Chapter 1355: The Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Military Region grab the sweetheart battle [4]

Ye Tianxin signaled Mingzhu to come in. When Mingzhu looked at the dazzling array of books in this room, she couldn't help but exclaimed, "Sweetheart, do you have so many books here?"
In fact, there are really books everywhere in Ye Tianxin's dormitory.
These books were randomly placed where Ye Tianxin could hold them.
In this way, as long as there is a little free time, Ye Tianxin will take the book and turn a few pages seriously.
Study diligently.
"I'm a bit mixed."
Ye Tianxin took out the tableware from the kitchen.
"Is there any wine?"
"Wine, okay?"
"Row."
Mingzhu packed a lot of barbecue. Ye Tianxin looked at Mingzhu and saw Mingzhu sipping the wine in the glass.
She took a book and flipped through it casually.
Mingzhu grabbed the book, put it aside, and said to Ye Tianxin in a crying voice, "Sweetheart, can you talk to me? I'm very sad now!"
"Isn't it a broken love, what's the matter?"
Mingzhu's voice carried a hint of crying.
"You don't know anything, you haven't been in love, oh, no, you haven't been in love."
Mingzhu and Ye Tianxin are both classmates of the School of International Politics at Imperial Capital University.
Because of one homework, the two walked very close.
The relationship between Mingzhu and Ye Tianxin is relatively better.
"Yes, I have never been broken in love, so I can't understand your pain. If you want to drink, I will provide alcohol. If you want to tell a story, I will listen."
Mingzhu had red eyes and whispered, "Ye Tianxin, you are so cold-blooded. You are so ruthless."
Ye Tianxin opened the book and continued to read, not talking at all.
Mingzhu covered her face and cried out with a wow.
"Ye Tianxin, do you know what is most terrifying in this world? It's not birth and death, but death."
Ye Tianxin looked up and looked at Ming Zhu's face, Ming Zhu's millet hair curled slightly.
There was a touch of drunkenness on her cheeks.
"You don't know how sad I am... I am really sad."
"I can see it."
Mingzhu drank the wine in the glass silently.
Actually, Ye Tianxin was right.
No one can ever empathize with others' grief.
Joy, happiness, happiness, joy.
These positive emotions can be transmitted to each other.
But only sadness can only digest it alone.
"Forget it, I drink the bar myself, you read the book."
Mingzhu hugged her legs, she looked at Ye Tianxin drunkly and sipped the sweet and sour wine in the glass.
Ye Tianxin's wine here was from Jingchen.
Jingchen said that someone gave him some good wines, so he gave Ye Tianxin some.
After all, wine can be beautiful.
"Is this wine good?"
Mingzhu shook his head, "All wines are particularly awful. But isn't there an old saying, why can I relieve my sorrow, only Dukang."
"Then you drink slowly."
At the end, Mingzhu was drunk.
Mingzhu was so drunk, it was naturally impossible for Ye Tianxin to send her back to the dormitory.
She had to vacate the sofa and let Mingzhu spend the night on the sofa.
There is really no way.
This is a two-bedroom apartment.
Although there are two bedrooms.
One of them is her bedroom, and the other is Li Qingcang's bedroom.
Although Li Qingcang was not there, she couldn't let Mingzhu go to sleep in Li Qingcang's bedroom.