Urban drama: Me! I collide with Bei Weiwei at the very beginning.

No movement.

Finally, he simply reached out and gently pushed her.

Still no movement.

Disillusioned with life, Xin Zhong wrote the epitaph of the vulture's heir.

"With such a low alcohol tolerance, you still want me to drink?" Liang Shuang said, looking at him.

I just thought it was kind of funny.

This also proves that he never intended to get her drunk.

I ended up drinking too much because I was drinking with her.

...

...

"Waiter, the bill, please." She had no choice but to ask for the bill.

Otherwise, if she were to actually wait until he wakes up and she's still sitting there, or has left, what kind of scene would that be...?

The waiter came over with a POS machine and printed out a receipt.

Look at the bottom of the list: 2858.

Liang Shuang immediately turned around and glanced at Zhen Shaoxiang again.

There was still no movement.

.... ...... 0

That 3558 blow was extremely painful for her.

I reluctantly finished scanning the money.

My Alipay account is overdrawn...

Liang Shuang sighed, slammed her arm on the table, and covered her forehead.

What are you doing?

They traveled all this way to be seduced, and then paid such an expensive bill.

It took her a few seconds to recover.

"Hey!"

Liang Shuang shoved Zhen Shaoxiang again.

As she pinched his ear.

"Hello--!"

He let out a long shout.

Zhen Shaoxiang then reacted, sitting up groggily with his eyes still closed.

"I'm not calling you 'Hey'," he said weakly.

"Then tell me your name," Liang Shuang said.

This statement seems simple.

However, it expresses Liang Shuang's desire to take things further.

Despite spending so much money.

"My name is..."

Zhen Shaoxiang squinted, his eyes still blurry with sleep, and saw a pen on the table.

He grabbed her delicate hand.

He'd only met her three times, and he was already holding her hand.

this moment.

Liang Shuang was bewildered. She didn't know why she didn't feel averse to it, as her body didn't give any signs of rejection.

As the pen drew on her palm.

That tingling, numb sensation felt like a tickle in her heart.

A few seconds later.

She looked at the words written in black pen in her hand—Shao ​​Xiang.

“Shao Xiang,” she read aloud, looking at him. “Your name is Zhen Shao Xiang.”

Zhen Shaoxiang was still sleepy-eyed and nodded groggily.

Liang Shuang, however, also tried to be romantic and took his left hand as well.

It was written with the two big characters "Liang Shuang".

092: The Ring of Friendship

"Let's go, go back to sleep."

Liang Shuang stood up and called out.

Zhen Shaoxiang grabbed the coat next to him and put it on.

When he stood up, he was a little unsteady.

Liang Shuang quickly helped him up.

"Can you do it?"

Zhen Shaoxiang nodded, a slight smile appearing on his face.

Can a man say no?

He still tries to show off.

Hear this.

Liang Shuang also simply let go.

The two walked out of the restaurant together.

The passersby all looked at her with strange eyes.

After passing each other, they started talking about it.

"This woman is so heartless! Her boyfriend is drunk and she doesn't even help him up. So cold-hearted..."

"A tall, leggy woman, she's just arrogant."

"The key is that her boyfriend is also very handsome and tall. If it were me, I would want to be with him too."

"You'd love to, but other people with long legs probably don't want to wear those anymore."

...

"..."

Liang Shuang finally realized something.

　The main reason for the "490" was that Zhen Shaoxiang's body was indeed swaying a bit.

After taking his arm, she still felt a little embarrassed.

After all, the two weren't that close.

I've had my face scanned.

Seeing his sleepy appearance, and with a restaurant tablecloth still hanging on the back of his neck under his coat.

I couldn't help but want to laugh.

He pulled the tablecloth out in one swift motion.

Feeling a touch of tenderness, Zhen Shaoxiang looked over.

"Why are you stealing people's things?"

“Even if it was theft, you were the mastermind,” she said.

Zhen Shaoxiang smiled.

It seems like she remembered something.

"Huh? Has the bill been settled?"

“It’s settled.” Liang Shuang’s face hardened at the mention of this. “I really suspect you’re just pretending to be rich. You don’t fly first class, and you even went out for wontons the other day. You know you can’t hold your liquor, but you still love to drink. You’re just like my roommate Luo Yan, who plays games all day long, and she’s bad at them but loves to play.”

"Chi~"

Zhen Shaoxiang was amused by her.

but.

I'm genuinely unhappy about the billing process.

"What? If I don't have money, you'll stop associating with me?"