When Jiang Fanxing pushed the door and came in, he saw Mu Qibao rolling his sleeve, picking up the wine bottle on the table, Gudong, Gudong, a bottle to the bottom.

The empty bottle banged on the table, then picked up the second bottle and drank it.

"Sister Qibao has a long face for her brother!" Dou Jingran grabs how to shout, pushes the net red face away in his arms, and picks his chin to another person sitting in the corner.

Mu Qibao glanced at Mao's grandfather and picked up the third bottle.

Jiang Fanxing rubbed his eyebrows and knew what they were doing without asking.

Some of the second generation of rich people with abnormal brain usually have nothing to do, so they like to play some exciting games.

Today's scene seems to block a woman's drinking capacity. In fact, the person who loses in the end can take the drunken woman away.

Lose money and win women.

What will happen in the end, of course, is self-evident.

Thinking that Mu Qibao might be in danger today, Jiang Fanxing's eyes suddenly cooled when he saw a room full of people.

Don't care so much, go forward to grab the wine bottle in Mu Qibao's hand, pull her to go out.

Mu Qibao Leng for a moment, wrist a force, Jiang Fanxing stopped, looking back at her, "Mu Qibao, you don't say you want to be a fairy?"

Mu Qibao took a puff from the corner of his eyes. He thought that the woman thief who was a little familiar in front of him was good-looking, but he thought that she was a little nosy!

"In the dark, my seventh master is a fairy!" The little fairy who was trampled on with money.

"Take your money and come with me." Jiang Fanxing is distressed. She knows Mu Qibao is short of money.

Mu Qibao is tall and thin, but he has a round face. When he gets angry, he seems to be cute. "Little sister, mind your own business!"

In Mu Qibao's heart, there are only two kinds of people in this world.

One is a good person who can make her money.

One is the son of a bitch who gets in the way of her making money.

For the former, she would give it up as a living ancestor.

The latter, she will beat him to see Yama.

At this time, her eyes at Jiang Fanxing become very dangerous. She seems to be warming up.

Jiang Fanxing knew her very well and was not annoyed. He patiently explained, "muqibao, I once promised you that if I leave that ghost place, I will help you realize your dream."

"What bullshit dream What are you talking about? " Mu Qibao blinked his eyes. Then he opened his eyes to see the woman in front of him.

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.

Mu Qibao, who has few books, has only these six words floating in his head.

This is the beauty. The more she looks, the more familiar she looks.

I do not know how and memory that pale bloodless and lifeless shadow gradually overlap.

"Big fool Jiang?" Take Jiang Qibao, you have a big brain

Jiang Fanxing has a black face.

Well, what should be remembered and what should not be remembered.

"Yes, yes, it's me. You can come with me now Jiang Fanxing just wants to leave here as soon as possible, not for fear of being recognized, or for fear that others will know that she has such a silly nickname.

"Still not!" Mu Qibao shook his head and thought, "wait for me outside!"

"Are you going back to get the money?"

"Yes Muqibao nodded, "don't worry, it's a piece of cake for me!"

Muqibao has been good at drinking since she was a child. One is heredity. The other is that when she was a child, her father would feed her a mouthful every day. As time goes by, the amount of drinking would increase.

Jiang Fanxing glanced at the people in the room. He could recognize a few of them, but they were not easy to provoke.

They won't let muqibao off easily today.

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