Chapter 373: The president is green on his head. 17

He looked at Azhao seriously and frowned. "I really can't figure it out."
Azhao knows what he wants to ask.
He couldn't figure out why the two men wanted to do this.
Ten years of brotherhood, and years of mutual support, can not withstand that burst of sudden desires?
Azhao sighed and looked at the man who looked serious and waited for his answer.
"They don't know how to cherish it."
When the two crossed the hurdle, they already showed that a brother who had betrayed for more than ten years, one who betrayed his fiancé who respected himself.
"Yes, they don't know how to cherish..." Xu Xiu whispered.
He suddenly reached out and covered his face, as if he was convincing himself, and he was thinking of instilling himself with himself.
"They are not worth it."
A Zhao listened to the man saying to himself.
Azhao suddenly had some distress.
"They are really not worth it. What a big deal, you are not willing, uncomfortable, others are green, can you go back green?"
Xu Xiubai has a glimpse.
His hand was put down, and some looked at A Zhao, seemingly scared by her remarks.
This scene is very rare.
This man will always be meticulous in his usual manner, and his demeanor and restraint seem to have been carved into his bones.
But at the moment, his hair was scattered, the clothes were stained with wine, the twilight was faint, and his face was smeared with red because of the rendering of the wine.
Even if you sit here and do nothing, inexplicable, it will bring a bit of color.
Azhao clearly saw that the two female guests who had just entered had already looked a few eyes to this side - they certainly would not come to see Azhao.
"Green back?" Xu Xiuba repeated it.
Alcohol paralyzed him and thinking became very difficult.
He thought for a long time before digesting these two words: "How green?"
Azhao took up his chin and looked at him: "Let you grab someone else's girlfriend, you can't do it..." The key Azhao couldn't bear it.
"It's better to take a step back. I will seduce Wang Huaxin and then smash him again..."
"No!" This time, Xu Xiubai refused to be completely thorough.
"Why not?" A Zhao looked at him.
Xu Xiubai was already drunk, and he didn't even think about A Zhao's words. He only wanted to let her do this.
"I just can't." He emphasized it seriously.
Then slowly raised my hand and looked at it for a long time before I understood the time: "Not too early, I... send you home..."
"Yes, send you home."
He slowly muttered: "You can't let a girl go home too late."
Slowly stood up.
A Zhao looked at him as both distressed and funny and felt at ease.
A man who is drunk and can still remember to send a lady home, can only say one thing: Chu Sining's vision is too bad.
Or, she didn't have that life.
A Zhao got up and helped Xu Xiubai to the parking lot.
Looking at him swaying into the driver's seat, Azhao was shocked.
She stuffed the person into the co-pilot, tied the seat belt, and prepared to drive by herself - so the driver's license had already been picked up.
"Where do you live?" asked A Zhao.
Xu Xiubai reported an address, and A Zhaokai took a look at the navigation and was not far from here.
There was no way to go, Xu Xiubai did not sleep, just staring at the roof and not knowing what to think.
After getting out of the car, Azhao sent him back home.
The man probably couldn't stand the taste of himself. When he got home, he consciously returned to his bedroom and took a shower.
A Zhao was afraid that he had fallen. He had never dared to leave, and he sat in the living room until the people came out.