I will never give in to the scumbag male protagonist who wears books

Wen Yang opened the beer for the roommates and explained: "She is not feeling well today. I didn't let her come over originally, so she insisted on joining in the fun."

"That's right, why do women come to the boys' dormitory?"

"I'm afraid that if you are drunk, no one will collect your bodies."

"Haha~ If you feel uncomfortable, go back to bed quickly. Why are you joining in the fun here?"

"I want you to take care of it?!"

Seeing Ning Chu and Zhang Shaoqing bickering and arguing again, Wen Yang helplessly shook his head and looked at Meng Gourd, who had remained silent.

He picked up the wine bottle and touched it lightly with Wang Jie: "Here, drink some."

Wang Jie looked listless and took a sip of wine.

He wasn't a very good drinker. After just one bottle of beer, his face was already a little more rosy and his eyes were a little confused.

Seeing this, Wen Yang asked slowly: "Why did we have a quarrel? Tell us?"

Wang Jie, who had always been introverted, got a little tipsy and started chatting: "It's not really a quarrel. It's just that her family insists on a betrothal gift and won't accept anything less..."

"Betrothal gift? How much?" Zhang Shaoqing immediately came over, "Are you all planning to get married?"

"No, after talking about it for so many years, we have to talk about this kind of thing."

"

What did your girlfriend say? "

Wang Jie smiled bitterly and said: "She has tried her best, but her parents won't let go..."

Erpi looked at Ning Chu with a mean face and said, "Hey, how much is your family's betrothal gift? Can Wen Yang afford it?"

Ning Chu had never thought about this problem before, and nodded thoughtfully: "My betrothal gift seems to be hundreds of thousands..."

Wen Yang didn't expect that he wanted to comfort Wang Jie, but ended up trapping himself in it. When he heard this number, his face became nervous involuntarily.

I want to buy a house, a car, and hundreds of thousands in betrothal gifts...

Thinking about it makes me dizzy.

Wang Jie, who looked bitter just now, patted Wen Yang on the shoulder: "It's okay, just make money slowly."

That tone sounded a bit gloating.

Although I am miserable, when I see others who are even worse, I still feel happy involuntarily.

"You still have your parents to support you. Wen Yang is really miserable~" Zhang Shaoqing paused and asked curiously, "Ning Chu, are you from the provincial capital? How do I remember that the amount of dowry required for the betrothal gifts there has to be returned? How many?"

Ning Chu nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, my family is also very poor and cannot afford the dowry. How about giving me a random gift?"

"Auntie won't have any objections, right?"

"What objection can my mother have? I'm afraid she had to pay back when she got married."

Wen Yang was relieved when he thought of his future mother-in-law's previous marriage.

Now Wang Jie looked miserable again, and continued to drink in annoyance, and all the gloating about his misfortune was gone.

Why didn't he encounter such a good thing...

518. A bunch of drunkards!

Drinking can't solve any problems, but at least it can let people vent the depression that is suppressed in their hearts for a short time.

Just wait for the next day, those troubles that need to be solved still need to be solved.

Ning Chu moved a small bench and sat on one side, holding his chin with one hand and covering his sore lower abdomen with the other. He looked at the people drinking at the table and sighed leisurely.

She also wanted to participate instead of staying on the sidelines like an outsider, but when her aunt came, she could only drink some boiled water that Wen Yang had just boiled.

As a succubus with a sensitive constitution, if the menstrual cramps become severe, the pain may lead to coma and shock, so she really doesn’t want to take this risk.

"You really don't want the bride price?"

Wen Yang turned around and asked in a low voice.

"No, why do you want that thing?"

"I'm afraid that Auntie will feel embarrassed then..."

Her mother really wanted to save face, but Ning Chu still shook her head: "When we really want to get married, if you have no money, can my mother squeeze money out of your card? Or will she force us like Shao Qing's family? separate?"

Wen Yang thought that his future mother-in-law didn't look like that kind of person.

"Besides, you will become a millionaire by then~"

His little succubus had full confidence in him as always, and he agreed with a smile: "Indeed, I will buy you a villa and hire a few maids to serve you."

"I'll keep my word~ I want a foreigner's maid~"

"What are you dreaming about? There are no maids in my house, they are all old aunts."

no!We are young lovers chatting and bragging, what are you talking about? !

Ning Chu raised his head angrily and glared: "If you can't speak, just hold it in! You'll feel better when you're drunk!"

No matter what, I have to paint two turtles on Zhang Shaoqing’s face!

There was a knock on the door outside the house, and the grilled fish that Zhang Shao had counted was delivered.

Normally, ordering takeout is not allowed in the school dormitories, but all the deliverymen here are very clever. The broken iron fence outside the dormitory building has been repaired and broken, and there are stairs made of debris in the corners of the school wall.

Ning Chu quickly ran to open the door and returned to the folding table with the grilled fish somewhat clumsily.

"Here comes the grilled fish~"

The stewed vegetables he had brought earlier had long been eaten. Wen Yang took away the empty wine bottles on the table and lit two alcohol lamps under the grilled fish to heat them.

"Give me a piece first!"

Ning Chu held the disposable bowls and chopsticks eagerly, drooling as he looked at the fragrant grilled fish.

"Don't worry, wait until the fire boils before eating."

