On the Correct Eating Posture of Jindan

Chapter 4

Du Qingxue gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, resolutely got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, healed the trauma in his heart, and walked quickly to Qiao Mo's side. While quickly putting on a masked smile, he reached out and grabbed Qiao Mo's collar , pulled him up.

"Qiao Mo, Mr. Song called you, does your head still hurt, why are you so confused?"

Du Qingxue pulled Qiao Mo to his side with a smile, smoothing things over for him calmly.It's just that the slight sound of teeth grinding in those words revealed the galloping mood in his heart at the moment.

But Qiao Mo was a little confused at this time. He was taken aback by Du Qingxue's sudden pull. He opened his eyes wide, still staring at Jin Zhen's lower abdomen in front of him, watching the distance between the two of them. There was a faint look of grievance on the face, and the big black and white eyes were full of longing, like a little ignorant beast. The serious and persistent gaze in the eyes moved upwards and landed on Jin Zhen's face. His eagerness was undisguised.

At this moment, everyone in the room could see what Qiao Mo meant, it was clearly the eyes of a dick worshiping a male god.

And when Song Ziyang saw Qiao Mo's naive and ignorant eyes, his stomach felt hot for no reason. Is this guy in front of him really the incomprehensible sissy in the morning?This inadvertent little look did not show the slightest affectation, it was as clear as a pool of spring water, and it tickled Song Ziyang's heart. Why didn't he find this kid so attractive before?

Jin Zhen, who had been silent all this time, also looked up at the person in front of him at this moment. Jin Zhen has met people who are interested in him since he was a child, especially in the past three years abroad, surrounded by people of all ages, skin colors, There were suitors of all genders, so when Qiao Mo looked up, Jin Zhen immediately understood the meaning conveyed by the eyes of the person in front of him.

The face of the young man in front of him had a look of innocence that obviously didn't match his age, and the admiration in his eyes was extraordinarily hot.Those two fiery gazes seemed to pierce through him.

A slight mocking look could not help appearing on Jin Zhen's face. People who are usually interested in him are either interested in his appearance or his family background. In short, it is either for desire or for profit.For this kind of suitor, Jin Zhen didn't even bother to show disgust, and just lazily ignored it.

Therefore, this scene was all too familiar to Jin Zhen. He looked at the other person's face indifferently. Contrary to the latter's enthusiastic gaze, the coldness in Jin Zhen's eyes seemed to prick the skin of the people around him.

However, Jin Zhen's indifference did not affect Qiao Mo's warm face at all. He was still persistent, longing, cherishing, enthusiastic, and coveting... looking at Jin Zhen's face.

The two looked at each other for half a minute, and Jin Zhen finally noticed something unusual. The person in front of him, probably called Qiao Mo, looked at him in a slightly different way from his previous admirers. There seemed to be more in that kind of eyes. For other things, a subtle illusion suddenly arises in Jin Zhen's heart. The other party's eyes are not so much looking at the person he likes, but rather staring at a piece of meat he likes...

It was a hungry look, really "hungry", the upper body kind.The illusion gradually deepened, and Jin Zhen seemed to see crystal saliva flowing from the corner of Qiao Mo's slightly upturned mouth...

He suddenly felt that if there were only two people in the room at this time, Qiao Mo would definitely throw himself on him without hesitation. Thinking of this, his expression of disdain was mixed with disgust and rejection.

Seeing Jin Zhen's expression, Song Ziyang knew in his heart that this young master had no interest in the person who sent him to his door.He thought for a while, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, patted the empty seat on the other side beside him, and said:

"Qiao Mo, come and sit down."

Du Qingxue squeezed Qiao Mo's arm fiercely, and Qiao Mo finally recovered from his fugue state. He looked at Song Ziyang, then at Du Qingxue who was smiling like he wanted to eat people, and finally looked at Song Ziyang reluctantly. Glancing at Jin Zhen, he walked to Song Ziyang's side and sat down.

Song Ziyang squinted his eyes slightly, looked up and down the people around him, and said slowly: "Qiao Mo, we had a bit of trouble on the yacht this morning, but since you are here again tonight, does it mean that we can How about continuing?"

