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Chapter 112 The Asura Field Thanks to Time Boss for the reward -0-
Hu Jing looked at Han Qiao and was very angry. She finally understood that this doggy man was too warm.

Han Qiao also sensed that something was wrong, and Hu Jing's attitude was a little strange.

Thinking of her attitude towards Zeng Li last time, Hu Jing was trying to defend her best friend.

Han Qiao pretended to cough and said, "Mr. Hu, thank you also. It's all thanks to you that Jia Ling was able to get into the Chinese opera."

Hu Jing snorted coldly in her heart, and smiled happily: "Do you have a good relationship with Jia Ling? I have thanked you several times."

Han Qiao stopped talking.

Women are unreasonable.

Zeng Li smirked in her heart, and now she figured it out that Hu Jing had a crush on Han Qiao, but Han Qiao thought that Hu Jing was trying to vent her anger.

Thinking of this, Zeng Li was not happy anymore, her heart was sour, the old lady is the school girl of Chinese opera...

Jia Ling waited outside until the food was served before coming back.

The boss's craftsmanship is good. Sichuan cuisine pays attention to color, aroma and taste.

The spicy rabbit head and the boiled pork slices are covered with red oil, the hot air is dense, and the fresh, spicy and spicy aroma is pervasive.

Jia Ling sat down carefully, looked at the three of them, and whispered, "Brother Han, do you want to drink today?"

Han Qiao coughed: "I have caught a cold recently, drinking is not good."

Hu Jing smiled into crescents, and said with concern: "I only drink alcohol when I have a cold, and sweating will be fine."

"That's right, white wine is best." Zeng Li smiled softly, "Jia Ling, you also want Han Qiao to catch a cold as soon as possible."

Jia Ling wanted to cry, but looked at Han Qiao eagerly.

"Then drink less," Han Qiao nodded.

The wine in the hotel is very average, but the amount is very high.

Hu Jing filled Han Qiao's glass with concern, "Come on, Han Qiao, we're done drinking..."

Han Qiao was taken aback, feeling weird.

The wine glass in the restaurant was not big, and Han Qiao swallowed it in one gulp, the pungentness rushing up from his throat.

Jia Ling hurriedly picked up food for Han Qiao, and said with concern: "Brother Han, you are in a hurry to drink, order something quickly."

Han Qiao put down his chopsticks, Zeng Li smiled, and raised his wine glass: "Han Qiao, I would like to offer you a toast, thank you for your hospitality last time."

It was Zeng Li's first toast. Han Qiao raised his glass and said with a smile, "Teacher Zeng is free to do so."

Drink it all in one gulp.

With two glasses of white wine, Han Qiao was a little drunk.

"Han Qiao, I've known you for so long, and I haven't had a drink yet." Hu Jing poured wine for Han Qiao, feeling a little sour in her heart.

At this time, Han Qiao was a little bit upbeat, and smiled: "I would like to respect Mr. Hu."

Jia Ling was anxious. Hu Jing and Zeng Li didn't know Han Qiao's drinking capacity, but she knew it very well. Han Qiao generally didn't drink except for necessary occasions.

Seeing that the two took turns to fight, one cup after another seemed to be angry.

Han Qiao's face was red with naked eyes.

After another toast, Jia Ling took Han Qiao's cup and smiled apologetically, "Sister Hu, Sister Zeng, today is my first time to treat guests. I'm afraid I won't treat you well if you're just drinking."

Seeing Han Qiao blushing, Hu Jing regretted in her heart: "Then don't drink, there is enough for today."

Zeng Li smirked, touched Hu Jing's shoulder, and whispered, "Someone feels sorry for you."

"Who's distressed?" Hu Jing pinched Zeng Li's greasy thigh.

After drinking, Zeng Li's face turned red, like a ripe peach, she leaned on Hu Jing's shoulder, and said in a sweet voice, "Whoever loves you is a puppy."

Hu Jing worked hard.

Jia Ling lowered her head and poked the fish in the bowl. She was afraid that she would be silenced if she knew too much.

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The entrance of the small restaurant.

