Outright Favoritism Chapter 909: : Do you smoke?

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After the meal, Li San took the lead to raise his glass to thank Jin Rong, "Master Rong, thank you for the order from the border factory."

Jin Rong smiled, Yu Guang looked at Li Qiao, "No thanks, it's all the credit of Qiqi, I didn't do anything."

Shang Yu raised his eyelids, and threw Jin Rong's eyes with nothingness.

Li Qiao bowed his head to pick up the rice and ignored it.

After two glasses of wine, Jin Rong drank again.

He took the chopsticks and knocked on the dishes, looked at the little milk dog who was constantly picking up dishes for Silo, and slammed Zong Zhan's shoulder suspiciously, "Who is that? Why are you sitting next to your woman?"

Jin Rong's voice is not too loud, no one can hear him clearly.

Siluo raised her head blankly, and the words'you are blind' hovered around her lips.

But Zong Zhan spoke faster, "What nonsense?"

Jin Rong apparently came up, holding his chopsticks and pointing to Shi Luo, "Aren't you just staying in Burma for her? Some people say that the type you like is her mature and older one."

Siluo: "???"

Year, age, old, of?

Zong Zhan's face is calm, like a smile but not a smile, "Who said that?"

Jin Rong rubbed his temples and said that he couldn't remember.

Then, He Chen looked at Jin Rong and laughed: "You are the oldest in the audience, and you still have the face to talk about others."

Siluo felt a little relieved, raised the glass and gestured to He Chen, "Do one."

He Chen put down his chopsticks, but before his finger touched the wine glass, the female companion beside him pressed his wrist, "Brother Chen, you are taking medicine recently. Drink less."

A sentence from the female partner once again attracted the attention of everyone.

After Jin Rong drank the wine, he had already forgotten his morals.

He looked at He Chen up and down, and after three seconds, he leaned forward and back with a smile, "He Xiaosi, I said you many times, don't **** be too indulgent. It's better now. Is the kidney broken?"

Everyone: "..."

Hearing the sound, He Chen licked the corner of his mouth and narrowed his narrow eyes, "Do you want to try?"

Jin Rong glanced at him coldly, "Go away, I'm straight."

Zong Zhan couldn't stand it anymore, so he poured another glass of foreign wine and handed it to Jin Rong, "Drink more and get it through."

Quickly drink to death, shut up.

On the other side, Xi Luo saw that He Chen hadn't raised a glass for a long time, and glanced vaguely at Yin Mo, who was calmly eating, and then joked, "Chenzi, aren't you? You have to be controlled when you drink. What's the relationship between the two?"

The female partner pursed her lips and smiled, but the look in He Chen's eyes became more affectionate.

He Chen tilted his head and glanced at her, and said vaguely: "What is the relationship with a woman sitting next to a man?"

Xiluo sneered, probably because of preconceived notions that made her instinctively biased towards Yin Mo.

Even if I don't know what happened between her and He Chen, she happened to see He Chen's attitude towards Yin Mo in the Medical League at first, which was obviously unusual.

Siluo put down the wine glass, looked at He Chen, and smiled, "That's too much. If you don't say it straight, I might want to get it crooked."

"For example?" He Chen seemed quite interested, raised an eyebrow at Xi Luo and motioned her to continue.

In this situation, everyone else chose to watch the fire from the shore.

It may only be Yin Mo, eating with his eyelids lowered, but his heart is mixed.

Si Luo's temperament, he is not afraid of big things to watch.

She looked at He Chen's female companion, and then said astonishingly, "For example, I think this sister is very kind, where should I have seen it? Have you ever been to the Golden Harbor?"

The female partner doesn't know Shi Luo, and doesn't like her attitude and tone, but due to the occasion, she shook her head politely, "Sorry, sister, I haven't been."

Oh, call her sister, a metaphor for her old age? !

Siluo took the lady's cigarette directly from the purse behind her, lit a cigarette to her lips, and patted her nephew with a quack, "I haven't been there? Do you know him? Golden The leading young master of the harbor, the appearance fee is 21 thousand and one night, what is your price?"

Before the dinner table, there is no sound.

Except for the little milk dog who was so frightened by Silo that he almost died on the spot.

The female partner's face changed and changed like a revolving lantern.

At this time, He Chen lifted his cheeks, raised his wine glass and shook it at Shi Luo, "Shut up, you."

"Good to say." Silo touched his glass with a sly smile.

After the episode, everyone was eating and chatting, and the atmosphere was harmonious and joyful.

Li Qiao hasn't said much, enjoying the food that Shang Yu fed her with peace of mind.

However, some are happy and some are sad.

For example, Zong Zhan, the great wolf dog who is not drunk in a thousand cups, is also a little bit up at this time.

Especially his aggressive eyes, falling on the little milk dog from time to time, faintly contemptuous.

Twenty thousand one night? Just such a thing?

During this period, Yin Mo and Li Qiao greeted each other, got up and went to the bathroom.

The private banquet hall has a built-in toilet, but she still walked out the door slowly.

The corridor outside the banquet hall, and the covered bridge connects the outdoor platform.

Yin Mo came to the bridge, and a cold wind blew by, blowing away the hair from her forehead.

The cold wind was cool, she reached out and touched her pocket, slowly taking out a box of cigarettes.

She doesn't actually smoke. He Chen left this pack of cigarettes in the guest room a few days ago.

Yin Mo pulled out one and pressed the lighter unskillfully.

She took a sip, and the strong smoke entered her lungs, smoothing the melancholy between her eyebrows and eyes.

This pack of cigarettes smells like He Chen.

Yin Mo stood alone in the night breeze and smoked half of a cigarette. Perhaps the smell of smoke was too irritating. She coughed a few times and her eyes were a little red.

She pinched the cigarette casually, looked at the remaining cigarette butts, shook her head and chuckles as though she laughed.

A few minutes later, Yin Mo was about to go back, passing by the trash can, she looked down at the cigarette case in her hand, her fingertips tightened and loosened, and she raised her hand to throw it away.

But after hesitating for a few seconds, she put the cigarette case back into her pocket, brushed the broken hair on her face, and walked back slowly.

……

Back to the banquet hall, everything is the same.

Yin Mo drank saliva as soon as he took the seat, and moved his chair slightly, worried that the smell of smoke on his body would affect Li Qiao.

On the other side, He Chen is sitting lazily holding a wine glass and drinking.

He never looked at Yin Mo from start to finish.

Only the female companion beside him, holding his arm like a spoiled child, asked softly: "Brother Chen, why did you go just now?"

He Chen sniffed the perfume on his female partner, and raised his eyelids lazily, "Do you smoke?"

"Huh?" The female companion was stunned, then pouted and said: "Of course not, don't you hate women smoking the most?"

He Chen squinted at her, smiling slightly, "I hate smart women even more."

The female partner's face was a little uncontrollable, and her eyes panicked and explained, "Brother Chen, I...I really don't know you are here tonight."

"Really?" He Chen put aside the wine glass and patted her cheek lightly, "Dare to inquire about my news, but dare not admit it?"