405、Who is the pig brain
Ji Mingqian glanced at him, reached out to grab a can of beer, pulled open the pull ring, raised his head and took a few sips.
After fighting with the crayfish for two minutes, only a little meat residue was left, and nothing was left. Jiang Yisheng said depressedly, "Did the crayfish you bought were not fried?"
“…”
Ji Mingqian glanced at him, his eyes moved to the remaining lobster tail in his hand, and the corners of his lips shook slightly.
He didn't know how to peel his hands, and he blamed the crayfish for not being fried.
Can you reflect on yourself?
Ji Mingqian took the disposable gloves and put them on them, reached out to grab a crayfish and slowly peeled the shell.
Forgot to have just offended the person, he complained, "Jiang Yisheng, did you rarely eat crayfish before? You can't even peel the shell."
"Who said no, the crayfish was not cooked just now." Jiang Yisheng said harshly, resolutely refused to admit that he would not peel crayfish.
It was another clumsy reason that Ji Mingqian put the peeled shrimp into his bowl.
"For me?" Jiang Yisheng looked down at the complete shrimp meat in the bowl, and a little surprised appeared in his eyes.
Ji Mingqian raised his eyebrows, "Can you give it to me in your bowl?"
Jiang Yisheng crawled into a shallow smile between his eyebrows and eyes, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the shrimp meat and dipped it in dipping sauce, and ate it with a savory taste.
Ji Mingqian peeled another one for him and put it in his bowl, "I'll peel crayfish for you. Can the matter just now be even?"
Jiang Yisheng curled his lips and ignored his questions.
He wanted to even out a meal of crayfish, but he thought it was beautiful.
"Then I'll take you to play motorcycle tomorrow. Will this work?" Ji Mingqian continued.
Jiang Yisheng said in a cold voice, "I don't know who said that my body was inconsistent."
Ji Mingqian, “…”
Why did he hold such a grudge?
"Who said that, why don't I know?" He laughed and pretended to be puzzled.
Jiang Yisheng gave him a blank look and pretended, and he continued to pretend.
He reached out to grab the beer and took a sip. The frozen beer had just entered his mouth, making him sober up instantly.
Good ice.
"If you can't drink it, don't force it. I'll get you juice, right?" Ji Mingqian glanced at him frowned and laughed softly.
With the idea that he could not lose face, Jiang Yisheng snorted and replied firmly, "Isn't it just a can of beer, who do you look down on?"
Oh, I'm still angry.
Ji Mingqian smiled more and more recklessly, and his temper was quite stubborn.
"Okay, you can drink it, you can't do it." He flattered, not too obvious in his perfunctory tone.
Jiang Yisheng's five fingers were closed, and the beer can was slightly shrunk, making a slight slight sound.
Despise people.
Ji Mingqian slowly peeled the crayfish and turned it into his mouth.
Unexpectedly, the person next to him suddenly picked up the beer and poured it into the pot.
Ji Mingqian was stunned and reacted and reached out to grab it. A can of beer was already bottoming out.
"Damn, Jiang Yisheng, who can drink like you?"
After throwing away the beer can, Ji Mingqian turned to look at Jiang Yisheng. His beautiful face dizzy and two smears of rouge red. His eyes, like green crystal, looked a little confused, and he was slightly drunk.
Ji Mingqian's heart skipped a beat and raised his hand to pat his face, "Hey, Jiang Yisheng, you won't be drunk so soon, right?"
What if a can of beer agreed to be okay?
This liar.
The slender and jade-like big hand suddenly grabbed his hand, and Jiang Yisheng pursed his mouth, and his tone was quite aggrieved, "Do you hit me?"
Ji Mingqian complained in his heart that he was wronged.
Without expecting to reason with a drunkard, Ji Mingqian said lightly, "Jiang Yisheng, let's discuss something, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, the man suddenly punched him in the chest.
"Ahem."
Unprepared, Ji Mingqian almost suffered internal injuries by him.
At this moment, he had to suspect that this guy pretended to be the most revenge on him.
Another fist hit, Ji Mingqian reached out to catch it, and said depressedly, "Jiang Yisheng, what are you doing to hit me?"
"Beat you, hit you..." Jiang Yiqian muttered.
Ji Mingqian leaned his head closer, heard his words clearly, and looked at the sky speechlessly.
Beat him?
Did he do something wrong?
With his hands caught, Jiang Yisheng directly stepped on his feet and kicked Ji Mingqian's calves with his toes.
After kicking a few times, the strength was quite strong. Ji Mingqian drew a black line on his forehead, pressing his hand with one hand and his leg with the other, "Jiang Yisheng, are you drunk?"
Could this guy pretend to be drunk and beat him up?
Jiang Yisheng ignored him, broke free from his hand, and stood up staggeringly.
He shook his head and walked towards the door with a slight pace.
Afraid that he would fall, Ji Mingqian hurriedly chased after him and grabbed his arm, "Where are you going?"
"Ice skating, I'm going to... Ice skating." Jiang Yisheng was shaking and speechless.
Ji Mingqian twitched lightly, and he was walking around in the middle of the night.
"Let me go... let go..." Jiang Yisheng shouted, changing his usual gentle and elegant young man.
After experiencing his previous drunken experience, Ji Mingqian didn't plan to reason with him, and coaxed him in a gentle voice, "Going skating tomorrow, can you go back to bed first?"
Jiang Yisheng shook his head, pointed at him with his finger, and smiled foolishly, "Rat, you are a big mouse."
“…”
Ji Mingqian resisted the urge to carry the person and throw it into the trash can.
He took a deep breath and asked patiently, "Jiang Yisheng, why am I a big mouse?"
After being drunk, Jiang Yisheng's skills in finishing off the knife have been significantly improved. His smile is silly, but his words are choking, "You are ugly."
Critical strike, critical strike.
Ji Mingqian smiled angrily, reached out to pinch his cheek, gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me again."
Jiang Yisheng's eyelids were already fighting, his frivolous steps were uncontrollable, and his body leaned forward.
Ji Mingqian reached out to catch him, Jiang Yisheng fell on him, and his jaw rested on his shoulder.
Fearing that history will repeat itself, Ji Mingqian warned him, "Hey, don't vomit me, otherwise I and you will never end up."
Before he finished speaking, the man's murmur fell in his ears, and he could barely hear the vague words clearly, "Pig Brain, you Pig Brain."
Ji Mingqian raised his sword eyebrows lightly, who are you scolding?
He lowered his voice and asked curiously, "Who is the pig's brain?"
"Ji Mingqian." The sound of mosquitoes and flies carries the loneliness that is difficult to detect in the stars.
Ji Mingqian, “…”
I was scolded for the first time for so long as I lived for a pig's brain. I was in such a fucking mood... speechless.
Ge Di, the person who fell on him had no idea where the strength came from, pushed him away.
Ji Mingqian stood firmly with the wall, raised his eyes and looked at the person walking out the door, and quickly chased him out.
"Jiang Yisheng, don't be drunk and go to bed, or throw you into the trash can." Ji Mingqian pulled him into the room, threatening with a vicious tone.
Chapter completed!