As soon as Song Ziyang's words came out, the faces of Du Qingxue and the young man in Song Ziyang's arms turned dark at the same time.

Qiao Mo didn't understand what Song Ziyang meant by continuing at all. All he could think about was how to get rid of this obstructive person and rush towards his beloved tripod, so he shook his head without thinking.

Looking at Qiao Mo's simple and rude way of rejecting, Du Qingxue's face turned from dark to green. He felt that he probably would not see the sun tomorrow. Within a few minutes, he already felt his heart tremor and premature arrest Jumped several times...

Sure enough, Song Ziyang's face suddenly turned cold, and he was about to open his mouth to get angry.At this time, Huo Li on the side smiled lightly, and said:

"Ziyang, twisted melons are not sweet." Huo Li's voice had a bit of a smile, which made Song Ziyang even more annoyed.

He touched the back of the young man in his arms, turned to Huo Li and said, "Why, do you want to taste whether this melon is sweet or not?"

Huo Li shook his head with a smile, and glanced at Jin Zhen beside him.Seeing this, Song Ziyang also looked at Jin Zhen with a questioning look in his eyes.

Jin Zhen didn't speak, and the indifference and disdain in his eyes were undoubtedly revealed.

Seeing that Huo Li and Jin Zhen had no intention of getting involved, Song Ziyang sneered, turned to Qiao Mo and said, "Qiao Mo, once this morning and once at night, every time I see you, I will be disappointed. How to do it?"

Qiao Mo blinked, and just about to say, I'll take my leave. Before he could open his mouth, Du Qingxue on the side had already opened his mouth and said:

"Mr. Song, you see that you don't remember the faults of villains, so don't be as ignorant as Qiao Mo. Everyone had a good time today. It's really not worth it to spoil your interest for such a trivial matter. How about you?" Do you think this is okay? Let Qiao Mo punish himself with two glasses of wine, and apologize to you, and you can just show your hand once, okay?"

Song Ziyang's remarks were very measured, and his attitude was humble and flattering. He seemed to praise Song Ziyang very highly, but it actually implied that if he cared about these trivial matters, he would lose his status. , It's a pity who Song Ziyang is. He was in his early thirties and took the helm of Shengyang, the largest entertainment company in China. When it comes to cunning and cunning, he is shameless. He dares to be the number one, but no one dares to be the second... Yes, there is no objection to one or two , I can't see the rhythm of the shadow even if I look at it.

Hearing this, Song Ziyang looked at Du Qingxue, narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded unexpectedly, and said, "Okay, in this case, I'll punish you with two drinks."

Seeing this, Du Qingxue breathed a sigh of relief, hurried forward, took a large beer glass, poured a full glass of wine, and was about to push it in front of Qiao Mo, when Song Ziyang stretched out his hand to stop him. Dazed, Song Ziyang reached for a shot glass next to him, picked out a bottle of tequila with the highest concentration on the table, filled it up, and then threw it into the beer glass.

Du Qingxue looked at the bubbling liquid in the wine glass, and was silent for a moment, with a wry smile on his face: "Mr. Song, Qiao Mo's body may not be able to bear this stimulation, look..."

Song Ziyang's voice suddenly turned cold: "It's fine if you don't drink, if you leave this room today, Qiao Mo won't have to hang out in the circle."

The room was silent, and everyone's eyes were on Qiao Mo.

Qiao Mo raised his eyebrows, looked at Song Ziyang with some puzzlement, and said, "Mr. Song, can I just drink?"

Song Ziyang nodded and smiled: "Two cups, after two cups, let's forget about today's affairs."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Mo reached out to pick up the beer glass on the table and drank it down in one gulp.

The little prince never drank alcohol in the Dragon Palace. Even when he participated in the Dragon King's birthday banquet, the fine nectar he drank was of extremely low alcohol content, and the taste was similar to that of ordinary fruit beer.

So as soon as the yellow and white blended wine was in his mouth, Qiao Mo frowned. It was bitter and spicy, and the things in the world were really unpalatable. Even so, Qiao Mo endured the discomfort of taste and finished the glass.

