C20 I Don't like to Go to Those Places of Entertainment

I thought you fell into the toilet. " Wu Hao teased Ji Qing the moment he saw her.

"Yeah, almost." Ji Qing sat down on the seat beside him and glanced at the table. There were only about half of the eight or nine dishes left. Ji Qing picked up her chopsticks and picked up a piece of beef stewed with red wine and chewed on it.

"You seem to be in a good mood. Did you find a treasure in the toilet? "

"Do I?" Ji Qing picked up another piece of grilled eel and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Just now, you were sitting there cautiously with your head so low that you almost buried your head in a bowl. I have known you for more than a dozen years, but I have never seen you look so ladylike," he laughed. The corners of his mouth curved into a smile, "I thought you had changed your personality, but now, in the blink of an eye, you've revealed your true colors."

"I'm a lady to begin with, alright?" Ji Qing said shamelessly.

"Come on, if you're a lady, there's no such thing as a shrew in this world."

Ji Qing giggled. "You know me better than I do. You're my good friend. Come, let's toast."

Ji Qing, Ye Xin, and Wu Hao grew up in a teacher's home district. Ji Qing and Ye Xin's family lived in the same building, so at least one of their parents was a middle school teacher.

Wu Hao was well aware of the bad deeds that Ji Qing had committed when she was young, so Ji Qing never put on airs in front of him. Instead, she naturally revealed her true nature.

After dinner, Wu invited Ye Nancheng and Mizi to go to the nightclub with them.

"I don't want to go. Normally, there's nothing I can do about it. I don't really like going to those entertainment venues." Ye Nancheng refused.

"Yeah, those places are so noisy. I might as well go to a concert or watch a good movie." Mizi echoed.

"Hehe, Director Ye's and Miss Mi's interests and interests are quite refined, unlike me, a normal person who likes to go to places bustling with noise and excitement." Wu Hao said with a smile.

Ji Qing couldn't help but want to cheer for him. Every word he said reached Ji Qing's heart.

"Me too, I like places with more people."

Just as Ji Qing finished her sentence, two icy gazes shot over. Ji Qing cleverly lowered her head. Tsk, you can't offend me, can't you?

To be honest, Ji Qing had no interest in going to the nightclub with Wu Hao today.

"Wu Hao, send me home. I'm sleepy and I want to sleep." Ji Qing watched the C70 drive away, the last of its silver shadows vanishing from sight.

"Oh, this isn't your usual style." Wu Hao smiled mockingly.

"This is different from the past. Do you think I'm still that little girl that follows you around all day?" Ji Qing pretended to sigh, "Ahem, I'm old, I can't play anymore."

"You're old?" Wu Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he poked her on the forehead with his finger, "What are you thinking all day?"

"How old am I? "Please, can't you just rub my hair or flick my head every time?"

"How old are you? Most of you are my little sister, little pup, little follower. " Wu Hao's voice suddenly turned gentle. His big hand gently played with her long hair, "Qing Qing, you've really grown up."

The way he looked at Ji Qing was extremely focused. His black eyes concealed something that Ji Qing couldn't understand. Ji Qing suddenly felt panicked and confused, and instinctively wanted to escape.

"Wu Hao, I'm tired, I want to go back to my dorm to rest."

"Don't speak, let me see you." He slid his hand to Ji Qing's face, gently stroking her cheeks with his fingers. His voice sounded coarse. "Qingqing, I miss the past very much. I really miss —"

Ji Qing was stunned. Heavens, God, Holy Mother of God, telling her that all of this was not true, that she must have been hallucinating.

Wu Hao's face slowly approached her. Ji Qing was so nervous that her palms were sweating. She stared at him in a daze and sighed. "Fool, can't you close your eyes?"

It seems — it seems to be the line that Granny Qiong Yao wrote most often with her pig's feet? From the elegant and elegant Wu Hao's mouth, it sounded so awkward.

Ji Qing stared at him with wide open eyes, as if she was staring at an enemy of the same class. His expression, however, became more and more ambiguous. A big hand covered Ji Qing's face, and all she could see was darkness — — He had covered Ji Qing's eyes.

His breath was hot and tickling on her face, and two soft pieces brushed Ji Qing's cheek and rubbed against her hair.

Cold sweat oozed out of her pores, soaking her entire back. Ji Qing's mind was blank, and she didn't even know how she would react if he kissed her.

He was a secret that had been buried deep in her heart for many years, a secret she would not share with anyone, a secret she preferred to share alone, though more sorrow than sweetness.

Ji Qing even thought that she would never tell Wu Hao in her entire life that she had loved him so stubbornly. No matter who she would fall in love with or who she would be his wife, he would always have a place in her heart.

But — But when the day she had dreamed of finally came, she was as lost as a fool.

Just when Ji Qing thought Wu Hao would kiss her, he touched her lips like a dragonfly touching water, then let go of her.

Ji Qing let out a long breath, and when she recovered, she immediately scolded, "Wu Hao, are you sick? You want to scare me out of my heart, don't you? Let me tell you, my father's heart is not well, and he might have passed it on to me. "

Wu Hao stared at her blankly. After a long while, he finally laughed out loud and said, "Can't I play with you?"

"What do you want to play with that?" Ji Qing was so angry that she punched him a bunch of times.

"I'll make it up to you, but I'll make it up to you, okay?" he said as he dodged.

"Invite me to the Emerald Pearl for a drink. Open the biggest private room and have the five princesses and five young masters come in and serve me."

"How is five enough? I'll buy you ten, we'll open a presidential suite, five to accompany you in singing, five to pour wine, five to play sieve with you, and the last five to be assigned however you want, alright? "

"Sounds pretty good. Good, deal!" Ji Qing laughed like an idiot.

Who knew how much money they spent on Wu Hao that night? They drank the most expensive wine in the nightclub and called the most handsome young master and the most beautiful princess to come in and serve them.

It felt really good to be in a row in front of Ji Qing. She ordered one of them to light her up, and sent the other to get her a microphone. Their pretty faces had a humble smile, and it was hard to tell how much they had scolded her.

The Young Masters' duty was to accompany them in drinking wine. They drank countless cups of Royal Protocol Cannon that was not mixed with drinks but had only been mixed with ice. Finally, the empty wine bottles lined up on the ground.

Ji Qing and Wu Hao were completely drunk. Only after the nightclub closed did the manager come in and wake them up.