Nie Chuchu had drank two bottles of beer, and her head was already a little dizzy. She looked at him for a long time, and then suddenly turned to look at He Xiaoran.
Her eyes were very bright, and there was a strange look in them, "You didn't like him?"
"Nonsense, that kind of man can stand it no matter who he is."
Nie Chuchu laughed, raised her hand and patted her shoulder, "That's right."
He Xiaoran sighed again, "It's really hard to find a good man, especially a perfect man with good looks, a tough temper, and a good figure."
"Are you in Quatroline?"
Nie Chuchu was not so drunk that she didn't know what was going on, so she reacted slowly and saw that He Xiaoran was staring at Zhuo Lin who was singing.
He Xiaoran was stunned, and then she became a little embarrassed, "Chu Chu, don't get me wrong, I just purely think you have a good sense in choosing a boyfriend."
"Well, it doesn't matter. Zhuo Lin is pretty good."
Nie Chuchu nodded, glanced at Ye Jun again, and suddenly stood up unsteadily, "I'll go tell you."
"What are you talking about? Chu Chu, aren't you drunk too much?"
"As a result of the blind date, you definitely don't want to be pestered by a cold-faced man, right?"
"Uh... I have to say it anyway, okay, you say it for me, and I'll keep singing." He Xiaoran thought for a while, nodded and said.
Nie Chuchu then carried two bottles of wine and walked toward Ye Jun unsteadily.
Zhuo Lin noticed the movement here, and just as he was suspicious, He Xiaoran jumped over, "I asked Chu Chu to help me tell Ye Jun that I am not suitable for him, because I said it myself and felt embarrassed.
Let’s keep singing.”
She explained quietly.
Zhuo Lin was a little surprised. He didn't know that the two of them were just on a blind date today.
So when he heard that it was a breakup, he looked at He Xiaoran and Ye Jun in disbelief.
It was a good date, why did we suddenly break up?
Moreover, is it really appropriate for Chu Chu to talk about this kind of thing?
But before he could finish thinking about it, Nie Chuchu had already sat down next to Ye Jun. Things must have started and he couldn't stop it anymore.
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When Ye Jun staggered over from Nie Chuchu, he couldn't sit still. How much wine had she drunk by herself? Is she drunk now?
He wanted to give her a hand, but he noticed the way Zhuo Lin looked at her.
He was somewhat sober for a moment.
He stretched out his hand and went around to get the wine glass, but she had already sat down. She probably fell a little and couldn't sit still, but half of her body was pressed against him.
Ye Jun felt his heart beating wildly, and he stretched out his hand to pull her.
But she got up on her own and sat farther away from him.
"Don't think that I want to talk to you. In fact, I don't want to talk to you at all. I'm just helping others deliver messages." She stared at him, her eyes a little straight, and she had clearly drunk a lot of wine.
There was only room for two people to be alone together, so Ye Jun couldn't pretend to be cold.
He looked at her with a look of pain, decadence and self-destruction, "What message are you sending?"
To him, wine was as bitter as an unbearable bile, but he kept drinking it one cup after another, as if he was addicted and couldn't stop.
Nie Chuchu said: "He Xiaoran, I don't like you."
She deliberately looked at him with a gloating expression, and Ye Jun also had a trace of self-mockery on his face, "Really? I understand."
His reaction was really not big, and Nie Chuchu felt bored and stood there for a long time not knowing what to do.