Taking a deep breath, she grinned at him with a smirk, "Student Bai, how much is this?"

Leng Yixiao stretched out two fingers.

"Three," Bai Jingcheng squinted his eyes and answered quickly.

Then he shook his head violently, grinned, showing an innocent smile, "Hey, I lied to you."

Leng Yixiao: "????"

Not drunk?
"It's four!"

The answering voice was exceptionally loud!
Leng Yixiao: "????"

Well, it's drunk!

Zhang Wansong in the distance leaned closer to Qiao Ranran, said "tsk tsk" twice, and deliberately lowered his voice: "It's really smelly and shameless!"

Qiao Ranran also praised again and again: "You are worthy of being the actor!"

If the two of them didn't know the truth, they would have followed suit!

"Do you know your name?" Leng Yixiao bent slightly, showing a look of caring for mentally handicapped children.

"Leng Yixiao." He replied without hesitation.

"No, I mean what's your name?"

"Leng Yixiao."

Leng Yixiao: "????"

"You said it wrong, your name is mental retardation, your surname is mental retardation, do you remember?" Leng Yixiao said softly in a coaxing tone of a child.

"Oh." Bai Jingcheng nodded obediently.

"Then repeat it."

Bai Jingcheng: "Your name is Mentally Disabled, your surname is Zhizhi, and your name is Zhizhi. Do you remember?"

Leng Yixiao: "????"

There is a saying that MMP does not know whether to say it or not!
"I said, can you stop the ink marks and take the person away quickly." Zhang Wansong was really worried.

It's so late, he's still waiting to spend time with his girlfriend.

You can't just get rid of your good deeds just to help, right?

"Let's go, you are my son, I'll take you home." Leng Yixiao glared at Zhang Wansong angrily, then roughly pulled Bai Jingcheng up from the bench.

Unexpectedly, the other party's footsteps were unsteady, he hugged her neck straight, and threw himself into her arms.

Leng Yixiao: "????"

Is it such a dog?
"Son, let's go." Bai Jingcheng raised his innocent eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he was waiting for her to take him home.

But that "son" almost didn't make her vomit blood!

Is this man really drunk?

Why can't she take advantage of it?
It always feels like something is wrong there!

"Okay, you two have to hug and go home, don't let us watch here." Zhang Wansong started to make up the knife again.

"Zhang Wansong, did you say enough is enough, why don't you come over to help?" Leng Yixiao really couldn't bear it.

This person is 1.8 meters seven, she is 1.7 meters, she can't support it at all.

Zhang Wansong didn't say much now, he put down his cup and walked over to help, and the two of them just supported him and took him out.

　12nd more.

　　It's the limit!
　　Well, good night!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)