52. Bet
"Is Wenqiao a fool? Oh, you're going to mess with me!" Wenqiao immediately understood the truth explained in this story.
"You are not a fool, are I?" Ang Lee glanced at him again and drank on his own.
"Although you scold me, I still want to ask you, don't you have this idea? Senior sister doesn't have a boyfriend. You two are so close, don't you seize this opportunity?" Wen Qiao picked up the bottle and touched Ang Lee and said contemptuously.
"You think everyone is the same as you."
"Young man, try boldly." Wen Qiao shook her head and said earnestly as if she was an old man.
"Go cool down at the same time." Ang Lee said contemptuously, taking out his cell phone from his pocket.
"Look, do you have this idea?" Wen Qiao slapped the table and said as he looked at his actions.
"Your father is just looking at the time." Ang Lee glanced at the time. To be honest, this thought flashed through his mind when Wen Qiao mentioned it.
"Why don't we make a bet? Ask me, if you come, you owe me three bottles of beer, if I don't come, I owe you three bottles, if you dare to ask, I will drink this bottle immediately." Wen Qiao said excitedly.
"You seem to want to drink."
"I am not talented, and people in the world call me the tumbler in the drinking world." Wen Qiao said with a smile, looking at Ang Lee with a provocative look on his face.
"Old Gan Lin, I've bet!" Ang Lee immediately unlocked and opened the WeChat dialog box.
"You are entering." Wen Qiao looked at Ang Lee with disdain.
"Is this OK?" Ang Lee showed him his phone, which showed "Our dormitory eats hot pot tonight, do you want to come?" The message was sent one minute before, but the other party had not read it.
"Have the courage!" Wen Qiao said in surprise with his thumbs up, but she didn't expect that Ang Lee would really dare to send it.
"What are you talking about?" Wei Yan walked out of the balcony and looked at the two of them with excitement. He was just in charge of cleaning the toilet.
"It's nothing, I made a bet." Wen Qiao said hatefully, picking up the beer can in his hand and finishing drinking it.
"Young man is very good at drinking." Ang Lee praised with a smile.
After a few people sat down again, a knock sounded outside the door.
Wei Yan stood up and went to open the door. As classmates, they were more familiar with each other.
"Welcome, the hot pot is hot, I'll wait for you." Wei Yan said with a smile and welcomed several people in.
Wen Qingsong took the lead with two large bottles of juice, followed by two girls. After coming in, he saw Ang Lee and Wenqiao, and was stunned.
"We are sleeping in a dormitory, and these two people are from the composition department." Wen Qingsong then remembered that he had not told them about this situation.
"Hello, my name is Wenqiao, I am also a freshman. I am a composing department. Please sit down quickly." Wenqiao said with a smile, pulling apart the chair he had just borrowed from the next door, and signaling the two of them to sit down.
"Hello, my name is Ang Lee, and I am also from the composition department, and I am in the same class as her." Ang Lee quickly put his phone away and put it in his pocket to introduce himself. The girl is a typical southern girl, wearing a floral dress and a pair of sandals. Her skin is very white, not amazing but attractive. She has light makeup on her face and a little red. I don't know if she was blushed or shy.
"Hello, my name is Xie Lin. This is my roommate Xu Qingqing." The girl said politely, whispering softly.
After several people introduced themselves, they sat down.
Chapter completed!