Chapter 910

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At 8 p.m., in a dance hall.

Jiang Hao and Qi Qiao are drinking happily inside.

"I didn't expect you to drink so well?" Jiang Hao looked at five empty bottles and a blank Baijiu and an empty red wine bottle on the table. He was surprised. "This is three mixed. You drank so much, you are not drunk!"

"These drinks are low in alcohol." Qi Qiao lit a cigarette and held it in his hand.

Jiang Baijiu slobber his lips before he saw the bottle, and sighed. "This is sixty degrees old white dry." You told me it was low! "

Jiang Hao, who was confident about his drinking capacity, has been hit by Qi Qiao and doubts his life.

looked at Jiang Hao's face and was shocked. "I drank wine from childhood, so I started out, and you drank a lot." Jiang Hao said, "

," he looked at his two empty bottles and several glasses of Baijiu, shaking his head with a bitter smile.

Compared with Qi Qiao, it's a long way off.

Maybe it's because of drinking, so the topic between them gradually began to become more and more. Qi Qiao sat in the opposite position, looked at Jiang Hao with one hand and asked casually, "how many children are there in your family?"

"Two" Jiang Hao put down his wine glass, picked up Qi Qiao's cigarette and held it in his mouth: "another one is my father's illegitimate son, a child born with another woman. He made the woman die early outside, and the child was taken home by him"

"shit! "Scum" Qi Qiao instantly sank his face: "the wild seeds made outside have the courage to take home? What about your mother? She didn't divorce your father? "

In Qi Qiao's mind, this kind of man can't bear it.

“…” Jiang Hao suddenly stopped talking.

He didn't know how to answer Qi Qiao's words.

"Forget it. Don't talk about it. Let's keep drinking!" Qi Qiao holds the beer bottle and drinks it directly. Jiang Hao looks at Qi Qiao and grabs the bottle in her hand:

stop drinking. You have drunk enough today. What happened to you? Why are you in a bad mood? "

"Nothing" Qi Qiao took a deep breath, picked eyebrows and sat on the chair behind him: "it's just It's a little annoying. Every time it's almost new year's day, I feel very annoying. But it doesn't matter. You don't have to care. My state will be fine after the years pass. "

"It doesn't matter, you can talk to me when you are drinking tonight." Jiang Hao poured a glass of wine for himself, then put it on his lips: "when tomorrow morning is over, I don't know anything, just like before, you can treat me as an emotional trash can"

" Qi Qiao laughed, picked up the salted peanut on the table and took a bite. After a while, he sighed and replied, "I just wonder if I'm really bad"

"no way." Jiang Hao looked at Qi Qiao and said, "why do you have such doubts? I think you are very attractive "

" then why don't they like me? " Qi Qiao dropped his eyes, feeling slightly lost: "New Year's Day My mother took my sister for the holiday, my father and my grandmother and grandfather for the holiday, but I had nowhere to go, no one wanted. "

"Your father and your mother are divorced?" Jiang Hao put down his glass and asked carefully. "Well," Qi Qiao nodded, "I divorced a long time ago. My mother took my sister and left me to my father. So I live with my father, um But I moved out a long time ago. "

"Ah," Jiang Hao looked at Qi Qiao and suddenly exclaimed, "I remember"

"eh?" Qi Qiao looks at Jiang Hao with a puzzled face. He doesn't know what he thinks of. Jiang Hao looks at Qi Qiao and says casually: "I remember that I ran into your sister, Qi man, on the roadside stall in Shanghai last time."

Jiang Hao said, scratching his head, embarrassed to say something to Qi Qiao, and then sipped his lips to explain: "I mistook her for you at that time, but fortunately, I reflected it in time later"

after listening to Qi Qiao, he sipped his lips and didn't speak. Jiang Hao looked at Qi Qiao, held the bottle in his hands, put his chin on his hand, and asked casually: "you just now Just said that you have moved out from a long time ago, can I ask why? Why are you moving out of the house? Your father's not worried about you? "

Although Qi Qiao is good at fighting and using force to blow up her watch, in Jiang Hao's opinion, she is a girl anyway. How can her father be relieved when she is alone outside.

"Because I'm going to learn martial arts, after learning martial arts, I can't talk with him, and he can't stand me now, so I'm not allowed to enter the house." Qi Qiao holds his cheek with one hand, and his tone is flat, as if he is talking about other people's affairs.

"What's wrong with what you look like now?" Jiang Hao looked at Qi Qiao: "I think you're very good, and you have a great personality. You're much better than those soft and delicate little girls"

"my father likes soft and delicate little girls." Qi Qiao + looked at Jiang Hao, rolled up his sleeve, and revealed the poisonous scorpion on his wrist: "he doesn't like me "Dressed up as a hooligan""I think it's pretty, I like it," Jiang Hao said, reaching for a glass of wine: "no matter what, don't think about these unhappy

things! Let's have the last drink, and then we'll go back to our homes! "

"Good!" Qi Qiao nodded, and the two glasses banged together. Jiang Hao took the glass and drank it clean. After drinking it, he wiped his mouth. He took Qi Qiao's wrist, dropped some money and went out with her.

"The air outside the ballroom is better!" Jiang Hao pulls Qi Qiao's wrist and stands outside the dance hall, taking a deep breath.

Qi Qiao has been playing in the dance hall for a long time. Now he suddenly sees the cold wind and can't help rubbing his arm.

Jiang Hao took off his coat and put it on her. He strode forward. As he walked, he put his hands in his pocket and turned to look at Qi Qiao: "put on your clothes. When I went out before, I said you didn't wear too much. Look, it's cold now!"

"Fortunately, it was too hot in the dance hall just now, and now it suddenly came out. I can't stand it." Qi Qiao said, shivering and carefully put on Jiang Hao's coat. Then he shrunk his neck and asked Jiang Hao, who was only wearing a thin sweater, "ah, aren't you cold?"