After get off work time was up, Zhou Miaoyu packed up his things and came out of the office.

Standing in front of the elevator and waiting for the elevator, a person came over me.

She looked at the person who came sideways, but she was not ready to say hello.

The man stood with his shoulders in his arms, deliberately raising his head and chest, but that's all, he was still a little shorter than Zhou Miaoyu.

He bit his lip and stared at her in annoyance.

Zhou Miaoyu sneered secretly, and with a "Ding!" sound, the elevator door opened.

"Borrow it!" Qiao Sijia squeezed away Zhou Miaoyu and stepped into the elevator.

She had such a big position, but she wanted to squeeze herself.

Sometimes Zhou Miaoyu thought that Qiao Sijia was not only naive, but her mind might also be filled with paste.

Shi Shiran then went in and the door closed.

The numbers jumped downwards, and suddenly, a female voice rang out.

"Go to have a drink together?"

If it weren't for the only two people in the elevator, she and Qiao Sijia would never believe that Qiao Sijia said this.

Seeing the monster turning to look at her, Zhou Miaoyu sneered: "Are you talking to me?"

Qiao Sijia snorted, "Nonsense, there are only two of us here. If I don't tell you, can you tell the ghost?"

"That's not necessarily." Zhou Miaoyu sneered, "For me, your invitation is more terrifying than hitting a ghost."

"You!" Angry, Qiao Sijia suddenly curled her lips: "You don't dare, do you?"

Don't dare?

Would she not dare?

But Qiao Sijia has nothing to be afraid of.

Without an answer, the elevator reached the first floor, and the two of them left the elevator one by one and the other behind.

At this time, he had a tacit understanding. Qiao Sijia didn't drive and directly followed Zhou Miaoyu's car.

After fastening the seat belt, Zhou Miaoyu asked: "Where to drink?"

Qiao Sijia turned her head and looked out the window: "You can do whatever you want."

Raising her eyebrows, she took Qiao Sijia to a private club she often went to.

"Ms. Zhou, you are here." The waiter came up and asked respectfully: "Your private room is ready."

"Um."

Following Zhou Miaoyu, Qiao Sijia gritted her teeth: "Did you mean it? Take me here to show off, right?"

Looking back at her, Zhou Miaoyu said indifferently: "Is it necessary? If you ask where you go, you say it's casual. There are no acquaintances here, and I don't want others to catch me and you going to a nightclub. After all, we are not that good, aren't we?"

What she said makes sense.

Anyway, I asked her out for a date today, so I'd better bear it.

After entering the private room, Qiao Sijia threw her bag on the sofa and walked towards the bar.

"What to drink?"

Zhou Miaoyu said: "With you, I'll go to the bathroom."

It seems that Qiao Sijia is going to fight with her for 300 rounds today.

When she came out of the bathroom, Qiao Sijia had already prepared the wine and waited for her.

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With his slender fingers shaking his goblet, Zhou Miaoyu supported his chin with one hand, and asked leisurely: "How do you want to drink?"

Qiao Sijia snorted and said, "Do you know? What I hate the most is your self-righteous look. It's just that you are born better, so what's so amazing!"

"I was born well, but I did not work less than you."

"Try hard? Are you embarrassed to say work hard?" Qiao Sijia was so angry that she was dying. "Who worked harder than us? Why did you get everything in the end!"

"Do you think I'm here to listen to your grudge's wife say this?" Zhou Miaoyu interrupted her coldly, "Either drink or leave."

"Drink it!"

Anyway, the two of them collided, and they had to be more and more different no matter what they did.

I have never compared drinking, and no one can give in.

One cup after another, until both of them drank red cheeks and their eyes were blurred.

Qiao Sijia lay on the bar, cursing Zhou Miaoyu in her mouth. After listening for a long time, she was just complaining and jealous.

It took a long time since I drank so happily. Zhou Miaoyu rubbed his forehead and patted Qiao Sijia on the shoulder, "Shut up! I'll throw you out if I say something else!"

Qiao Sijia bit her lip, but she was really silent. She fumbled to get the bottle and poured herself another glass of wine.

Zhou Miaoyu shook her feet and walked to the bathroom crookedly.

"bell!"

On the bar, the cell phone rang.

Qiao Sijia touched it, but didn't even look at it, so she picked it up.

"Hello."

"Miaoyu? You finally answered the phone. Miaoyu, can we talk? Where are you?"

Qiao Sijia frowned and took the phone far away and looked at it.

On the screen, there are vaguely three words Yao Jinglan.

With a smile, she told the person over there an address.

"If you want to see Zhou Miaoyu, come over."

Zhou Miaoyu came out of the bathroom and found that the woman who was originally lying on the bar was missing.

Leaving?

Rake her hair and she fell on the sofa.

"Miaoyu? Are you okay with Miaoyu?"

Whose voice is in my ear, very familiar.

Zhou Miaoyu opened his eyes in confusion, and a person's face was reflected in his eyes.

The handsome face and worried look were not Yao Jinglan?

"The well railing?"

"Miaoyu, why do you drink so much?" Yao Jinglan held Zhou Miaoyu's arm and touched her hair.

Zhou Miaoyu pinched his eyebrows and his voice became a little cold: "Why are you here?"

When Yao Jinglan heard her voice was so cold, she felt a little disappointed and cheered up. He said, "I'll call you, your friend said you're here."

friend?

Damn Qiao Sijia!

I know she's messing around!

Let's see how she dealt with her tomorrow!

Standing up, she gently broke away from Yao Jinglan, "I'm fine, you leave first."

"Miaoyu." Yao Jinglan called her, held her wrist and said anxiously: "Can you not do this? Just because I said I like you, can't we become friends?"

He can't accept it!

Such a result cannot be accepted!

"I don't want to talk about this now, Jinglan." Zhou Miaoyu broke free from him in anger, took his handbag and cell phone and walked towards the door.

Yao Jinglan looked at her back and finally couldn't help it. She rushed forward and hugged her tightly from behind.

"Miaoyu, please don't treat me like this! Miaoyu!"

Zhou Miaoyu took a deep breath and exhaled a scent of turbid alcohol.

He let Yao Jinglan hold him motionlessly, but the voice he said was cold: "Jinglan, I will only say it once, let me go."

Yao Jinglan knew that Zhou Miaoyu was angry.

Let her go, he took two steps back, clenched his fists with both hands, "I understand, I'll take you home."

"No, I can call a taxi back by myself."

"Miaoyu, let me give it to you."

He said so bitterly.
To be continued...