Don’t Be a Kept Man

When the car turned halfway, it was not the way home, Huo Mingchen said suddenly,

"This fight...No, it should be said that you were unilaterally beaten. I was able to get there in time. Thanks to Fang Qi, the kid who informed him and thanked him for a meal. Yipinzhai happened to have no meal."

He obviously didn't make an accident.

"..."

There were too many slots, and Lu Qi slowly smoothed his hair back. His handsome facial features were bluish and mottled. For the first time, he didn't know how to explain.

"You can't underestimate my strength just because I don't fight back."

"Never underestimate your strength,"

Huo Mingchen looked at the road ahead and told the truth.

"Your bed is quite fierce."

"...I'm so glad I have merit in your eyes."

It was already time for the two to talk. Lu Qi felt that the injury on his face was too unsightly. At first, he sat in the car and refused to get off. Huo Mingchen stood by the car door, leaning over the car window to look at him.

"If you refuse to get down, go home and roll the sheets."

Lu Qi folded his arms and lowered his eyelids. The old **** was sitting there, feeling Huo Mingchen childish.

"This can't fool me."

However, he opened the door and got out of the car, and was dragged to the second floor box.

Huo Mingchen said that Fang Qi was invited to dinner, but when the door opened, he discovered that there was actually more than Fang Qi inside. Cheng Tianqi, Chi Yike, Zhao Shihan, and Lu Qi glanced over the familiar faces, only to realize that he had thought it was long ago. People or things that have been forgotten can still be remembered clearly.

Huo Mingchen introduced him one by one, with rare patience and meticulousness.

"These are my best buddies, Fang Qi, you know, this is Tianqi, Yike, Xiaohan."

And said to everyone,

"This is Lu Qi. From now on, my brother will cover it a little bit more."

A small group of the top wealthy kids in the capital's noble circle gathered on this table. Lu Qi had injuries on his face, but it did not affect his temperament. He habitually showed the most standard smile, saying hello one by one. .

As the only woman on the table, Zhao Shihan’s vision directly represents Lu Qi’s lethality against the opposite sex.

"My God, Mingchen, you know such a handsome guy. You should have introduced me to him a long time ago. He is no worse than a star. I have always been single. Don't you know."

Of course, what she said was just a joke. Zhao Shihan had never seen Lu Qi in a circle. Combined with what Huo Mingchen said just now, it means that the other party should be just ordinary people, and it is naturally impossible for two people.

Huo Mingchen smiled, noncommittal, Fang Qi ashamed, knocked on the table.

"Hey, hey, this table is full of handsome guys, you always stare at Lulu, we are not bad."

Zhao Shihan fiddled with the curly hair on his shoulder, and glanced at him disdainfully.

"I'm not blind."

Huo Mingchen touched Lu Qi quietly under the table, unable to tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

"Your girl's destiny is pretty good. Li Ziyan just left, then another one."

Lu Qi should eat, drink and drink. He didn't see the slightest cramp. He knew all the people on the table, but he had met Huo Mingchen for a long time in his previous life. Such a formal introduction was the first time.

After he finished a bowl of soup, he wiped his mouth slowly with a tissue.

"People are too handsome, there is no way."

Some people are handsome with injuries on their faces, even more cold and stern. Huo Mingchen looked at his profile with his chin and found that it was true, but he still sneered.

"Who gives you the confidence."

Lu Qi's mouthpiece has never lost.

"I don't know who praised me for being handsome and bad-looking, I feel confident in some way."

"..."

He didn't give Huo Mingchen some food because of the crowded eyes. Huo Mingchen stared at the vegetables in his bowl for a long time, and suddenly reached out and changed the bowls of the two people, asking if nothing had happened.

"Did you not find that the dishes in your bowl are all my favorite?"

Lu Qi didn't say anything according to his wishes, just said,

"If you like to eat, can't I like to eat."

Then fill the empty bowl in front of you with vegetables little by little.

