Chapter 160: Childhood sweetheart and a girl from heaven? Straight men and homophobia! (7)
Childhood sweetheart and a lover who falls from the sky? Straight men and homophobia! (Part 7)
Song Ning was confused, but he quickly approved the friend request.
Lance was sharp-eyed and saw that Song Ning had given him an A Blue God note.
He smiled.
Because he had scanned Song Ning's WeChat before, and he was the only A in Song Ning's WeChat.
After a standard backhand A to Ningning, Lance sat down next to Song Ning.
"You are so good at calming down. You are just lazing around and enjoying yourself here, unlike me who is so pathetic and has to go around greeting people."
The boy glanced at him, then looked at Song Ning, who was inexplicably more restrained. Suddenly, he looked enlightened and left the corner silently.
He doesn't deserve it.
Song Ning just felt that Lance's words were very ambiguous.
What does it mean that Lance is going around greeting people in a pitiful manner?
It was as if the two of them were a couple and he had left Lance alone to greet the guests.
Song Ning felt dizzy with the thought and without thinking, he grabbed a clean drink on the table and took a sip to suppress his anger.
"Don't…"
Before Lance could stop him, he saw Song Ning gulp down half the cup in one breath.
He silently held his forehead and went to grab the rest.
"Didn't you listen carefully just now? This is a small gift from the boss."
Song Ning felt as if a ball of fire suddenly burned from his abdomen to his ears, and he felt a little dazed.
"What little gift?"
Lance leaned closer and looked into his out-of-focus pupils, looking a little helpless.
"Have you heard of 'Depth Charge'? He seems to be familiar with the president, and he sent it over for them to use in their games."
He simply poured out the remaining half cup, then turned around and reached out to Song Ning.
"Let's go."
Song Ning stared at the hand in front of him with unfocused pupils, his tone confused.
"Where are we going?"
Lance bent down and quickly pulled him into his arms.
"I can see you can't stand drinking. I'll take you back."
Song Ning wanted to argue that he had already drunk some and could still drink two more bottles.
It's just beer.
But the strong arms wrapped around his waist, the familiar warmth and sense of security made him suddenly not want to move.
He lay there quietly like a bird returning to its nest, allowing Lance to hold him in his arms and lead him to the door.
"Hey, Blue God, what's wrong with Brother Ning?"
Chen Feng was eating a piece of roasted durian with great satisfaction. When he opened his mouth, Lance showed him the soles of his feet in disdain.
"He drank the 'depth bomb' the boss gave him and got drunk. I'll send him back, you guys can continue playing."
Lance gave a brief explanation and then greeted the president of the group.
When the other party heard that Song Ning accidentally drank the small gift from the boss, he felt a little embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Blue God. It's all because of these people who insisted on suggesting to place the 'depth charge' there today to see which unlucky person got drunk." He stopped talking in time, "It's the most unlucky one. I forgot to remind you guys in dormitory 326."
"It's okay. He didn't notice it because he was too happy to come to your bureau today. I also want to thank you for agreeing to let me bring my family here."
Lance probably knew the purpose of this little gift and waved his hand with a smile.
Song Ning in his arms immediately slid down.
Lance quickly grabbed the man's waist and hugged him tighter.
The president saw it and laughed.
"Lan Shen, you should send him back quickly. It can be seen that Song Ning's alcohol tolerance is very average."
"It's better than being an alcoholic."
Lance was also joking. Under the other person's gaze, he simply bent down slightly and pulled Song Ning into his arms from under his knees.
"It's easier to take it back like this. Let's go."
The president stared at his back and slowly gave him a thumbs up.
He is worthy of being called Blue God. He can carry a big man weighing over 100 pounds and still walk without getting red in the face or out of breath. He is truly a god.
Of course, Lance wouldn't carry the person all the way back.
Although he can certainly do that easily, as a human he can drive.
Song Ning drank but he didn't.
He drove the person back, and Lance supported the person all the way back to the dormitory.
If he had to choose, he would naturally want to take her back, but Song Ning had just untied the knot in her heart, and he did not intend to let Song Ning get involved in any rumors or troubles so soon.
The students in the next-door dormitory also knew about the dinner party, and were a little surprised to see him come back with people.
"Blue God, why did you two come back first?"
Then he understood as soon as he looked at Song Ning.
"Brother Ning, have you drunk too much?"
Lance smiled.
"He didn't drink too much, just half a glass of 'Depth Charge'. You guys can try not to ask him out for drinks next time, or I'll have to pick him up."
"Oh, okay. I'll tell the guys later that I won't take Brother Ning out for drinks."
"That's good."
Lance opened the dormitory door, pulled the man in and closed the door.
The person in the next dormitory looked away and came back to his senses after a while.
That's not right. If Brother Ning is drunk, can't they just send him back? Does Lan Shen have to pick him up personally?
326 So united?
Song Ning is very well behaved when he is drunk.
Lance was referring to the fact that he was very obedient.
"Would you please wipe your face, change your clothes, and lie down to rest?"
Lance has always been very patient with his little prince, and this time it was Song Ning who was drunk, so his tone was so gentle that it seemed like water could drip out of it.
Song Ning's distracted gaze slowly turned and fell on Lance.
After a full three seconds, he tilted his head slightly.
"who are you?"
Song Ning is so cute like this. Lance blinked his eyes wildly a few times, and countless treasures were added to the database.
"I'm your roommate Lance. Do you remember me?"
He coaxed softly.
"L-Lance?"
Song Ning tried hard and seriously, but after thinking for a few seconds, he gave up.
"I don't remember you, so I can't undress in front of you."
Lance could almost not breathe because of the cuteness.
He stood at the head of Song Ning's bed, his tone so gentle that water could drip out.
"Then let me introduce myself now. Now that we know each other, can I help you?"
He said and held out his hand.
"My name is Lance, I'm male, 326 years old, currently single, and I live in dormitory ."
Song Ning stared at the palm in front of him with blurry eyes and stretched out his hand hesitantly.
Does this person want to be friends with him?
Okay, that seems to be possible?
"My name is Song, Song Ning. I'm also 326 years old, single, and I live in dormitory ."
After Song Ning finished speaking, he exclaimed and stared down at the two people's clasped hands.
"How strange, you and I are in the same dormitory."
"Yeah, so we are suitable to be friends, don't you think?"
Lance chuckled, playing with the offered hand in his palm.
Song Ning's fingers had a few calluses, but they felt tender and smooth as if they were about to slide into his heart.
"Well now we are friends, can I help you?"
Lance did not forget that Song Ning was drunk, and he gently placed his fingers on Song Ning's shoulder to signal him.
Song Ning thought seriously for a while and suddenly shook his head.
"No need to help."
Without waiting for Lance to be surprised, he began to take off his clothes.
"I can do it on my own. I'm very smart. My family used to call me the smart Ningning baby."
Smart baby Ningning didn't expect that he would remember everything he had done clearly the next day after waking up from being drunk.
Including this sentence of Ningning baby, who he called himself smart.