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Duan Feifan's alcohol tolerance is a mystery. After drinking two glasses of wine, he insisted on stopping. That means he could probably feel that he was about to lose.

But Jiang Kuo looked at him with a blushing face and spoke with a big tongue, and his eyes were quite clear.

Except when he came out of the hotel, he felt that his steps were a little unsteady.

Compared to Dong Kun, he was like drinking.

However, the time I died of a BBQ BBQ Beverage Beverage on my birthday, I couldn’t tell it until he fainted.

Jiang Kuo also drank less today. He had a problem with alcohol tolerance and was only too interested in wine. If he drank it, he would be very good at fruit wine. If he could drink a little, he would just finish two glasses of wine.

The role models drank a lot, and Liu Pang spoke with a big tongue.

It was almost eleven o'clock after the meal. Ding Zhe called the driver. Because the car was not in place, he sorted according to the level of drunkenness. Liu Pang Dong Kun and him were arranged in his own car, fearing that if the taxi saw that they were drunk, they refused to take the car.

After loading the people, there was still a seat left in the car. Sun Ji and Liu Mingming went to the hotel and returned Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifan.

"Two..." Ding Zhe lay on the passenger window and looked at them, "Two words..."

"Let's go," Duan Feifan first walked around the car, opened the trunk and brought a box of dragon beard candy and a box of mung bean cakes left behind, "Let's take a taxi."

"Okay?" Ding Zhe asked.

"Why don't you come and change us?" Duan Feifan said.

"Master is in trouble, drive." Ding Zhe patted his legs and turned his head again, "Be careful, if you can't get a taxi, if you can't get a taxi, I'll see which way you will go..."

"Let's go!" Duan Feifan shouted.

"Okay!" the deputy driver replied loudly.

The car drove out, and Ding Zhe stretched out his head and pointed at them: "The last shift is ten o'clock, where are you going..."

In one second, he was finally pulled back by someone in the car.

"Ding Zhe said it's true." Jiang Kuo sighed.

"That's right," Duan Feifan called a taxi on his mobile phone. "Once he ate barbecue at Niu Sandao. He drank it until the middle of the night, hugged his uncle and cried, wanting to recognize his godfather."

Jiang Kuo laughed, and sighed after a while: "I've also gone to Niu Sandao to have barbecue."

Although I have eaten beef sauce and had been doing work.

"If you want to eat, you can go," Duan Feifan looked at him, "Before the holiday... or school starts, it's still cold there, right in the back passage, boiling charcoal, boiling meat, and drinking wine..."

"Okay, then school starts," Jiang Kuo nodded, "Why do you drink it after drinking?"

"What's wrong," Duan Feifan said, "I can hold on."

"I can drink it today?" Jiang Kuo stared at his face, "It seems like he is drunk?"

"I'm drunk, I can hold on, at least I can carry it to a safe place before falling down." Duan Feifan said, "I'm so sleepy that I'm going to die in a second."

"I'm still drunk?" Jiang Kuo couldn't understand.

"I can support you," Duan Feifan said, "I'm supporting you now."

"Ah..." Jiang Kuo wanted to find a flaw in his face, but he had success.

The car came after the first year of the first year of the year. The driver said they were lucky. If the person who called the taxi tonight would have to go home to accompany his daughter, they would have to wait here for a while.

"Is my daughter still sleeping so late?" Duan Feifan said.

"Sleep, I have to wait for me," the driver kept laughing, "Today her mother took her out to play, and she had to wait to tell me about new things."

"It's just like that," Duan Feifan said, "whoever you kiss, you will tell him what you want."

"Wrong," said the driver, "I'm not out of the car anymore, I'll accompany her to the movies."

Jiang Kuo leaned against the car door and looked at Duan Feifan's side face.

It is impossible for him to do something like chatting with the driver when he is taking a taxi.

But Duan Feifan was very natural, and he could talk to people wherever he went. He had been off school for several months before, but when he returned to school, who else would he know? The uncle and aunt in the cafeteria looked like he looked at his son.

He also chatted with the driver naturally here, but the topic was less sad for Duan Feifan.

First, mom won’t come back, then dad.

Very ordinary from that to now, waiting for someone.

Jiang Kuo pinched his eyebrows and felt that the wine was not good today, and he was a little overwhelmed. He thought about it.