Zhao Shihan is a mad man. She saw Lu Qi ate her head with her head buried in her mouth. She looked so cute and wanted to make a joke.

"Hey, brother Lu Qi, you can't stop drinking a glass of wine when you meet for the first time today. You have to drink a bottle to be considered a man."

She was holding a bottle of wine in her hand, and it seemed that her degree was not low. Cheng Tianqi, who was sitting next to her, silently moved the chair away. Chi Yike's complexion was convulsed and her headache was tight. Obviously, she did not do this less.

"Mad woman, make a video call to let uncle and aunt see you like this."

"The three-year-old kid only told his parents."

Zhao Shihan didn’t care, poured a full glass of wine and handed it to Lu Qi, like a bold female bandit,

"It's the man who did it!"

Lu Qi smiled and was about to take it, Huo Mingchen suddenly reached out and pressed the mouth of the cup, and took the glass of wine halfway.

"Look at his black nose and swollen face. He just came out of the hospital. I'll help him drink it."

After speaking, he raised his head and drank it.

Lu Qi watched by the side. He didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't say a word. Instead, Zhao Shihan heard that he had been fighting and went to the hospital and didn't drink him anymore. Instead, he was amazed by Huo Mingchen's appearance.

"It's rare that you still said that college life can change a person when you were so considerate to your brothers. This is true."

Fang Qi smiled but didn't say anything. Huo Mingchen didn't relax after drinking for a long time. He slapped his head, his voice was a little dumb.

"What the **** did you get."

Zhao Shihan is a drunken maniac, sitting down with a bottle of wine.

"Old Hengshui is dry, 67 degrees, it's okay."

Huo Mingchen had an even more headache. Fortunately, he had a good drink and only drank a glass, so he had to go to the hospital for Lu Qiba. Zhao Shihan began to transfer the persecutor again, Huo Mingchen was leaning on the table slowly, and a low voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Drink a bowl of soup."

Seeing this, Huo Mingchen raised his eyelids, straightened his body, and drank the soup he handed over, as if drunk or not.

"If you have a conscience, it didn't help you stop drinking in vain."

Lu Qi sighed and looked at a drunkard at the table.

"I don't have much, but conscience really doesn't."

Huo Mingchen felt that Lu Qi always held up the bar with him, his eyes slanted and said lightly.

"Why, let the dog eat it?"

"What are you doing with my conscience."

As soon as he dropped his voice, he got a kick on his leg. It didn't hurt much. Lu Qixiao slumped on the chair, thinking that it was a cat with teeth and claws. He habitually touched his pocket without touching anything, and then gave up. Up.

After drinking for three rounds, there are not many who can stand up. A driver in Zhao Shihan's family came to pick him up, and the others opened a room in a nearby hotel to make do with each other overnight.

After clearing up the mess, Lu Qi drove home, Huo Mingchen sat in the co-pilot, with his eyelids down, he was a little unconscious and yawned vaguely.

"Don't be scared today, the female lunatic Zhao Shihan is in a bad mood, she usually doesn't drink like this."

Lu Qi asked casually,

"Why is she in a bad mood."

"My sweetheart married someone else, two days ago."

"She has such a good family situation, why not fight for it."

Huo Mingchen squinted his eyes.

"You don't understand, there are some things that you can't win."

"She was quite a few years old. She used to be Xiaohan's piano teacher. She was from an average family. The Zhao family is just such a precious daughter. Is it possible? The young talents of our generation have long appointed her a good candidate. I'm getting married soon."

"How are people?"

"Very good, but it's not what I like, no matter how good it is, it's a fart."

Lu Qi didn't know why, he didn't speak, he said after a long time.

"What about you, will you get married in the future?"

The author has something to say:

Author Jun (holding the microphone): Will you get married in the future?

Huo Mingchen: Sex is male, like male, what do you think?

Lu Qi: Gender is male, loves money, what do you think?