College Storm: Beautiful men are not easy to mess with

Chapter 133 The Betel Nut Man Without Self-Knowledge

"Someone invites you to drink? Who is it?" Si Yue asked, first took a sip from the wine glass, it was sour and sweet, and the taste was very comfortable.

"It's delicious." She said to the two of them with a smile.

Song Jiao and Wanwan also tasted it immediately, whoever invites it, it's up to him.Anyway, the taste is really good.

However, just because they ignore it doesn't mean others think the same way.

The three of them were chatting happily, and several men walked over there.

"How is it? Three beauties, does this wine taste good?" The boy with long yellow hair covering his eyes put his hands on the table, half bent over to face the three of them, and said with a smile on his face that he thought he was handsome. .

Si Yue turned his head and frowned. The boy's facial features are not bad, but I don't know if it is because his facial features are still OK, so he is so self-righteous. Apart from anything else, Si Yue only smelled it when he approached the opening. A burst of betel nut smell came over, and the whole person is very bad now!
"Whether it tastes good or not has nothing to do with you." Wanwan also frowned, obviously also unbearable by the smell.

The boy didn't realize it at all, he chewed very vigorously, and he didn't care when he heard Wanwan's words: "The wine was invited by me, for the sake of it, don't you mind if I sit down and have a drink with the brothers?" ?”

Can you imagine being surrounded by a group of people, all chewing betel nuts, and letting you smell that smell alone?

The three stood up almost at the same time as they sat down: "I'm sorry, I think we mind you sitting here." Song Jiao said with a cold face.

"Haha." The boy opened his mouth and laughed loudly: "Beauty, don't be so reserved? It seems that you are here for the first time, so you don't know who I am."

His self-righteousness is as unbearable as the betel nut in his mouth.

"Get out." Si Yue was angry, if this went on like this, she felt like she was about to throw up.

"Bitch, how about being shameless? You really think the young master's wine is so delicious?" The boy also stood up angrily, and spoke to Siyue.

Song Jiao still had a cold face, so he called the bartender and served six glasses of CT: "Double repayment, take it and go."

The boy felt ashamed, looked at a few people, and said sternly: "You, you, wait for me."

What is even more surprising is that a group of boys actually took a few glasses of wine away.

Almost in the next second, Siyue and Wanwan were lying on the table.

"Finally left, if you don't leave, you will definitely spit them all over."

"It's too overwhelming, my stomach hurts." Wanwan said pitifully with a wrinkled face.

"How about, let's go." Song Jiao also felt uncomfortable.

Betel nuts are like durian stinky tofu, only those who like them can appreciate them.

"No, we just came here, and we haven't seen it yet."

"Yeah, and besides, that woman just now is waiting for us at the door with someone."

Wanwan was lying on her side, and suddenly saw a face she seemed to have seen before. She turned around and looked at the two of them: "Sister Siyue, you are really a crow's mouth."

"Anthracene?" Si Yue was puzzled.

She pointed to a group of men and women who were obviously looking for someone not far away.

Si Yue looked over curiously: "Hey, girl with heavy make-up. Could she be looking for us?"

Song Jiao also looked over there, estimating the situation: "The probability is greater than 90.00% nine."

(End of this chapter)