The spiritual energy is revived, and the Eight Gate Dunjia starts immediately.

。。。

"Damn, I'm just a little itchy at the base of my thighs, scratching it, don't slander me!"

"Don't say it, I understand, lewdness is the first of all evils, color is a steel knife to scrape bones, and refusing to gamble and drugs starts with you!

"Brother Heng, are you sure you're embarrassed to say this? I don't even have some of your little information.

Song Heng coughed tactically, "I have long quit that thing."

"Hey, hey! Then show me your phone. "

Fuck you!"

Even if he Song Heng is going to die, he will format his mobile phone before he dies.

Leave innocence in the world.

"Song Heng, here."

At this time, almost everyone in the third class of high school arrived, and the party officially began.

The two were chatting with great interest when a pleasant voice came from behind him.

Song Heng looked back, and it turned out that it was Zhao Qingxue and a few of her girlfriends waving to him and motioning for him to sit down.

Today's Zhao Qingxue is also dressed up amazingly, with light makeup, a pink full-shoulder short-sleeved T-shirt with a gray high-waisted pleated skirt.

A pair of long white legs are eye-catching.

Zhou Ye also cheekily went over with Song Heng, Zhao Qingxue was hopeless, but her best friend didn't look bad, maybe she had a chance.

Zhou Ye, Song Heng and Zhao Qingxue and her two girlfriends just made up a table of five people.

The banquet hall on the entire second floor has more than 11 tables, all of which are five people per table.

The dishes here are really good, what shark fin rice, fruit platter, Boston lobster, steamed sea bass, etc., Song Heng directly incarnated as a crazy little prince.

And there is actually Wuliangye, just smelling it, I feel that the wine is rich and pure, although his alcohol is not very good, but this kind of wine of thousands of yuan a bottle has to taste more or less.

Pour a small cup and take a sip of it, and the feeling will come up instantly, after all, 52% power is not a joke.

His face twitched, as if he were wearing a mask of pain.

Compare with Xuehua silently in my heart, forget it or not.

"Song Heng, do you have any plans for the next two months of vacation?"

Zhao Qingxue asked curiously.

Song Heng replied to her without thinking about it, "There are still two months to go, and I am going to sharpen my strength in the martial arts arena and strive to make my strength go to the next level."

She also clenched her little fists when she heard this, "Then I can't lag behind, I'll go with you and strive to break through to the Awakening Realm before school starts."

Song Heng hesitated.

"But your ability is supportive, so it's hard to fight!"

Zhao Qingxue smiled, don't worry, I'm also very strong.

Song Heng's persuasion was fruitless, so he had no choice but to give up.

Song Heng and Zhou Ye felt bored, so they kept fighting there, and after drinking the first bottle of wine, Zhou Ye simply stopped playing.

It's not interesting, isn't this bullying? Every time you lose, you lose.

After three rounds of drinking, many people confessed to their favorite people by being drunk.

The people around were also shouting and coaxing, and the atmosphere was very good.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingxue was no exception, and even the two best friends around her whispered in her ears to encourage her.

Her face was flushed, and her heart kept telling the woman chasing the man.

Finally, after she did a good job of psychological construction, she was about to blurt out the words that she had been holding back for a long time, but she was suddenly interrupted.

"Brother Song Heng, I salute you and wish you a bright future."

Zhao Wen, who was at the table next to him, walked over slowly and toasted him.

Seeing that someone took the lead, other students also came over with a glass of wine to imitate.

Song Heng naturally couldn't refuse, so he could only drink cup after cup.

It wasn't until the last drink was over that it stopped.

Now he felt that he was only one step away from ascending to heaven.

Zhou Ye looked stupid on the sidelines, "When did Brother Heng drink so well, he used to pour two glasses of beer at the barbecue stall, but now he actually drank more than 20 glasses of Wuliangye,!"

"Song Heng, don't drink it, how drunk do you look?"

Zhao Qingxue held him with a concerned hand.

"I... I can still drink, Song Heng's face turned red drunk, and he said in a blur. "

In fact, he was able to drink so much high-altitude wine without pouring, completely thanks to his cultivation of the Immortal Sutra, and his physical fitness was greatly improved.

But now he was at the end of his crossbow, and as soon as he said this, he fainted.

"Zhao Xiaohua, why don't you take Brother Heng back to rest first!"

He is like this now, let alone attending the party, and it is a question of whether he can even go back later.

Of course, Zhou Ye knew what Zhao Qingxue meant to Song Heng, and as a good brother, he decided to help Song Heng.

Zhao Qingxue blushed a little, but still agreed.

"Okay then, I'll take him back to rest first, and we'll get together again when I have time."

After a while, after Zhao Qingxue helped Song Heng to say goodbye to everyone, she took him to open a room at the front desk.

Everyone cast envious glances, "What a pair of golden boys and girls." "

That's not it, don't forget that Goddess Jiang is also interested in Song Heng."

"Alas! Appearance, strength, and talent have been crushed in all aspects!

"All of a sudden, I also felt that Nuwa was not very fair."

"Plus one."

Zhao Qingxue had a lot of effort to help Song Heng to the room.

Song Heng fell directly on the bed in a big shape.

He was still muttering, "Don't rob me Yasuo!" When

she heard this, the whole person instantly stopped, how big is this addiction, she is drunk like this and still thinking about the game.

Looking at Song Heng's face, the more he looked at it, the more fascinated he became, sitting on the edge of the bed and caressing it gently.

There are words in the mouth.

"Color embryo, you know what? I really like you.

"I'm afraid you don't know that when Uncle Song was alive, he discussed with my parents to set a doll for us when he was six years old!"

"When my father and your parents died on the battlefield, you were obviously very sad, but you continued to comfort me."

.........

"When I was 15 years old, I was kidnapped by human traffickers, and it was you who risked your life to rescue me, and I still remember it clearly, when I blocked a fatal knife for me, but I still said recklessly, don't be afraid, no one can hurt you in this hero."

"At that moment, I really felt like I would identify you in this life."

"But you elm pimple didn't know what I meant to you for so long, and every time I wanted to show you a relationship, I didn't have the guts."

"Until the appearance of Sister Ling'er made me feel a sense of crisis, I was afraid that she would snatch you away from me, and I was afraid that I would completely lose you."

"I was overwhelmed by her bold gestures of affection."

"You know what? Except for Mom, you're the only one for me.

As she spoke, she shed tears.

Tick! Tick!

Tears fell on Song Heng's face.

Then he held Song Heng's head and kissed it on his lips.

She closed her eyes affectionately, feeling that time was permanently frozen in this moment.

.........

After a long time, her lips parted, and she gently stroked Song Heng's cheek with a slightly red face.

"That's what kissing feels like."

"I really envy Sister Ling'er for taking away your first kiss, but I will never lose to her, so what about fair competition, I will not lose."