Jiang Han didn't think too much about it.
He put the order card handed over by the cashier into his pocket.
Then, he walked towards Han Yu and the others.
Han Muxue did not have enough strength, so she could only support Song Qian.
They almost fell down.
Jiang Han could only pull Song Qian's arm and let her rest it on his shoulder.
"How many dishes did you drink?”
Jiang Han said helplessly.
There wasn't much fruit wine, about 500 milliliters, and the four of them shared it.
Even if there was some aftereffect, he shouldn't be drunk, right?
"Eight dishes and one soup."
Han Yu obviously did not expect Song Qian to get drunk.
"I'll call Uncle Li to drive the car over. Wait a moment.”
After saying that, Han Yu jogged downstairs.
Jiang Han originally wanted to let Song Qian put her hand on his shoulder and go upstairs.
But it was obvious.
She was so drunk that she could barely stand.
It would be a problem for them to walk, let alone go downstairs.
Jiang Han could only grab Song Qian's hand with his right hand.
Then, he wrapped his left hand around her waist.
Song Qian was wearing a loose-fitting t-shirt and a pair of jeans.
It didn't seem like Song Qian had a good figure.
However, when Jiang Han's hand wrapped around Song Qian's waist, he clearly realized what an ant's waist was.
Jiang Han suddenly realized something.
Although Song Qian was dressed mature, she looked very open-minded.
However, she had never exposed herself when she wore clothes.
Even during the hot military training, Song Qian had never unbuttoned her shirt.
Summer clothes weren't thick to begin with, and there was a layer of clothing between them.
He felt a warm sensation.
Song Qian, who was originally in a daze, felt someone holding her waist.
He also looked up in confusion.
However, when she saw that it was Jiang Han, she lowered her head again.
"Let's go."
Jiang Han said.
"Oh, okay, okay."
Han Muxue, who was trying her best to support Song Qian, felt much more relaxed after Jiang Han helped Song Qian up.
He only held onto Song Qian's arm.
"Nancy, why do you have to drink wine when you can't?”
Han Muxue complained as she walked downstairs.
"Thank you, Brother Xiaojiang."
As she spoke, she even thanked Jiang Han.
"It's okay. If I knew Song Qian's alcohol tolerance was so bad, I wouldn't have let her drink.”
Jiang Han really didn't expect this.
After all, he had never drunk with Song Qian before.
In any case, he would never let Song Qian drink again.
When she went downstairs, Song Qian's entire body was limp.
She stumbled down the stairs.
Han Yu had already called the Rolls Royce over.
He opened the backseat door.
"Brother Xiaojiang, wait a minute. I'll go up first and sit inside to support you.”
Han Muxue said.
Jiang Han grunted.
After Han Muxue let go of Song Qian's arm, Song Qian collapsed onto Jiang Han.
"Alright, Brother Xiaojiang, put Nancy in.”
What a good use of the word 'stop'.
Jiang Han sighed.
He immediately carried Song Qian up.
Then, he put it in.
Song Qian wasn't heavy, so Jiang Han estimated that she shouldn't have broken a hundred.
This weight was definitely not considered fat for Song Qian, who was 1.65 meters tall.
It was even very light.
Didn't they say that if one weighed less than 100 pounds, they would either be A or short?
If Song Qian wasn't low, then…
Alright, look away.
After placing Song Qian on it, Jiang Han also sat on it.
He closed the car door.
"Brother Xiaojiang, are you going back to the dormitory directly?"
Han Yu asked from the passenger seat.
"Where are we going if not back to the dormitory?"
Jiang Han asked.
He had wanted to go shopping after dinner.
He also used the few Basic Shopping Refund Cards.
However, Han Muxue would not be able to bring Song Qian back alone.
He could only come out tomorrow or next time.
Anyway, the cash back card would not disappear.
It didn't matter if he used it earlier or later.
Hearing Jiang Han's answer.
Han Yu just chuckled.
Then, he told Uncle Li, who was in the driver's seat, to go to school.
Usually, drunk people couldn't take a car.
It was easy to vomit.
Fortunately, the ride in the Rolls-Royce was still very good.
The journey was smooth, and he did not feel any bumps.
Song Qian fell asleep after getting into the car.
He tilted his head slightly.
He was half-lying on the back of the chair.
Jiang Han glanced at it and didn't care.
His consciousness entered the System Space.
He needed to check his cash balance.
Jiang Han's cash balance had reached 300,000 before he came over.
He had just spent 50,000 yuan on the meal, but the gourmet consumption cash back card had earned Jiang Han more than 198,000 yuan.
In other words, Jiang Han did not spend a single cent on this meal and earned more than 148,000 yuan.
He even replenished the cash back card he had used.
Could this be the legendary white P?
It felt a little good.
He looked at the cash balance in his account, which was close to 500,000.
Jiang Han was still very satisfied.
Maybe he could work harder.
Come to the palace's private kitchen to spend two more times.
Could Jiang Han's net worth exceed a million before the National Day holiday?
What kind of experience was it to have a net worth of more than a million yuan in a month of college?
Just as Jiang Han was fantasizing in his mind.
He suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder.
He exited the System Space.
However, he realized that Song Qian's head was already leaning on his shoulder.
He wanted Han Muxue to help Song Qian over.
However, he realized that Han Muxue had also fallen asleep.
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