If you don't lower your head, you will never see my original hand

"So" Sunny stirred up the stuff in the army pot. This article was first published by L. "You did nothing and came out of Tara. Your good things were not done and it ruined my good things. Oh, you are so awesome."

Jin Zhongming stared at Li Sanlang.

"Boss, add three portions of beef." Sika waved her hand and signaled. "Two more bottles of soju."

"Immediately," the boss shouted immediately, but the thing was delivered as soon as he finished speaking. By the way, he also added some hot soup and charcoal. It was amazing that he could still sell so much beef during this period.

"What are you two doing with big eyes?" Xika scolded her angrily while laying beef. "Sunny, you said, he ruined your good deeds. Didn't he just ask Xiaomin to go back to accompany Eunjing? And when you ask you to come out to drink, aren't you very neat?"

"Your family" Sunny gave up on his confrontation with Kim Jong-ming in a self-deprecating manner.

"Yes, our family." Sika calmly put down the empty beef plate.

Kim Jong-ming rubbed his red eyes, then casually unscrewed a new bottle of soju.

"Forget Wood, I don't want to say anything about you." Xika glanced at Kim Jong-ming, feeling nothing was so angry. "If it weren't for this matter today, I wouldn't have known that you bought the ring. You also specially customized a matching package. Are you crazy? Didn't I tell you that Eun-jing wouldn't have accepted your ring so early?"

"I was wrong." Jin Zhongming shook his wine glass. "I'm too domineering. I know she doesn't want to accept this now, but I still spoke up."

"Then why didn't you become domineering?" Sunny raised his glass and touched Kim Jong-ming, but his tone was very cold. "According to your opinion, you were a little tough just now and might just press her to do things, and maybe you could still eat people. Why didn't you continue to become domineering?"

"I'm soft-hearted."

Y stopped talking immediately, and Sika was silent. There was only the sound of bubbling in the shop, which was the sound of boiling water in the army pot.

"If Xiaomin is here, Eun-jing should be fine." After a long time, Xika spoke first.

"You can guess Eun-jing's appearance by looking at me." Kim Jong-ming's answer was very interesting. "Friends are mutual, she will do whatever I do. She should feel uncomfortable, but she may not be hurt."

"What does it mean?" Sunny couldn't understand at all.

"This time I was really too strong and raised the problem of slowing down." Jin Zhongming sighed. "This thing must be solved, but there is not a good news. The buffering measures between us were good. In the end, she was hugged and landed. She was very moved by her arms. I was willing to hug her, and she should also be very moved. In fact, there is no need to hurry up, otherwise it will be of no benefit to anyone, right? I will learn from my mistakes."

"Does men talk so much when they drink?" Sika scratched her head a little.

Well, Xika's words cannot be called a mistake. The more Kim Jong-ming drank, the more he said, the more he said, the more he talked.

In sharp contrast, Sunny, who didn't say a word, but had a great alcohol tolerance. In fact, it was mainly because she accompanied Kim Jong-ming to drink, and then Sika accompanied Kim Jong-ming to talk nonsense.

In short, these three people can drink happily.

However, as time came almost 1:00 a.m., Y obviously drank too much, and Xica, who didn't drink much, actually had a bit of a scent.

"But Zhong Ming." Sunny suddenly felt a little reluctant to say anything. "What you said just now is right. I also think you two won't break up because of this time. But the key to the problem is that you both run very fast, and your life and career rhythm are there, just like two sports cars stuck together. To be honest, it is not impossible to maintain balance while driving rapidly, but the person who needs to be fast will take the initiative to slow down the rhythm, but even so, it will accidentally scratch and scratch. And what if one of you wants to speed up and the other can't keep up?"

"I'll just take her to have sex with you." Kim Jong-ming didn't raise his head and went down with another glass of soju.

"She is so proud and willing to take your ride." Sunny seemed to hear some joke. "If this were the case, she would be happy to accept your ring today, and you would have gone out of the sheets long ago."

"Is it difficult to get out of the sheets?" Kim Jong-ming bypassed the first half of Sunny's words. "Look at my pocket, the inner pocket of the dress hanging on the chair."

The drunken sunny churned without hesitation. The two inner pockets of the windbreaker were very deep. After a while, a rose with only two petals was taken out, and then a few scattered petals were scattered. Then several sets of condoms were turned out in another pocket.

"You are so disgusting." Even though Sunny was so worried, she blushed a little at this time. As she said that, she threw these condoms into the trash can under her feet.

"What's disgusting?" Jin Zhongming sneered. "Who said the three words "get out of bed sheet first, and we both were mentally prepared today. I guess she must have bought it, but it's a pity. It was supposed to be beautiful and beautiful scenery under the moon, but I ruined it myself."

"It's a pity to say those two rings." Xika, who hadn't spoken, suddenly mentioned something.

y glanced at Sika, but said nothing.

"Yes, it's a pity." As he said that, Kim Jong-ming took out two rings from his pocket, and he landed the box directly there, so there were two rings. The two sea blue gems on the ring looked particularly beautiful. "You two are one, save waste. Even if I give Eun-jing something in the future, I won't dare to take this again."

Whether it was Sunny, they all looked at each other helplessly. The words were like that. As Kim Jong-ming said, even if he wanted to give Eun-jing a gift next time, how could he still use the pair of rings to say extra words? With his current value, this thing would not care about these two gems, so it was a real pity for this thing.

"Yeah," Sunny looked at Sika with a little drunkenness. "Actually, Sika can be taken back. Even if she can't wear it, she can pick out the gems and let the jewelry store make something new for you."