Hu Jing supported Han Qiao, her face was a little red, she didn't expect Han Qiao's drinking capacity to be so bad, at most three taels of liquor, Han Qiao was so drunk that he passed out.

Zeng Li supported Han Qiao, and after a while, Jia Ling came over after paying the bill.

Just as Hu Jing was about to speak, Jia Ling said first, "Sister Hu, Sister Zeng, I'm leaving first, I have something to do tonight."

Zeng Li laughed: "Jia Ling wait for me, I will go back with you."

"You have all gone back, who will send Han Qiao back?"

"Of course, whoever feels sorry for you can give it away." Zeng Li smirked: "Anyway, you have been to Han Qiao's house several times, and it doesn't matter if you go one more time."

"Bah, don't talk nonsense." Hu Jing spat: "Well, you are heartless, you insisted on letting him drink, and in the end I suffered."

Zeng Li looked at Hu Jing seriously: "So you are not going to come back at night?"

Hu Jing was speechless, and gave Zeng Li a blank look: "You think everyone is as hungry as you."

Jia Ling almost fell down, is this the goddess of Chinese opera?
Yuyuantan No. 9.

Hu Jing got out of Hanqiao from the taxi, and walked towards the community with great difficulty.

Han Qiao doesn't look fat, but he has a good figure. Xia Tian's clothes are a bit thin, and Hu Jing's face is flushed with the scorching manly breath.

Only then did she look at Han Qiao seriously.

After getting drunk, Han Qiao was very quiet, his brows stretched out, his tough face softened a bit, and his slight breath smelled of alcohol.

This man has shed his mature clothes, and has the youthfulness that a teenager should have.

Growth is always accompanied by pain.

Hu Jing suddenly feels sorry for Han Qiao, why is he always so decent.

Dormitory for Chinese opera girls.

The class of 96 is about to graduate, and there are many fewer people in the female dormitory.

As soon as Hu Jing pushed open the door, Zeng Li rushed forward with a smirk, hugged Hu Jing's waist, pinched the soft flesh of the latter's waist, and interrogated: "Be honest, did you suffer?"

Not to be outdone, Hu Jing stretched out An Lushan's claws, and shouted: "Bold concubine of the Hu family, dare to meddle in my master's private affairs."

The two were fighting on the bed, panting heavily, Zeng Li was defeated, his body was weak, and his voice was whiny: "Master, stop, I know...it's wrong..."

The clothes of the two were disheveled, Hu Jing looked at herself, then at Zeng Li, a little frustrated.

Zeng Li smiled and said in a low voice, "Damn woman, do you really like Han Qiao?"

"I don't think Han Qiao is a scumbag."

"Have you ever been in a relationship?" Hu Jing was very blunt: "Based on my experience, Han Qiao is very popular with girls, and he is 100% a scumbag."

Zeng Li gave Hu Jing a white look, and spat, "Damn, it sounds like you talked about it."

"You don't need to say that Han Qiao wants girls to like him. He is handsome and good at taking care of others."

"The last time I ate hot pot, tsk tsk, you are not very happy to be taken care of, dead woman."

"I don't have it, don't talk nonsense." Hu Jing nuzzled: "It's just that shitty thing between men and women, I don't need to talk about it."

Thinking of Han Qiao, Hu Jing felt sore.

If Han Qiao is not so "warm", maybe he is suitable to be a boyfriend.

It's a pity that he can't give girls the sense of security they want.

Zeng Li smiled and trembled: "I think you are a duck that was scalded to death, only your mouth is hard."

Hu Jing snorted, "Da Lizi, I'll let you know today that you are hard-spoken."

Not to be outdone, Zeng Li turned around and suppressed forcefully. Now it was Hu Jing's turn to beg for mercy, and she couldn't breathe under pressure.

Zeng Li chuckled cheaply: "Damn woman, I'm Han Qiao now."

Hu Jing was taken aback, you said you were Han Qiao when you pressed me so much.

Thinking of this, Hu Jing instantly became angry.

The incandescent lamp was too dazzling, so Hu Jing turned off the lamp viciously.

(End of this chapter)