MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 514 Which fireworks are really awesome

  Chapter 514 Which company's fireworks are really awesome

   Su Yu, who was still watching the fire in the garden while calling Ye Liang on the phone, was suddenly pulled away by the person next to him.

  He looked over, and the boy pointed in another direction.

  Su Yu looked along, and in the large French windows, a group of people's eyes fell on the dull-looking person standing on the stairs.

   "Hello, what's up?"

  At this moment, the phone Su Yu dialed was picked up, and Ye Liang's voice came from inside, "We'll be there soon, do you want to bring something?"

  With a shake of his hand, Su Yu accidentally hung up the phone that was connected just now.

  On the other end, Ye Liang listened to the beeping sound in his ears, and took down the phone in doubt, a little inexplicably: "What are you doing?"

  On the other end, Su Yu glanced at the phone with the screen turned off, and silently put it back in his pocket.

  He has already found the answer, so there is no need to contact him.

  Looking at the acquaintances in the room, what Gong Jiuhan thought was Jun Gu's sentence: Apart from me and you in the room, where did other people come from?

  She tilted her head to meet the noble young master who came out of the kitchen, and tilted her head.

   That's what you said, no one at home?

   "Come down," he stepped forward and ticked the boy's finger that landed on the handle of the stairs, with a smile as usual in the corner of his eyes: "They're coming home for the Spring Festival, you won't be bored anymore."

  Boom—

  Everyone felt their scalps go numb, as if they had heard something extraordinary.

  What do you mean you won't be bored anymore?

  The days when the coach of the Love Palace didn’t go to the club, did he live with Boss Jun?

  So, cohabitation is a real hammer?

   Staring at the calm person for a while, Gong Jiuhan hooked his lips after all, went down the stairs, and greeted the people who stood up in the living room:

"Happy Spring Festival."

   "Happy Chinese New Year, Coach Gong."

  Ye people mechanically leaned over to salute, and had fun with the conversation, racking their brains in their consciousness before flying back: They just knew something was wrong between the two of them, and they already lived together?

   Does the rocket have such a fast speed?

   Glancing at the calm and self-possessed man with a half-smile, Gong Jiu gently pressed the tip of his tongue against his lips.

   Really, in order to make the relationship between the two public, they will do everything possible.

   He even made up lies to deceive her.

   Did she feel that if she knew that people were there, she would not come down to avoid suspicion?

  When she was Gong Jiuyin, who was she?

   While no one was paying attention, Jun Gu leaned closer to her ear, "I thought you were asking about the bedroom."

  Passing his forehead lazily and casually, Gong Jiu stared at him silently, and snorted between his lips.

  Who would believe this?

  She turned her head to look at Ye Rumeng who was sitting not far away: "How's the training going? Can you win the competition?"

Ye Rumeng, who had been secretly poking at the two people who were swaying towards me, was caught off guard by being called. He was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Don't worry, coach, I will definitely get you this time." The champion is back!"

  In the winter women's single combat municipal competition, even if she can't win a small champion, where will her beautiful little face be put?

   What surprised her was that even though Gong Jiuhan didn't go to the club much during this period, he knew her situation well.

   This shows that she has not forgotten them at all!

  Nodding her chin, Gong Jiu silently glanced at the people who were always secretly looking at her, and clicked her tongue when the other party was dodging and shrinking.

  Ye Rumeng suddenly tensed up: "What's wrong, coach?"

   Could it be that her fighting spirit is not high enough?

  Why does the coach have such an expression? It's a bit scary!

Realizing that he had inadvertently scared the little girl, Gong Jiu pressed his thumb between the browbones, sending a bit of hostility in his eyes: "It's nothing, your physical skills have improved pretty well, go back and practice your speed .”

  Ye Rumeng's eyes lit up, and she immediately understood what Gong Jiu meant, and she nodded crisply: "Yes, I see, thank you coach!"

  Seeing Ye Rumeng, who had a fierce voice to herself but smiled so happily to others, Jiang Xiying sat in the group of teenagers, peeling off the orange peel in her hand angrily.

   Throwing a piece into his mouth made him frown immediately.

   With a backhand, he threw the orange back into the fruit bowl.

  What a broken orange, so sour!

   Still biting his ears, and getting close to someone without knowing their gender?

  Looking at that side, he felt more and more the sour taste in his mouth rising again.

  While Jun Gu was analyzing the situation for the two team members, Ye Rumeng quietly approached Gong Jiuan, whispered something in a low voice, and quickly retreated.

  The boy, who was apparently sloppy at first, suddenly paused at the corner of his eyes, and looked up at her.

  Ye Rumeng raised her lips and smiled back.

  Gong Jiu stared silently for two seconds, and a moment later, he hooked his lips in a smile.

  Just now Ye Rumeng said in her ear, you have always been my idol, God G.

  Swept across the people present, and landed on the faces she was almost familiar with, Gong Jiu laughed dumbly.

   Unexpectedly, among the crowd of people, the first one to spot her was that lively girl with bright eyes who didn't get along much.

  The night shrouded below, and the people inside and outside the apartment were noisy and full of excitement.

  They are all members who did not go home for the Spring Festival because of the competition. They gathered here today, cheering for the glory in the future.

