Host, You're Targeted

Song Xiang's bar is large, and the hall on the first floor is enough to sit down on the pol owners.

The neon rainbow lights in the bar were turned off, the whole hall was illuminated by cold fluorescent lights, and the decorative trees on the windowsill were decorated with small blue serial lights, quietly adding color to the celebration.

Some of the young students of Pol are not yet young. Yu Hai and Qin Dashen alone come out and sit on a table. The rest of the adults are all sitting around a big round table.

There are various banquet and game facilities on the table. Song Xiang and the bartender put orange juice sprite Cola on a group of minors, and they put on all kinds of wine they need. They sat in front of the bar smiling and watched the big children play.

Yu Hai and qindashen wanted to talk to Songxiang, a peer of song Xiang, about life and ideal about retirement insurance. But adult children are too busy to pull them together.

Originally song Xiang also escaped, but Xu Qingdu looked at him as if it was really difficult to look like, he opened up to liberate him.

"Oh, don't bully my uncle! You can pull coach Yu and manager Qin! Don't bully my uncle! "

The people who pull song Xiang let go of their eyes and sit back to their own position with a smile.

"Good God crossing! Know the God! We are wrong to cross God! "

Xu Qingdu reached out to pour wine into his glass in front of him. He was satisfied with their actions, nodded and said, "very good, if you know something wrong, you will be a good child."

Sitting next to him, song Zhiye hums and looks up at the proud face of the child.

Song Zhiye looks at Xu Qingdu pour a glass of wine and prepare to drink, and the expression on his face changes suddenly.

Song Zhiye gathered his smile and clapped Xu Qingdu's head to let him back. When he looked back, "ah", he reached for a change of the wine in front of him and his empty cup, and stared at him.

"You're going to drink?" Song Zhiye looks like Xu Qingdu smiles, looks at him with his eyebrows. "You don't know that every time you drink, I will be punished, right? No drink! "

Just now, he was angry and asked to stop bullying his uncle's God Du, who became a poor little white rabbit. He raised a finger and talked with song Zhiye in a whisper and said, "I'll have a drink, can I?"

Song Zhiye thought of his every time to Xu Qingdu on the third floor feel back pain, he rubbed his eyebrows and heart to the right color way: "No."

After that, songzhiye took up the drink and drank it for a large part, put it back on the table, looking at Xu Qingdu and picking up his eyebrows.

"I've had this cup of yours, you can't pour it for yourself."

Xu Qingdu's eyes moved from the wine cup to the lips of songzhiye. He approached songzhiye and said, "I don't mind drinking the same glass with you. Can I really have one drink, will you? Captain I love! My dear brother Ye! Please! "

Song Zhiye swallowed his mouth and raised his hand in the eyes of the public to see the good play, and forced his eyes to be picked down from xuqingdu's face, and shouted to song Xiang, who sat at the bar, loudly: "uncle! Give the little Duff a glass of pearl milk tea! "

When Xu Qingdu was to drink pearl milk tea in the bar, a group of young students who could only drink Sprite Cola in orange juice were excited to straighten up their waist and twist their heads to look over Xu Qingdu.

Xu Qingdu mouth corner uncontrolled convulsed, unbearable in the table under the foot of song Zhiye.

"I want two pearls!"