Author: Qi Chu Jiu

The food stuck in the throat was spat out by Hua Cheng.

"ah----"

The girl clenched and unclenched her hands in the air, not daring to open her mouth, but stared at Huacheng with burning eyes.

Huacheng took the glass of water handed over by An Ning, took a few sips, and then looked at the girl opposite and spoke.

"Mao Piaopiang, I found that you are really fluttering!"

"Who gave you the face to come here! Do you and I have anything to do with each other? When did I say that you are my woman!"

"If you are flirted with by me, I admit it, but I haven't talked to you from the beginning to the end. Why are you pretending to be so stupid? You really think of yourself as a person, don't you?"

When not facing An Ning, Huacheng has completely regained the momentum and talk of the little prince in Beijing.

The girl opposite, with her hair fluttering, finally cleaned up the food residue on her face, and also dealt with Huacheng, her momentum was not weak at all.

"Fart! I just like you. I wonder who dares to get close to you in this city!"

Mao Piaopiao's eyes involuntarily drifted towards An Ning. At this time, An Ning was holding a bottle of fruit wine in his hand, sitting on the table with one leg dangling on the edge of the table, watching the show.

She held up the wine bottle and said to Mao Piaopiao: "Don't get involved with me."

Mao Piaopian was not stupid, but when facing Huacheng, she felt anxious and afraid.

With An Ning's behavior, she knew that she had misunderstood the relationship between Huacheng and her.

"Well, I'm sorry, I don't know what you two are doing. When others tell me, I get anxious."

Mao Piaopiao apologized to An Ning.

An Ning actually has a good impression of Mao Piaopiao, who retains his IQ, not much, just one point.

She raised the wine bottle casually and took another sip, showing that she didn't care.

Seeing An Ning drinking again, Huacheng's IQ instantly reached a high point, and she almost knelt down in front of An Ning.

"My ancestor, please stop drinking. Jiangxia will skin me if you drink again."

"Why?"

An Ning didn't realize how drunk she looked right now. Hua Cheng was really worried and wanted to get the bottle, but An Ning wouldn't let her.

Even if he didn't give it, the reflection of Huacheng was still clearly reflected in his pupils, giving him the illusion that he was about to lose the head on his neck.

Mao Piaopiao next to her also understood. This girl is a very important person to Jiang Xia, right?

She stopped being jealous instantly.

Huacheng couldn't persuade An Ning, so he had to turn his head and look at Mao Piaopiao again.

"Mao Piaopiao, let me formally inform you once again that I don't like you and will never get married in this life. I hate marriage. Can you please stop spending time with me?"

Mao Piaopiao completely ignored Huacheng's words, looked at him with a smile and said: "It doesn't matter, I don't need to get married, as long as I am with you."

Huacheng slapped himself on the forehead. He didn't understand why!

"Mao Piaopiao, are you mentally ill?"

Mao Piaopiao automatically filtered out all the unpleasant words in Huacheng, and her eyes looked at him like stars.

Huacheng has a headache.

He has a very clear understanding of himself. He likes to fall in love, and he only likes to fall in love.

Each of his relationships was serious, but they never lasted, and he didn't think he could meet a woman who would make him give up an entire ocean.

In today’s terms, Huacheng is a carefree and self-aware person.

No matter what Huacheng said, Mao Piaopiao just didn't listen and couldn't hear it. The woman who was deeply infatuated always thought that she was the one who saved the love-hearted man.

"bump---"

The door opened, and Jiang Xia, who was sweating profusely, finally arrived.

Jiang Xia glanced around and could understand a little bit about the scene in the house.

He walked straight towards An Ning, looked at the slightly tipsy An Ning and said, "Are you going by yourself or by yourself?"

Huh? This routine is not quite right!

This is the common thought of Huacheng and Mao Piaopiao. Huacheng looked at Jiang Xia with hatred. Everyone is drunk. Why don't you seize the opportunity?

Jiang Xia completely ignored the eyes of Huacheng and others, and just looked at An Ning intently.

An Ning's face had a hint of drunkenness, and her eyes were filled with moisture, which covered the corners of her eyes and softened the hardness of her whole body.

"You are--smart."

After saying this, An Ning jumped down from the table. The slightly drunken look on his face disappeared in a second, and his eyes became clear.

"Xiaohuacheng, I had a lot of fun chatting today, let's continue next time."

"Jiang Xia, next time you invite me to dinner, if you don't come, please make some preparations."

An Ning walked out of the private room first, leaving a lonely figure behind.

Huacheng pointed at An Ning with a questioning look on his face and looked at Jiang Xia.

"She can get drunk if she wants to. No one can make her drunk if she doesn't want to."

Jiang Xia took An Ning's schoolbag and followed.

Huacheng put his palm against his forehead, and he was worried in vain.

"Flower City----"

Mao Piaopiao's shout made Huacheng feel angry. For the first time, he turned around without anger, looked at Mao Piaopiao and asked: "Do you really like me so much?"

"Even if I don't marry you, are you willing? Even if I break up with you in the end, are you willing?"

"I do!"

Mao Piaopian answered loudly.

"Okay, I hope you don't regret it."

Huacheng promised that he would have a serious relationship. As for the result, he didn't care.

Mao Piaopiao hugged Huacheng crazily, and she realized her biggest wish since childhood.

Crazy laughter came from the private room. An Ning, who had already gone out, looked back and then turned back.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at the sad story of a young girl."

An Ning's words made Jiang Xia nervous to follow her and ask: "Can you still see marriage?"

"No, I'm not Yue Lao. Maybe Feng Shui, the aura between the two is not that harmonious."

Jiang Xia became even more curious and asked with a bit of anticipation: "Then can you also see your own aura?"

"Jiang Xia, are you confused? Don't you know?"

"Hehehe, I am confused, what about me?"

Jiang Xia asked, An Ning stopped and stared at Jiang Xia.

She shook her head vigorously and said, "I drank too much, so my calculations are not very accurate. I can't see yours either. It's strange."

He said the strange tranquility and walked forward a little doubtfully. Jiang Xia behind him was a little happy.

It's not good to see.

It is said that people who are close to the fortune teller, or those who are too involved with the fortune teller, will not be able to calculate the fortune.

He must be one of them.

An Ning took Jiang Xia's car back. On the way, Jiang Xia explained the reason for his lateness.

"You said, Huacheng's father wants to work with you on communication matters?"

"Yes, it's half upper class and half private. The proportion may be adjusted. In short, such an important matter cannot be in the hands of private individuals."

"That makes sense."

An Ning didn't express any opinions on this. She didn't want to do business, and she wasn't very good at communication.

"An Ning, I want to buy your technology and give you half of my share."
Chapter completed!