After hearing Deng Ying's complaint, Zhang Zixuan finally understood why Deng Ying was angry. She pretended to be helpless and touched her hair, and joked: "Who is the one who is so charming? I'm also helpless, okay!"

Deng Ying pouted and held Zhang Zixuan's hand seriously: "Zixuan, I've decided. I'll study mathematics well. Then I will slap the worm in the face to see what else he has to say."

Zhang Zixuan looked at the serious Deng Ying with suspicious eyes, "Are you sure you won't be fishing for two days and dry the net for three days?"

Deng Ying nodded fiercely and said firmly: "Zixuan, I have decided that I must pass the math at the end of this period. You are responsible for supervising me. If I dare to be lazy, I will beat me up."

"Okay, since our girl is working hard, I will definitely agree with you with both hands and feet, and I will also help you," Zhang Zixuan rarely saw Deng Ying's serious side and supported her.

"Yingying, I want to go to the bar, do you want to be with me?" Zhang Zixuan asked.

When Deng Ying heard that she was going to the bar, her eyes immediately shone, but when she saw the math homework on the table, her eyes dimmed and she said dejectedly: "I still have to do math homework, so I won't go."

Zhang Zixuan spread her hands: "Okay, I'll go by myself."

"How dangerous is you a girl? You should wait until we have time next time!" Deng Ying said worriedly.

"It's okay, I have the protection of the male god, so there's nothing wrong." Zhang Zixuan looked at the time on her watch, and without waiting for Deng Ying to speak, she quickly said, "I'll leave first! Bye."

Zhang Zixuan came to the bar and saw Wang Ziyun sitting on Wen Zhixun's thighs and whispering in Wen Zhixun's ears. The intimate actions of the two made Zhang Zixuan feel a fire in her heart. She picked up a bottle of beer and fed it. With the courage of half drunk, she pulled a boy and sat down next to Wen Zhixun's table.

Wen Zhixun never left her when Zhang Zixuan entered the door. He originally planned to tell Wang Ziyun clearly that the person he liked was Zhang Zixuan, but today was Wang Ziyun's birthday. Wen Zhixun looked at Wang Ziyun, who had always been like a sister, and really couldn't do anything to make her hurt on her birthday.

Zhang Zixuan drank too hard, accidentally choked, her face flushed, and she coughed in discomfort. The boy quickly reached out and patted Zhang Zixuan on the back and said gently: "Little sister, if you love yourself, you can win the love of others, what obstacles can't be overcome?"

After hearing what the boy said, Zhang Zixuan raised her head and looked at the boy in front of her. She had a very pretty face and had a dimpled on her left cheek when she spoke, which was particularly beautiful. "Isn't this a prince that only appears on TV?" Zhang Zixuan reached out and pinched the boy's face.

The boy blushed by Zhang Zixuan's bold behavior and looked at Zhang Zixuan foolishly. "Hey, prince, what's your name? My name is Zhang Zixuan. Please give me some advice in the future." Zhang Zixuan stretched out his hand and held the boy's face domineeringly.

"My name..." Before the boy could finish his words, Zhang Zixuan was hugged by Wen Zhixun. He looked at the girl with a flushed face in his arms, then looked up at the boy in front of him, and said coldly: "Sorry, my girlfriend is drunk, I will take her away first." After that, he hugged Zhang Zixuan and left the bar. Wang Ziyun looked at Wen Zhixun's actions incredibly, clenched her fists, and looked at the two backs angrily.

Gu Minghe looked at the disappearing back and smiled helplessly. The brother Zhang Yunrong next to him came over and said with a wicked smile: "Minghe, yes, it's a school grass at school. When you come to the bar, you can have such a big romantic encounter. I'm really envious." Gu Minghe hit Zhang Yunrong's chest and hammered it: "What are you talking nonsense? It's just a chance meeting. And others still have boyfriends, so I just brought me over to act."

Zhang Yunrong touched his chest exaggeratedly, "Gu Minghe, you are going to kill someone to silence him! Hurry up and compensate for medical expenses and mental losses."

Gu Minghe rolled his eyes: "I'm doing exercises for your chest to make it younger and more energetic." After that, he walked towards the middle of the dance floor, leaving Zhang Yunrong alone in a daze.

"Hey, Gu Minghe, what's your logic? Otherwise, I'll do exercises for your chest too!" Zhang Yunrong rushed forward from behind, and the two of them laughed and quarreled.

"Zi Yun, I read it right just now! Didn't Wen Zhixun have a cleanliness obsession? Usually, only Zi Yun can get close to him, but now he is holding that yellow-haired girl away," Wang Ziyun's follower Gu Xingxing rubbed his eyes and said incredibly.

Wang Ziyun glared at Gu Xingxing and gritted her teeth, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are a mute."

Gu Xingxing curled his lips and stayed quietly beside Wang Ziyun, thinking hatefully: "Wang Ziyun, you have today too. Judging from your usual arrogant spirit, I didn't expect that a yellow-haired girl could defeat you. If it weren't for my father's business, it would have to rely on your father's relationship. You thought I would want to see your face, hum."

"Let's go, it's smoky here, let's change somewhere to have fun," Wang Ziyun rubbed her temples and said weakly.

"Zhang Zixuan, you actually dare to vomit on me. You have eaten the courage of the bear heart, right?" Wen Zhixun held the shaky Zhang Zixuan in disgust, looked at the spitty shirt and shouted.

Zhang Zixuan covered her ears with her hands and muttered, "Why is it so noisy? Is there a drunk man on the street getting drunk and going crazy? It's so annoying, even more annoying than that bastard Wen Zhixun."

Wen Zhixun stared at Zhang Zixuan's red face in disbelief and said helplessly: "I am a bastard? If I were a bastard, I should have thrown you on the road. I really owe you in my previous life."

Zhang Zixuan opened her big confused eyes, tiptoed, held Wen Zhixun's face, and pouted, "Prince, why do you look a bit like that bastard Wen Zhixun!"

"Uncle Zhao, please send us to the Taishang Hotel! Tell the master and his wife that I won't go back to sleep tonight. I will remember to give me a clean set of clothes tomorrow. I paused, and there was a set of girls' clothes," Wen Zhixun helplessly opened Zhang Zixuan's hands that were ravaging his handsome face like an octopus.

Zhao Dapeng looked at the young master who was usually serious and would fall into the hands of a yellow-haired girl. From the young master's helpless expression, he actually saw a hint of doting in his eyes and said secretly: "It turns out that one thing is something that is inferior to another!"

Wen Zhixun was almost drunk but desperately drunk Zhang Zixuan was impatient and quickly urged, "Uncle Zhao, why are you slowing down? Drive."

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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