"Okay..." She swallowed and reminded Wen Yang, "You should drink less, otherwise I will have to leave you here."

"do not worry."

He said it was to reassure her, but Wen Yang already looked half-drunk before he even started eating the grilled fish.

There was no one in the whole dormitory who could drink enough. Before they finished drinking a box of beer, all three of them had a drunken blush on their faces.

With a "pop" sound, Ning Chu's attention fell on Zhang Shaoqing, staring straight at the cigarette hanging from this guy's mouth.

"Shall I go out to smoke?" Zhang Shaoqing's scalp was numb from that gaze, and he stood up with a mumble, "Women are trouble."

High blood pressure!

Sooner or later, this guy will be pissed off to death!

Even if Ning Chu was still a man, he would not want to smell second-hand smoke in this closed space with air conditioning on.

She had had enough arguments with Erpilian today, and she didn't bother to say anything more, so she just rolled her eyes.

I had to bear the consequences of the character design I wrote back then...

As the night progressed, the grilled fish was completely eaten, even the side dishes were not spared, leaving only a bit of soup.

The folding table was in a mess, and there were two empty wine boxes beside the table, as well as bottles and cans on the floor.

"Come! I'll show you another bottle!"

"Where's the wine? Why are you out of wine again?"

Zhang Shaoqing held up the empty bottle and shouted, Wang Jie had lowered his head in an extremely honest manner, and Wen Yang fell backward into Ning Chu's arms.

"Drink less..."

The development of the situation went beyond Ning Chu's expectations. She originally thought that a box of wine would be enough for several people to get half drunk, but as a result, the three grown men, who were full of worries, couldn't stop drinking.

When you give advice, you should sound nice, but when you drink it, it's not ambiguous at all.

She smiled bitterly and lowered her head, looking at Wen Yang, who was leaning on her chest. The head was extremely heavy, causing her chest to hurt.

"Wake up? Don't fall asleep." She gently shook Wen Yang's shoulders, "Did I really leave you here and go back by yourself?"

"Um......"

Wen Yang just murmured, his eyes still closed.

Ning Chu was extremely helpless and shook Wen Yang again: "Get up! It hurts me to press him!"

She no longer cared about Wen Yang's feelings, and tried her best to lift the head that was pressing on her. With her other hand, she swept the debris on the folding table to the floor, and let Wen Yang lie on the table and continue to sleep.

"drunkard!"

She breathed a sigh of relief and stood up with her hands on her hips. Seeing the three drunkards and the mess in front of her gave her a headache.

Why did you suddenly think that Wen Yang would have a drink with them?

In the end, she had to deal with the aftermath...

Fortunately, these people don't cry or make trouble when they are drunk.

Wang Jie had already gone to bed consciously, and started snoring as soon as he lay down. Wen Yang lay on the table unconscious.

Only Zhang Shaoqing, with a stupid look on his face, was holding an empty wine bottle and pouring air into his mouth. He murmured in confusion: "Where's the wine? Why is there no wine..."

He completely lacked his usual image of being careless and idle. He even looked a little stupid, as if he was mentally retarded.

Ning Chu was not in a hurry to clean up. He took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of everyone, especially Zhang Shaoqing.

This is valuable black history material!

In a few years, if there is a chance to have a dinner together, she will still be able to take out the photos she took today and make fun of them!

In more than ten years, if I can see their children, my nieces and nephews can see their ugly appearance~

Even when Zhang Shaoqing is buried, she will burn the photos!

"Okay...pack it up."

Putting away the phone, Ning Chu picked up the broom and bucket and tapped Zhang Shaoqing's calf twice: "Go to bed and lie down. Don't get in the way."

"Oh~ Why does it look like my mother..."

"Don't take advantage of me, I'm not as unfilial as you!"

Ning Chu always felt that he was at a disadvantage when Zhang Shaoqing called him "Mom and Dad".

The hygiene in the house was in a mess. She worked hard for half an hour before packing up all the wine bottles and takeaways and placing the garbage bags by the door. 3";5."

"Wen Yang, should I go back first?"

Arriving at the folding table, Ning Chu shook Wen Yang's body and asked.

It was summer, so she wasn't worried about Wen Yang catching a cold. Although it wasn't good to sleep on his stomach, she would climb into bed when Wen Yang woke up in the middle of the night.

No matter how hard a little succubus tried, she couldn't move this 1.9-meter tall person onto the bed.

However, as soon as he spoke, Wen Yang opened his eyes in a daze: "Let's go back together."

"Can you stand firm?"

Ning Chu carefully held Wen Yang's arm and kept complaining: "They say you should drink less. The more you drink, the more you drink. I can't persuade you."

"Okay now, how can I bring you back if you are so big?"

"I still have a stomachache today and I have to take care of you, an alcoholic."

Wen Yang didn't seem to listen at all. He just stared at Ning Chu's face with his eyes that were hard to focus.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Her face turned slightly red and she looked away nervously.

"Ning Chu... follow me and I promise you won't regret it..."

"You can make a lot of money in the future and spend it as you wish! Let Mom see that you have better vision than she does!"

The blush on her face deepened, and her complaining tone became lighter.

"You drank too much, so you won't do it next time."

"I don't look down on your little money either..."

519.Night Road