Xiaobai couldn't digest this situation, so Xu Yian gave her an encouraging look, "Go."

He was pulled to the sofa, and the coffee table was filled with rows of wine. Chen Meijing picked up a glass of wine, "Xiaobai, I lost my composure just now, I hope you don't mind. Come, for friendship, we have done this glass!"

Xiaobai also picked up a glass of wine, clinked glasses with her, and then took a sip. The spicy smell instantly filled his mouth, slid down the esophagus, burning.

She rarely drinks alcohol. Even if she drinks, Aunt An Ning only allows her to drink some red wine and champagne. She is not allowed to touch alcohol in other occasions.

At the company's annual meeting, she was clamored by her colleagues to drink, but she was also rescued by Uncle Rong.

At this moment, no one will save her. She seems to not drink and feel sorry for her.

Xiaobai endured it and poured a glass of wine. His little face instantly wrinkled.

"Xiaobai is generous enough!" Chen Meijing smiled and patted her on the shoulder.

This sentence attracted the attention of more students and came to toast.

Xiaobai was at a disadvantage by fighting against the crowd, and took turns to toast. After drinking with this, it was unreasonable to refuse that.

After sitting for less than ten minutes, Xiaobai still filled more than ten glasses of wine.

His face flushed and he was a little dizzy.

Xu Yian pushed away the crowd, sat next to her, put one hand on her shoulder, protecting her, and said to those who were still preparing to toast, "Xiaobai can't drink, I'll help her drink."

"Oh, Xu Yian, are you going to stage a hero to save the beauty?" Chen Meijing giggled.

Another female classmate started chatting gossipingly, "That's not the case! Who didn't know that he liked Xiaobai back then? Because of the young marshal, he never dared to speak. Today, when you meet Xiaobai, you shouldn't be kind to the goddess?"

It was not a secret that Xu Yian liked Xiaobai back then, and he did not do anything, so the young marshal just pretended that nothing had happened.

Xiaobai didn't understand, and he spent his high school career in a daze.

When everyone started to make fun of her, Xu Yian laughed helplessly. Xiaobai couldn't bear to drink and was dizzy. He reached out and pushed her head to his shoulder and leaned on him.

"Xiaobai, are you okay? Why don't I send you back to rest first?"

Xiaobai shook his head, trying to get rid of the dizziness, and said vaguely, "I... is okay..."

"Okay, I can't hold on anymore and tell me not to be strong."

“Um…”

…………

After taking a shower and smoking a few cigarettes, the troubles that the young coach had stuck in his heart still did not disappear.

I remembered that idiot actually went to the class reunion by himself. The young man was so worried that he was so angry.

This idiot, if she asks her to go by herself, she really dares to go by herself!

After extinguishing the cigarette butt, the young man stood up and left quickly.

When they arrived at the private room where they were gathering, the young marshal opened the door and saw a smoky scene.

The smoke was shrouded in the air, the singing was noisy, and everyone laughed and made a scent of alcohol.

Yun Xiaobai was leaning against a man's shoulder, as if he was asleep, and seemed to be feeling uncomfortable.

"Young...Young Marshal?" Chen Meijing, who was singing in a microphone, stuttered in surprise.

In the private room, there was a silence for a moment.

He watched the imposing young marshal walk over and pick up the drunk Xiaobai from Xu Yian. His sharp phoenix eyes swept across everyone one by one, and then gave a contemptuous cold snort, holding Xiaobai Yang and leaving.

Everyone was stunned. Finally, I don’t know who came to my senses first and said, “Young Marshal… are you angry?”

"Xiaobai and...Young Marshal...They're both..."

Everyone knows the rest of the words.

Xiaobai was labeled as a young man early in the morning, and whoever touched him would die!
Chapter completed!