Putting down the wine glass, Qiao Mo only felt a burning pain in his throat, and a warm heat rose from his stomach and rushed to the top of his head. He felt his cheeks were slightly hot, and his body was light and crooked...

It's really a magical experience. Although the taste of this wine is not very good, the feeling after drinking it is something that the little prince has never experienced before.Qiao Mo stared at his arm that was gradually turning red, his eyes lit up, drinking this stuff actually turned red and hot, it was more effective than true qi.

Looking at the wine glass in his hand, the little prince's exploration mode started. He put the glass in front of Du Qingxue and said, "One more glass."

Du Qingxue looked at Qiao Mo dumbfounded, and wondered in his heart, is this the beginning of drinking madness...

Song Ziyang, Huo Li and the others next to him just laughed and said nothing, and the three girls beside Huo Li showed a bit of worry on their faces. This kind of depth charge may seem fine once you drink it, but its stamina is not small. .Looking at Qiao Mo's posture of drinking just now, he knew that he must have never drank before. As for another drink or something, the three girls had the right to think that they were hearing hallucinations.

Du Qingxue didn't know how much Qiao Mo could drink. He stared at Qiao Mo's face, hesitating whether to pour Qiao Mo a second glass. At this moment, Song Ziyang stretched out his hand and called the waiter. After saying a few words in the ear, the waiter showed a strange expression on his face, and then left the room.

Song Ziyang looked at Qiao Mo's skin that was already red up to the ears, and smiled lightly: "Qiao Mo, it's not bad."

Hearing this, Qiao Mo raised his eyes to look at Song Ziyang, then turned his head to look at Jin Zhen behind him. The latter still had an expressionless expression. Qiao Mo only felt that his cheeks were getting hotter and his vision was a little blurred. The dim light hit Jin Zhen's face, highlighting his perfect and tough profile, which made Qiao Mo love it even more. There was a bit of an attitude of seeing a beauty under the light, and the more she looked at it, the more charming she looked, Qiao Mo thought A vague consciousness flashed across: This tripod is really beautiful, even better than the second brother.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help showing a big smile to Jin Zhen.With curved eyebrows, white teeth, and a face stained red by the smell of alcohol, Qiao Mo smiled like an ignorant baby.

Jin Zhen's face turned darker, and the veins on his forehead were faintly pulsating.This person must be out of his mind, just now he laughed like a nympho, but now he laughs like an idiot...

Looking at the weird eye contact between the two, Song Ziyang has lost his temper at the moment. Compared with his lust for Qiao Mo, he wants to discover Jin Zhen's face at this moment. You know, he can change the face of this cold-faced hell king, Jin Ershao. There are really not many things.Ever since Jin Zhen was eight years old, Song Ziyang hadn't seen his facial muscles move a lot.

How could Song Ziyang let this chance pass so easily today, he lit a cigarette, took a puff, and asked with great interest, "Qiao Mo, what's the matter, it seems that we have less gold." ?”

Qiao Mo felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter at the moment. He looked at Song Ziyang, and after a long while, he realized that the Jin Shao he was talking about was the handsome Lu Ding in his picture, and nodded immediately.

Song Ziyang smiled, and a sly look flashed in his eyes. At this moment, the waiter pushed the door open and entered. There was a bottle of white wine on the tray. He quickly opened the bottle cap and put the bottle on the table.

Everyone looked at the simple label on the wine bottle in unison: Knife burning, 75 degrees.

Du Qingxue's hands were already trembling slightly, and he cursed in his heart: Nima Golden Palace is indeed a first-class super club in Beijing, where did you get this Northeast specialty in the middle of the night...

Song Ziyang slowly picked up the bottle of tequila just now, and slowly poured it into the beer glass. After one bottle was poured down, the beer glass was still not full. Poured into the bullet cup is a 75-degree burning knife.

With the sound of "噗", the bullet cup sank into the cup, and a strong aroma of wine filled the room.

Du Qingxue's face has turned from blue to white. Just looking at the wine glass in front of him, he already felt a dull pain in his body starting from his throat and going all the way down to the liver, stomach, intestines, and eggs...