"Then you can do it too." Sika had a headache. "But, if that's the case, Eun-jing would see it very badly."

"She may not remember what this pair of ring looks like, she didn't seem to dare to look at it." Jin Zhongming smiled embarrassedly, wondering if it was an illusion, but the tone of his words seemed particularly sober and serious. "Don't you two really try it?"

The table was strangely silent for a while, then sunny gritted his teeth, reached out to grab a ring under the gaze of Sika and Kim Jong-ming, and tried the middle finger of his left hand, and found that it was a bit big. Could it be that Kim Jong-ming's manly style, so she touched another ring, but this one was bigger than just now. It turned out that the one just now was indeed a woman, and this one was Kim Jong-ming's.

An inexplicable feeling of depressedness surged in my heart. A previous extremely unhappy experience appeared in my mind again. The courage that sunny had just plucked up just now was ejaculated again, and the ring was thrown on the table by her.

"Love whoever you want" Sunny said as he slapped his face on the table.

"Forget it." Sika touched the ring seriously, but in the end she didn't dare to try it. "Wood, please keep it for both mothers. Don't be a pity for such a good gem."

Jin Zhongming looked at Xika seriously. He stood up and touched the other person's head pamperedly, and then began to pack up his things. He put on his coat and put on the two rings. After thinking for a while, he stuffed the rose with only two petals in it, and then he was about to leave.

"Wood, do you want me to send you?" Sika stood up and asked nervously. "You have drunk so much."

"It's okay to walk." Kim Jong-ming waved his hand. "I didn't bring the money, I settled the bill and sent Sunny back to the dormitory. I'll go back first."

"Oh" Sika responded absent-mindedly.

Kim Jong-ming actually really drank too much, but at the beginning he was pretty sane. In addition, there was very few people in the early morning, so he walked back to the apartment building where he was. However, on the bottom floor of the apartment building, as the sour wine came up, he couldn't hold on at that time, and even the security guard downstairs helped him press the elevator.

But Kim Jong-ming, who was dying, refused the other party's support proposal and leaned on the elevator alone. The security guard also felt that since he could still speak, he should not fall on the last part of the road. So, Kim Jong-ming, who was sore in pain by the unsmooth air in the elevator, simply fell to his doorstep. He had no strength or energy, and he got up and entered the password. Now he just wanted to sit in the corner of his doorstep to wake up.

I don’t know how long it took, at 2:3 in the morning or just a few minutes later, Kim Jong-ming, who was having a split headache, heard a sound mixed with surprise and worry but a sense of peace of mind in his ears.

“Oppa, when did you come back?”

"Happy Christmas Eve, Chu Long." Jin Zhongming started to communicate with the other party normally without thinking. He was too familiar with the voice.

"Happy, oppa, I thought you, I thought you would stay outside today"

"Things are not there, I'm back."

"oppa, since you are back, I will help you in and I will prepare a Christmas gift for you."

"No need to go in for now, it's cold outside, but it feels better."

"Oh, then I'll get you a blanket and my gift."

With a watch, the confused Jin Zhongming could tell at a glance that it was a very ordinary watch. In fact, with Chulong's financial resources, this was probably her limit.

But no matter what, if you say it, this girl wants to remind herself not to forget her casually?

“What’s wrong with oppa”

"It's okay, it's still a headache. I'll give you a Christmas gift, too."

What Jin Zhongming took out was the rose branch that still had two petals. The petals on it were wilted. He apologized and wanted to throw them away.

However, the other party reached out to grab it.

"What's going on?" Kim Jong-ming asked with a dry smile. "It's really no need to do this."

"No other meaning, I'm just worried that if there is nothing else on Oppa, I can't give up this last thing."

Kim Jong-ming squeezed his eyes. The brain tingling caused by this action made him barely regain a little recognition and rationality: "Why do you have it?"

Listening to the other party's words, Chu Long, who was holding the rose branch that could be called garbage, suddenly wanted to cry. To be honest, until now, she didn't know whether her persistence was meaningful, but she still didn't want to let go. She didn't want all her previous persistence to disappear. She had an inexplicable understanding that if she really gave up and interrupted, she would never be able to take it.

So, as the other party said, when she didn't know if there was anything more meaningful on the other party, she had no choice but to grab the rose. It was as if she didn't know if the other party would just turn up and fall asleep in the next second, so she had to hand over the gift she had prepared for a long time in such a powerless situation.

The sudden silence made Jin Zhongming, who was barely energetic, feel a little uncomfortable. He looked around with a blurred look. To be honest, the field of vision is very small, but he gained something unexpected.

Jin Zhongming suddenly let go of the shaking rose branch and grabbed the other party's hand. To be precise, the index finger of his left hand wrapped with strange bandaging methods.

"Is this cut from glass?" Kim Jong-ming's tone became clear.

"Yeah," Chu Long replied softly.

“In my place”

"Um"

"Thank you." Jin Zhongming said something inconsistently.

Chu Long didn't say anything this time.

Jin Zhongming, who was sitting at the foot of the wall, took out the two rings from his arms, gestured in Chu Long's slightly surprised eyes, and then gently put the smaller one on the other party through the gauze.

Unlike Sunny, it has a layer of gauze padding, and the ring is unexpectedly suitable.

"Merry Christmas, Chu Long." Jin Zhongming calmly put away another ring, and then put on the watch sent by the other party. "Help me in and oppa and stand alone." To be continued.
Chapter completed!