In the second half of the year, Duan Feifan chatted again. I didn't know what he was thinking. The driver turned on the radio and listened to the traffic station. The female host's voice was a little hypnotic. Hou Jiangkuo, who arrived at school, almost fell asleep.

The car parked at the door of the dormitory building. Jiang Kuoche's Hou looked up and didn't know that Ding Zhe and the others were back.

"Driving slowly, be careful." Duan Feifan's car was waiting for a driver, as if he was greeting a friend.

"Just call me in the car later," said the driver.

"Okay." Duan Feifan closed the car door.

Jiang Kuo walked into the dormitory building, a little surprised: "His phone number still left?"

"Added a friend," Duan Feifan said, "Who knew that he would not use a car later. The driver said that his family had an orchard in the village. He could also find him if he wanted to eat fresh fruit. He also wanted to open a farmhouse, and then he would be a beef customer with sauce."

"What's the matter with this?" Jiang Kuo looked at him in shock.

"When I am distracted," Duan Feifan smiled.

"It's really..." Jiang Kuo didn't know what to say, "Awesome."

Uncle Buzhao, who was on duty today, had seen the school security guard, and Duan Feifan still greeted him familiarly and even called "Brother Li".

"Is Niu Sandao in the sky?" Jiang Kuo asked, who walked to the door of 107.

Duan Feifan answered.

Jiang Kuo paused, and an ominous premonition immediately arose in his heart.

"Is that right?" He quickly turned his head.

Duan Feifan stood behind him, shook his head, then reached out to pull him away, looking anxious.

But when he reached out to open the door, he suddenly knocked his forehead against the door, and then he knelt down against the door.

"Uncle." Jiang Kuo stood aside, describing his mood at this moment with no words.

It turns out that Duan Feifan's alcohol capacity is indeed not good, but his willpower should be the strongest one among the garbage alcohol content he has ever seen...

After being shocked, he turned his hand and knocked on the door of 106 behind him: "Is anyone?"

"Jiang Kuo?" Someone opened the door, Brother Bangzi, "How... 'Fuck'."

Duan Feifan, who was kneeling on the door, let Brother Bangzi sigh at the echo effect of the "Fuck" and there was a series of "Fuck", "Fuck", "Fuck"..."

The 106 people came out. With the last test, they became more skillful when they cooperated.

Jiang Kuo opened the door, and several 106 people dragged Duan Feifan into the dormitory and threw it on the lounge chair.

After the person left, Jiang Kuo stood in the house and was stunned for a moment, and found that the bag in Duan Feifan's hand had actually dropped to the ground.

Jiang Kuo knew that there were two boxes of candy here.

He reached out and pulled it twice.

After drinking, he became greedy. Jiang Kuo thought that the dragon beard candy and mung bean cake were delicious... He pulled it a few more times, and Duan Feifan's hands were still tightly clenched, and his finger joints were a little white.

Jiang Kuo sighed.

Squatted beside him, tore a hole from the side of the bag, and took out the two boxes.

Duan Feifan didn't know that he would wake up if he had to sleep for a long time. Jiang Kuo was also very sleepy. After sitting next to the table and eating two pieces of mung bean cake, he didn't want to move.

Now, if you go back to 119, you may wake up the person who just fell asleep. Ma Xiao gets up early every day, and his dark circles are getting heavier day by day. He wants to wake Ma Xiao up, but he feels sorry.

He lay on the table and planned to squint before talking.

My neck and back were sore, and I felt that I couldn't hold on after a while after sleeping.

Jiang Kuo was confused and heard a faint sound next to him, as if someone was cleaning the table.

He opened his eyes.

I saw Duan Feifan's hand.

"Hmm?" He raised his head.

Duan Feifan was sitting opposite him, holding the box he bought yesterday and wrapping paper.

"I'm still showing photos." Jiang Kuo said.

"I know," Duan Feifan said, "I'm just idle, just look at what a bag looks good."

"What's going on?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Well, I've woken up," Duan Feifan glanced at his phone, "Go to bed and sleep. It's almost dawn. If you want to read a book today, you can sleep three more."

"I've been lying for so long?" Jiang Kuo sat upright.

"I can't wake up," Duan Feifan glanced at him, "There is still mung bean cake on his mouth."
To be continued...