To You, My Beloved

Tang Shi didn't wait for Chen Moshen to react, so he stood up slowly, took out two tissues from the table, handed them to Chen Moshen, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to put my legs down, no. I accidentally hit the table."

Lu Ran was sitting not far away, taking in Tang Shi's every move. Others might really think that Tang Shi was careless, but he and Tang Shi had known each other for so many years, and they instantly understood that this was carelessness. He just wanted to ruin the scene on purpose!

"It's okay." Chen Moshen smiled politely, stretched out his hand to receive the tissue handed over by Tang Shi.

Just when Chen Moshen's fingers were about to touch the paper towels, Tang Shi suddenly turned his fingers, threw the two paper towels on the table, and said in a calm tone: "I'll wipe the table."

When Lu Ran saw this scene, he raised his hand to cover the raised corners of his lips. This was not a clear intention to cause trouble, but he clearly meant it!

Chen Moshen's fingers suddenly stopped at the office. No matter how well-trained and stamina he was, his face showed a hint of embarrassment at this moment. He was stunned for a full minute before he stretched out his hand, took out a tissue and wiped it clean. Hands and cuffs.

Tang Shi saw with his own eyes that Gu Qingcheng's wine glass had been touched by Chen Moshen, so he pushed it aside with a bit of disgust and asked someone to get a new wine glass: "Qingcheng doesn't drink well, and he has a cold. Logically speaking, he should drink less. Drink some wine, but since the rules are set before playing this game, you have to drink, otherwise everyone will say they have a cold later, and the game will be meaningless, right?"

As he said that, Tang Shi picked up a bottle of cocktail with a strength of only 3 from the side, and then poured a full glass: "The cocktail is also wine, but the strength is a little lower. This does not break the rules, but also shows that we are taking care of the sick. …”

Tang Shi handed the wine glass to Gu Qingcheng, and then added: "It's really touching to come to the class reunion even though you are sick."

Gu Qingcheng just made up an excuse to avoid singing a duet with Chen Moshen. Now Tang Shi made a fuss about it. Not only did the foreign wine she was supposed to drink turn into a cocktail with only 3 degrees of alcohol, it even made her want to avoid it. It's like sacrificing a lot to ruin everyone's fun.

Gu Qingcheng's face was slightly feverish, and he was embarrassed to look at the old classmates around him. He just stretched out his hand and took the cocktail that was only 3 degrees Celsius that Tang Shi poured.

When Gu Qingcheng was about to drink, Tang Shi's hand suddenly stretched out: "Qingcheng is my fiancée. As my fiancé, I naturally have the obligation to drink this glass of wine for her."

With that said, Tang Shi took the 3-degree cocktail from Gu Qingcheng's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and then continued to pour himself a 3-degree cocktail without any shame or shame in his face. cocktail.

Tang Shi put down the empty wine glass and glanced at Chen Moshen who was standing in front of him: "Qingcheng has finished drinking. Now it's Mr. Chen's turn."

"In order to show that I accidentally soiled Mr. Chen's sleeves, I will pour the three glasses of wine that Mr. Chen wants to drink. This round, Mr. Chen and Qingcheng are partners, and Qingcheng only drank 3 degrees. cocktail, so Mr. Chen, should you be more gentlemanly and drink something with a slightly higher alcohol content?"

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