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Chapter 112 Shura Field Thanks to the boss of time for his reward-0-

Hu Jing looked at Han Qiao and felt very angry. She understood that this dog man was too warm.

Han Qiao also noticed something was wrong, and Hu Jing's attitude was a bit strange.

Thinking of his attitude towards Zeng Li last time, Hu Jing was trying to stand up for her good friend.

Han Qiao pretended to behave and coughed: "Teacher Hu, I want to thank you. It is all your credit for Jia Ling's admission to the Central Academy of Drama this time."

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. She now understood that Hu Jing had a good impression of Han Qiao, but Han Qiao thought Hu Jing was helping her vent her anger.

Thinking of this, Zeng Li was not happy anymore and felt sad. I was at least the beauty of the Central Academy of Drama...

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

The boss has good skills, and Sichuan cuisine emphasizes color, fragrance and taste.

The spicy rabbit head, boiled meat slices are filled with red oil, and the hot air is filled with fresh and spicy aroma.

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 a cold recently and I'm not good at drinking."

Hu Jing smiled like crescent moons and said with concern: "You have to drink alcohol only if you have a cold, just sweat."

"That's right, it's better to be white wine." Zeng Li smiled gently: "Jia Ling, I also want Han Qiao to have a cold as soon as possible."

Jia Ling was about to cry without tears, and looked at Han Qiao with a gaze.

"Then drink less," Han Qiao nodded.

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

Hu Jing gave Han Qiao a glass, and looked concerned: "Come on, Han Qiao, I've been drinking..."

Han Qiao was stunned and felt strange.

The restaurant's wine glass was not big, and Han Qiao suffused and the spicy sensation surged from his throat.

Jia Ling quickly picked up food for Han Qiao and said caringly: "Brother Han, you are too anxious to drink, eat some food."

Han Qiao put down the chopsticks, Zeng Li smiled and picked up the wine glass: "Han Qiao, I'll toast you, thank you for the last hospitality."

Zeng Li was toasting for the first time. Han Qiao picked up the wine glass and smiled and said, "Teacher Zeng is free."

Drink it all in one gulp.

Two glasses of white wine, Han Qiao's alcohol content, was a little drunk.

"Han Qiao, I have known you for so long and haven't drunk wine yet." Hu Jing poured wine to Han Qiao, feeling a little sad.

Han Qiao was a little upset at this time and smiled: "I'll give Teacher Hu a cup."

Jia Ling was anxious. Hu Jing and Zeng Li didn't know how much Han Qiao could drink, but she knew very well. Except for necessary occasions, Han Qiao generally did not drink alcohol.

Seeing the two of them taking turns to fight, one cup after another as if they were angry.

Han Qiao's face was visible to the naked eye.

After another toast, Jia Ling took Han Qiao's cup and smiled apologetically: "Sister Hu, Sister Zeng, today is my first treat. I am afraid that you can't treat me well just by drinking."

Hu Jing saw Han Qiaode blushing and regretted it: "Then I won't drink anymore, there's enough today."

Zeng Li smiled wickedly, touched Hu Jing's shoulder, and whispered: "Someone feels distressed."

"Who feels sorry?" Hu Jing pinched Zeng Li's soft thighs.

After drinking, Zeng Li's face turned red, like a ripe peach, snuggling on Hu Jing's shoulders, and her voice was sweet and silly: "Whoever feels sorry for who is a puppy."

Hu Jing used strength on her hands.

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

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At the entrance of the small restaurant.

Hu Jing was holding Han Qiao, her face flushed. She didn't expect Han Qiao to have such a poor alcohol tolerance, at most three taels of white wine, and Han Qiao was drunk and unconscious.

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

Hu Jing was about to speak, but Jia Ling said first: "Sister Hu, Sister Zeng, I'll leave first, I have something to do tonight."

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

"You are all back, who will send Han Qiao back?"

"Of course, whoever feels sorry will give it to you." Zeng Li smiled wickedly: "Anyway, you have been to Han Qiao's house several times, so it's okay to have one more time."

"Bah, don't talk nonsense." Hu Jing spat: "Oh, you have no conscience. You insisted on letting him drink, but I ended up suffering."

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

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 the Central Academy of Drama?

No. 9, Yuyuantan.

Hu Jing pulled out the Han Bridge from the taxi and walked towards the community with great difficulty.

Han Qiao looked not fat, but her figure was very good. Her clothes were a little thin in summer, and her scorching macho breath made Hu Jing's face flushed.

It was then that she looked at Han Qiao seriously.

After getting drunk, Han Qiao was very quiet, her eyebrows and eyes stretched out, her tough face became a little soft, and her slight breathing was light.

This man took off his mature cloak and had the youthfulness that an 18-year-old boy should have.

Growth is always accompanied by pain.

Hu Jing suddenly felt a little sorry for Han Qiao, why was he always so decent?

Central Academy of Drama girls' dormitory.

Graduate from Class 1996 is about to graduate, and there are fewer people in girls' dormitories.

As soon as Hu Jing pushed open the door, Zeng Li smirked and hugged Hu Jing's waist, pinched the soft flesh on the latter's waist, and interrogated: "Tell me honestly, have you suffered any injuries?"

Hu Jing was not willing to be outdone, so he stretched out An Lushan's claws and shouted: "The concubine of Hu, dare to custody his personal affairs."

The two were fighting on the bed, panting heavily, Zeng Li was frustrated, her body became weak, and her voice was coquettish: "Master, stop, I know... I'm wrong..."

The two of them were not dressed, Hu Jing looked at herself and Zeng Li again, a little depressed.

Zeng Li smiled and whispered: "Diet woman, do you really like Han Qiao?"

"I don't think Han Qiao looks like a scumbag."

"Have you ever been in a relationship?" Hu Jing was very rude: "From my experience, Han Qiao is very fond of girls and is 100% a scumbag."

Zeng Li gave Hu Jing a blank look and spat, "Bah, you've talked about it."

"Han Qiao is so fond of girls, and you say that he is handsome and very good at taking care of people."

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

"I don't have it, don't talk nonsense." Hu Jingnu said: "There is nothing but a mess between men and women, I don't need to talk about it."

When Hu Jing thought of Han Qiao, she felt so sad.

If Han Qiao is not that "warm", maybe it's quite suitable to be a boyfriend.

Unfortunately, he can't give the girl the sense of security she wants.

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

Hu Jing hummed: "Da Lizi, I will let you know today, and it's hard to speak."

Zeng Li was not willing to be outdone and turned over and suppressed her strongly. Now it was Hu Jing's turn to beg for mercy, and she couldn't breathe.

Zeng Li Jianxi laughed softly: "Die woman, I am Han Qiao now."

Hu Jing was stunned, you pressed me like this and said you were Han Qiao.

When Hu Jing thought about this, he was instantly angry.

The incandescent lamp was too dazzling, and Hu Jing turned off the lights fiercely.

(End of this chapter)