While walking, Zhuang Chihua also whispered softly to prove his innocence: "The conditions here are very difficult for Xiaotong. I found a place for him and he wouldn't go. Only Xiaotong can cure Yuyi's aphasia. I only..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Chihua froze on the spot, leaning back involuntarily, staring at the door of the dormitory in surprise, an eighth-level storm rising in his graceful and majestic eyes.
Qi Yan stood timidly at the door, looked at Zhuang Chihua with her head lowered, and whispered, "Hello."
"Hello."
Zhuang Chihua seemed to be amazed at Qi Yan's appearance, and seemed quite surprised.
"Hello. My name is Zhuang Chihua."
"Mr. Zhuang...Hello. My name is Qi Yan. I used to be from Fangzhou."
Zhuang Chihua nodded lightly, his eyes flickered as he looked at Qi Yan, and he sincerely praised: "Qi Yan. You are so beautiful."
As he said that, Zhuang Chihua glanced at me lightly and immediately went into the room.
At this moment, I read nine points of reproach and one point of embarrassment in Zhuang Chihua's eyes. It seems that it is nine points of embarrassment and one point of shame.
It wasn't until 9:30 pm that this most embarrassing and restrictive dinner ever came to an end.
For four and a half hours, I saw Leng Yue, who was as light as snow, and Lin Zhaoxi, who was as cold as ice, washing the dishes together.
I also saw the tall-eyed Mongolian girl and the cute and silly Pan Xiaoli working together to cut the meat and put it on the plate.
I saw again, Qi Yan and Mu Qingqing, who hated each other, choosing a vegetable together with smiles on their faces.
I also saw that as long as Zhuang Chihua was around, the six girls were all talking and laughing. When Zhuang Chihua turned his back, the six girls turned coldly and rolled their eyes.
The best scene is when Zhuang Chihua is making Shandong fried chicken. Mu Qingqing was standing on the left side of Zhuang Chihua, holding chicken nuggets, and Leng Yue was close to Mu Qingqing, holding the seasoning box. Read the book
To Zhuang Chihua's right, the Mongolian girl was holding side dishes dignifiedly. Lin Zhaoxi touched the big plate in her hand.
There was no room for people in the small kitchen, so Pan Xiaoli and Qi Yan stood outside the window, staring at the wok without blinking.
This meal took a very long time to cook, a full two hours.
During this period, following Zhuang Chihua's orders, each girl appeared on stage one by one to cook her best dishes.
This meal was also very embarrassing.
Seven girls, plus me and Yu Yi, a total of nine people, crowded into the narrow living room, surrounding the coffee table that was about to fall apart.
There were no extra stools at home, so six people had to stand.
As a master, I must stand.
In fact, that's what I did.
But after Zhuang Chihua gave the order, I sat next to her and An Yi.
Logically speaking, Xiao Yuyi is a man and must have a seat. But Zhuang Chihua asked Xiao Guyi to enter the bedroom with a bowl.
So, during the entire dinner, only Zhuang Chihua and I sat from the beginning to the end.
Six girls took turns taking the remaining seat.
This meal was also very warm and harmonious.
From the extreme embarrassment and discomfort felt by everyone at the beginning, to the running-in in the middle period and to the harmony in the later period.
All quantitative changes turn into final qualitative changes.
The entire living room was filled with laughter and laughter, and the entire dormitory was full of warmth.
Um.
All the girls drank, except me.
Even Lin Zhaoxi, who never drank, and even Leng Yue, who was drunk, were forced to raise their glasses under Zhuang Chihua's order.
In addition to being forced to drink, the Mongolian girl was also forced to stand up and perform a show.
Pan Xiaoli and Qi Yan, who are also from ethnic minorities, also sang and danced afterwards.
While the seven girls were singing and dancing, Yu Yi and I just sat in the dormitory, pinching each other's throats and practicing our voices in a low voice.
Xiao Yiyi hated the laughter and talking next door. He jumped up countless times and wanted to rush out and curse, but I stopped him.
Stay up until nine o'clock, the dinner party is joyful and peaceful
It ended in a warm atmosphere, and after half an hour of working together to wash the dishes and mop the floor, the entire family area finally returned to its former tranquility.
As the host, I wanted to send the guests downstairs but Zhuang Chihua sternly stopped me and severely criticized me.
"Four days left. Create your own miracle."
Zhuang Chihua, who had drunk an unknown amount of wine, had a flushed face. Even under the dim light, the red flush was so red that it dripped blood and was so touching.
"You don't have to worry about anything else."
Half dizzy, half dark, half windy and half snowy, Zhuang Chihua stared at me, his eyes filled with turbulent waves like a waterfall from the mouth of a pot, and his voice was quiet and sultry: "No one can snatch you away."
A double entendre turned into a thunderous sound that struck my ears. Suddenly, Zhuang Chihua's snow-white jade neck turned red, and he turned around and left.
The magnificence of that moment was unparalleled.
Lin Zhaoxi and Mu Qingqing had already disappeared without a trace, and Pan Xiaoli also walked away hand in hand with Leng Yue, exhorting her comrades to cheer.
The drunk Mongolian girl covered her mouth with a smile and narrowed her eyes. She brushed past me and left a sentence in my ear that was not a joke between buddies.
"One, two, three, four, five, six...it's only open on Sundays..."
Before I could get out, the Mongolian girl sang to herself about the majesty of the man on the horse pole, swaying quickly downstairs and blending into the darkness.
The moment I turned around, Qiyan quietly came out of the toilet door at the end of the corridor and looked at me quietly and timidly.
"Everyone is gone. It's just the two of us."
Qiyan lowered her little head and said softly: "Tongtong. Who is more beautiful, Lin Chaoxi or Leng Yue? Or Stinky Clippers? Or Pan Xiaoli:"
"You are the most beautiful."
Hearing this, Qi Yan made a squeaking sound in her nasal cavity, curled her mouth and rubbed her nose: "I smashed the crystal pen holder. Do you blame me? Leng Yue said, that thing costs hundreds of thousands."
"Also, if you smash the pen holder, the pen holder will be worthless."
Among the six immortal girls and an empress, Qiyan drinks the most.
He openly competed with Mu Qingqing, secretly competed with the Mongolian girl, and fought and gambled with Pan Xiaoli, even Leng Yue didn't let him go.
She beat the Mongolian girl and Pan Xiaoli in dancing and took the first place. Qiyan drank a whole glass of three liang in one gulp.
