The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Huo Tingshen looked at her as if she was about to die. Then, he smiled, drank it up and put down his wine cup.

Occasionally, he would actually think of how she looked when she was drunk and worshiped by a tree.

"Warm up, go and fill a cup for San Ye."

Wen Qing was astounded. Drink?

"This is good news! We must have a pair. Let's have two drinks together. Today, we must drink with Lord San to our heart's content."

As for the money, Peng Aiguo could only bet on drinking alcohol since Huo Tingshen would not give up.

After a few rounds of drinking, Wen Qing's face had turned red.

She patted her face, trying to clear her head.

Seeing that she was a little unsteady, Huo Tingshen raised his eyebrows and said to Peng Aiguo: "Today's wine, I drank quite a bit, looks like the Principal Peng really wants to grow stronger at the Northern Academy. Since you have the heart to serve the school, then I will personally pay for the building of your dorm. "As for the research funding, I'll donate a million dollars each year in the name of the company to your school."

"Lord Third, on behalf of our school, I thank you for your support."

Huo Tingshen smiled, "You're too kind."

This time, only two men clinked glasses.

Peng Aiguo put down his glass and thought of something as he took out his phone apologetically, "Master San, I'm sorry, I'll go out and make a call."

"Please do as you please, Principal Peng."

After Peng Aiguo left, Huo Tingshen looked at Wen Qing and rubbed her head. "How are you?"

Wen Qing laughed and said, "Huo Tingshen, don't shake my head. You made me dizzy."

Huo Tingshen smiled, "Oh? "Then what about it?"

He put his hands on her shoulders. "Still swinging?"

She looked at him, her big eyes blinking a few times, and then she giggled.

"Are you a little drunk?"

"Drunk? "Impossible, I am Wen Qing," she said, shaking and patting herself on the chest.

Then, her hands gripped his shoulders as she said, "I already told you, don't shake, don't shake. When you shake, my eyes will go dizzy."

Huo Tingshen suppressed his laughter and said, "Alright, I won't shake. Don't drink again in a while, I'll take you home."

He heard footsteps in the doorway and released his grip on her shoulders.

Wen Qing laid her head down leisurely on the table and mumbled, "I'm going home."

He looked at Huo Tingshen and said: "Master San, I'm really sorry, just now, when I was making the phone call, I ran into my daughter outside. When she heard that I was having di

er with you, she insisted on coming in to see you, my daughter is your junior, after entering the school, I heard about your legend from foreign students, I really admire you."

As he was speaking, the door was opened again.

Outside the door, a young woman in fashionable clothes walked in.

The woman looked at Huo Tingshen and smiled brightly. "Hello, senior. I am Peng Nanshu. It is such an honor to meet you here."

Huo Tingshen swept his gaze across the girl.

With an expressionless face, he nodded.

Peng Nanshu glanced at Huo Tingshen, who was sitting on the other side of the table. She walked around the table to Huo Tingshen and asked, "Senior, can I have a drink with you?"

By the side, Wen Qing suddenly stood up and chuckled. Her body swayed slightly as she said, "Come on, let's drink. We won't go back until we're drunk."

Because she was too anxious to stand, her legs knocked against the chair, and her body was sent flying backwards.

Huo Tingshen quickly stood up and pulled Wen Qing into his arms.

He held her upright and told her to stand straight, but she just listlessly sat on the chair and pointed at Huo Tingshen. "Thank you. Ah, no, some people don't accept verbal thanks."

She chuckled, "Huo Tingshen, you sure have a lot of problems."

Hearing Wen Qing speak like a drunk person, Principal Peng broke out in a cold sweat.

Could it be that the matter that had just been settled was being disturbed by Wen Qing?

The principal walked up and lightly patted Wen Qing's shoulder twice. "Little Wen, Little Wen?"

Huo Tingshen frowned as he stared at the principal's hand that was on Wen Qing's shoulder. He said unhappily, "Principal Peng, can't you tell that Teacher Wen is drunk?"

Looking at his cold eyes, the Principal Peng gave an awkward laugh, "Master San, don't take offense, I really didn't think that this child's alcohol strength would be so shallow. How about this, I'll send this child back first. Nanshu, help me take care of Master San.

Before he could finish his sentence, Wen Qing stood up again and said, "Come, drink."

She held the cup in front of her and looked at the three people around her.

When she saw that there was another woman standing behind Huo Tingshen, she stretched her neck forward and winked.

"Ho..." "Huo Tingshen," she used her strength to pull Huo Tingshen's arm towards her.

Huo Tingshen smiled and dragged her to her trial.

"Teacher Wen, what can I do for you?"

"You ?? "You have a ghost girl by your side. The ghost girl has been peeping at you."

Hearing that, Huo Tingshen looked at Peng Nanshu and couldn't help but smile.

Behind him, Principal Peng patted his forehead as if he had a headache.

Peng Nanshu was depressed, "Dad, is this a teacher from your school? If you can't even tell who's who, then why did you bring her to this kind of occasion to make a fool of yourself? "

Huo Tingshen's eyes widened as he looked at Peng Nanshu: "I don't agree with what Miss Peng said. Don't you guys think that the drunk Teacher Wen's personality is cute?"

Peng Nanshu was stu

ed for a moment as she looked at Wen Qing with slight displeasure.

Wen Qing was still sizing up Peng Nanshu. Her gaze was no different from seeing a ghost.

"Little Wen ??" Principal Peng replied: That's not a female ghost, it's a human.

Because she was shaking, Huo Tingshen held Wen Qing in his arms.

She turned around and looked at the Principal Peng, "So, you can all see that young lady?"

Huo Tingshen smiled and stopped himself from smiling.

Principal Peng had a headache: "Of course, that's my daughter, Peng Nanshu. She just happened to pass by and wanted to drink with Third Young Master Huo.

Wen Qing pushed her wine glass forward. "Here, cheers! Cheers! All of them are gone!"

Peng Nanshu was slightly displeased as she said, "Dad, I'll help you take care of San Ye. Hurry and send this teacher home."

"Alright, alright, alright, alright," Principal Peng stepped forward to support Wen Qing.

The moment he reached out his hand, Huo Tingshen had already turned around quickly and separated Wen Qing's shoulder from his hand.

Wen Qing's shoulder was not something that could be touched just by a single word. He was unhappy.

Principal Peng's hands missed their target and he looked at Huo Tingshen: "San Ye, I will ??"

"Do you know where the Teacher Wen lives?" Huo Tingshen's tone was a bit cold.

"This... I'll take her to the hotel tonight and stay there for the night. "

"Hotel?" Huo Tingshen's eyes turned cold.