The waiter could tell these two guys were rivals for love, so she swiped the card while feeling embarrassed.
’Do high school kids these days have too little homework or something? All they do is talk about love, even coming to bars!’
She really wanted to report them to their principal...
After leaving the bar, it was nearly eleven o’clock and the streets were already deserted.
"Should we all head home?" Luo Mengmeng glanced at everyone and saw that Tong Mo was still drunk, so she couldn’t help but ask, "Chun Mo, should I get you a taxi?"
Otherwise, with her , it was estimated she couldn’t ride her bicycle.
"No, no need, I—I’m not drunk, I still have to ride my little donkey home." Tong Mo replied, her steps unsteady as if she might fall to the ground at any second.
"You’re and still say it’s no problem?" Lu Zichen, who was closest to her, quickly reached out to steady her.
"Don’t hold me, I’m really fine!" Tong Mo couldn’t help wanting to push him away, but she stumbled and fell directly into the arms of the young man.
"Damn! Tomboy, are you trying to kill me?" Lu Zichen felt like his ribs were about to break from the impact and just as he was about to push her aside, he hesitated as he smelled the pure and pleasant girly scent coming from her.
Huh, the tomboy actually smells pretty good.
It even seems nicer than the scent on Mengmeng...
"Lu Zichen, what are you spacing out for?" Luo Mengmeng saw him suddenly stop moving and not talking, and even his eyelashes didn’t blink; she couldn’t help but ask curiously.
"I, I..." Lu Zichen came back to his senses, but didn’t know how to answer her, so he changed the subject, "Ahem, nothing, nothing; it’s late and we have school tomorrow, we need to hand over the evidence to the homeroom teacher. Let’s just hurry home now, and as for Tong Mo, I’ll personally take her home."
"That’s tough." Luo Mengmeng finally eased her mind and left with Gu Zhihan.
Only after Jiang Yibai had left did Lu Zichen, while supporting the unconscious Tong Mo, began to hail passing taxis with his free hand.
However, before he could hail a cab, he suddenly felt himself pushed from behind, and the weight on his shoulder lightened.
Someone was trying to grab Tong Mo!
Lu Zichen immediately frowned, turned to look at the unfamiliar and mature man, and while talking tough, he rolled up his sleeves, "Hey, who are you? Give me back my woman!"
In his urgency, the words "my woman" just popped out of his mouth.
At these words, Li Zijue’s eyes, dark as ink, instantly narrowed dangerously.
Under this fierce gaze, Lu Zichen could feel both his legs shivering, but remembering he was still a man, he kept up his last shred of bravado, "Yes, my woman. You’d better give her to me, otherwise, I’ll beat you so badly that your ancestors won’t recognize you!"
"Heh..." Li Zijue glanced at his trembling legs and let out a cold chuckle.
This coward dares to talk big in front of him?
If it weren’t for him being the classmate of the young lady, he would have had someone take him down already.
In the end, Li Zijue left him with just one word.