   Their future is full of passion.

   At the end of the fun, people fell into the fine wine brought by Jiang Xiying, shouting that they would be the next fighting superstar.

  Ye Rumeng also drank a lot, Xuetuan's face was also stained crimson, and she looked even more wanting to take a bite.

   She patted her cheek, stood up and took two unsteady steps, then stopped.

   He lowered his eyes and looked on both sides of himself.

  There was doubt in his eyes.

   By the way, what is she going to do when she stands up?

   She racked her brains for a while, then suddenly patted herself on the head.

   "By the way, go to the toilet..."

   Coming out of the toilet, she turned around, and suddenly someone grabbed her wrist and pulled it against the wall.

  The coldness and hardness from her back woke her drowsy head a bit. She raised her eyes to look at the person who imprisoned her, and was a little annoyed: "Jiang Xiying! Get up, old lady!"

  However, she couldn't push it.

  Drunk people are like dead pigs, so heavy that people want to scold their mothers.

   "I don't know where the problem of getting drunk and messing around comes from, shit!"

  The person in front of him seemed to be drunk, and his long, narrow and sentimental eyes were looking at her with downcast eyes.

  Ye Rumeng turned her eyes away, but didn't look at him, thinking in her mind how to knock the drunkard down with one blow, so that he couldn't even get up.

  Just as he was thinking, a touch of warmth was printed on his face unexpectedly.

  She froze and froze in place. The moves that had been in her mind suddenly disappeared and turned into a blank.

  Ye Rumeng's flushed face kept shaking, causing Jiang Xiying to shake her head.

   No, I want to take a bite.

  In fact, he did.

  Feeling a bite on her face, Ye Rumeng recovered from the daze, raised her hand, and slapped it on the head of the person in front of her.

   "Damn! Ye Rumeng, you are really playing!"

  Jiang Xiying, who was patted with staring eyes, covered her head, but didn't let go of her wrist.

   Just shaking his head and looking down at her, the corners of his eyes were full of annoyance: "I've woken you up from the wine!"

  Ye Rumeng rolled her eyes: "You are allowed to bite me and I am not allowed to beat you! The landlord's son, you are so overbearing!"

  I didn't feel the slightest bit of force with which palm I just used.

  Jiang Xiying laughed angrily.

  He squeezed her wrist with one hand, and raised the other hand to put it on the wall behind her, leaning slightly to get closer to that delicate and lovely face, his narrowed eyes were raging maliciously:

   "Little Tiger, I'm sober, how can I confess my love to you?"

   I really can't understand how stupid this person is. It's not like Ye Rumeng who has been entangled with him a lot. Leaning against the wall, he scoffed: "You, who can't spit out ivory, are not afraid of other girls..."

   Halfway through speaking, she suddenly paused, "Wait, what did you say?"

   Who are you confessing to?

  But the person in front of her turned her head and looked not far away, with the tip of her tongue on her cheek, and leaned close to her ear: "I said, when I'm sober, I can't use the strength of the alcohol to confess my love to you."

  Boom—

  It was like a firecracker, blowing Ye Rumeng from his feet to the top of his head.

   "You, what did you say?"

   Sure enough, she was so drunk that even the words of this drunk could distract her.

  Ye Rumeng shook her head, and was about to push the person away, but her jaw was suddenly strangled.

  A strong aroma of wine came to my face.

  The guy with the drunken face just like that, blatantly and unscrupulously, pecked on her mouth.

  He sighed: "In this case, I can only go hard."

  In the shocking fireworks, Ye Rumeng heard him spit out word by word: "Ye Rumeng, I like you, I really like you, not to trouble you, not to tease you, and not to lie to you."

   It just so happened that the fireworks outside were deafening, making the night as bright as day in an instant.

  Ye Rumeng could only feel that her heart was pierced to pieces by the sudden fireworks, trembling unceasingly.

   It also made her feel like she was in a dream.

   Not true.

  Jiang Xiying lowered her head and leaned against Ye Rumeng's neck, her warm, alcohol-smelling breath continuously sprayed on her neck.

   "Little Tiger, I really don't know that girl, and I never thought about retiring the engagement," he murmured aggrievedly, "But you are so fierce, you don't even give me time to explain..."

   As he spoke, he rubbed his body softly: "Mengmeng, I'm dizzy..."

  The voice near the ear gradually faded away, and then slowly returned bit by bit.

  Ye Rumeng raised her hand to clasp her ears, but only touched a warm body.

  She looked down at the person leaning against her neck, and blinked.

   This person didn't have the hateful look he usually had when he was bickering, but he looked quite obedient.

   For a while.

  Hooked the boy's head with his hand, Ye Rumeng didn't show it on his face, but his tone was harsh, but the corners of his lips were raised quietly.

   "Hey, get up, you're **** dead!"

  In the dim light, the dizzy teenager quietly opened his eyelids, his narrow and long pupils were bent, no anger, full of smiles.

  Which company's fireworks are really awesome.

   The fourth update still let the beautiful code come up~ I really don’t want to poke~ Pretty will be unblocked tomorrow~ Freedom~

  (end of this chapter)