Three minutes later, three women appeared in Jiang Can's vision.

They were holding hands and shaking, and they seemed to be drunk at first glance.

Jiang Can saw that several men on the roadside were straightened.

There was an old buck teeth man with a good appearance of 48 and a wealth of minus 680,000 rubbed his hands and approached the three women.

Jiang Can sighed inwardly, crossing between the two sides.

"Brother Can!" Song Qiyue smiled and reached out to beg for a hug.

"Be more reserved!" Cao Xin grabbed her and pouted, "Come on, kiss my sister!"

Tang Xiaoguo blocked the two women with one elbow: "You two want to go home and have fun, don't be embarrassed on the street."

Jiang Can has a very headache.

He was really worried that Tang Xiaoguo would do this too.

She obviously drank too much.

Fortunately, Tang Xiaoguo still shaking his fist and hit his chest: "Why are you standing there? Why don't you take us home quickly?"

"Oh, I'll call a taxi." Jiang Can took out his cell phone.

The old men beside him were stunned.

He walked forward a little and turned his head to look at Jiang Can.

He changed his angle and looked at Jiang Can again.

"Is it a fucking reason? Is it so shameless to be handsome?"

...

Jiang Can took three women into the car.

The driver was a young man.

As soon as Jiang Can came to open the car door, the other party smelled the strong smell of wine.

The driver frowned and was about to remind the other party to change the car when he suddenly saw three beautiful ladies standing side by side.

His eyes lit up and he resisted the desire to speak.

Jiang Can threw the three women into the back seat and then sat in the passenger seat.

"Who are you close?" he asked, turning his head.

No one answered.

"Yueyue?" he asked.

Song Qiyue hummed twice and stopped talking.

She deliberately got herself drunk, thinking that it would be best to take the opportunity to be taken home by Jiang Can.

Now her head was dizzy, but she was very awake, which made her annoyed that she should have two more bottles.

Jiang Can turned his gaze to Cao Xin again: "Sister Xin?"

"I am no more than two years older than you, and my name is Xiao Xinxin." Cao Xin turned over and crawled onto Song Qiyue's shoulder.

Jiang Can wanted to vomit a little.

"Don't be so disgusting." Tang Xiaoguo knocked her head, turned her head and looked at Jiang Can with a smile: "Or take them to your house, right?"

“My house only has one bed and no sofa.”

"That's right." Tang Xiaoguo blinked.

Damn it!

The driver stared at the rearview mirror and his eyes were almost glaring out.

He glanced at Jiang Can's face again, and he was so jealous that he became a bat with rabies.

"It's so disgusting, so hurtful, so disharmonious!"

"If I had this face, I wouldn't have to run away."

He glanced at the destination and thought that he would call the police when he arrived at the station later: Someone was engaged in a multi-person exercise.

"I'll take you to the hotel?" Jiang Can asked.

Song Qiyue didn't say anything.

Cao Xin turned her head and took out her cell phone with a smile: "Let me find a place to put me down, and my boyfriend will pick me up."

"You all have boyfriends?" Jiang Can was surprised.

Cao Xin sat upright, shook it down and then lay down halfway, and said angrily: "Am I so ugly that I can't see anyone?"

"No." Jiang Can smiled awkwardly.

He recalled that when he met, the other party kept talking and did not do anything excessive.

But there were so many single girls around him, and he didn't expect to meet someone with a master.

Cao Xin reached out and poked him: "Don't think that being handsome can really do whatever you want."

Jiang Can said nothing.

"After all, you are a little internet celebrity, and your reputation will definitely become more and more popular in the future. You have to pay attention to your behavior, words and deeds..." Cao Xin muttered.

She didn't look like she was drunk.

Song Qiyue had already snored slightly.

The driver kept pricking his ears and listening, curious about the identities of these people.

Suddenly, his shoulder was knocked down.

"Go to this place." Tang Xiaoguo handed out his cell phone.

The driver glanced quickly.

"Mid-Tang International?"

"Um."

The driver looked at Jiang Can.

"Listen to her." Jiang Can said.

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and stopped talking.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped.

Song Qiyue smiled foolishly, watching her drunkenness deeper.

Cao Xin sat on the side of the road with her knees in her arms, staring at the passing vehicles stupidly.

Jiang Can and Tang Xiaoguo looked at each other subconsciously, and then looked away from each other.

The two looked up at the moon at the same time.

The haze is too heavy and you can't see anything.

Jiang Can felt a little awkward inexplicably.

"Lao Jiang." Tang Xiaoguo suddenly spoke.

"ah?"

Ten seconds later.

Jiang Can turned to look at her: "What's the matter?"

Tang Xiaoguo shook her head and pointed at Song Qiyue who was leaning against her shoulder for a while and said, "Yueyue is pretty good."

"Um."

"You are not young anymore."

"The same to you."

"Hey, why are you talking about me?" Tang Xiaoguo glared at him.

"You said it wrong?" Jiang Can looked at her from top to bottom, "Can you be very young?"

"you……"

Didi.

A car stopped.

Cao Xin waved his hands at the two of them and got into the car.

Jiang Can looked at Tang Xiaoguo: "What should she do?"

"Help," Tang Xiaoguo staggered, "Anyway, my family doesn't lack a bedroom."

"Then I..."
To be continued...