We didn’t have a good drink that night eventually. When Teng Ke and I returned to the bar, Qu Yue was frolicking crazily.
She was standing in the middle of the stage, taking the microphone away from the singer. Ruan Zhusheng couldn't stop her,and could only watch her horsing around.
At last, the owner of the bar had to urge us to leave.
When Teng Ke paid the bill, we went downstairs. Teng Ke, I, Qu Yue, Ruan Zhusheng, and Ling Nan, we stood in a line at the entrance of the bar.
Teng Xiaochuan sat on Teng Ke's neck with a tantrum and kept mumbling that he was hungry again.
However, he had finished the supper just now.
None of us could drive, because everyone drank, except for six-year-old Teng Xiaochuan.
Ruan Zhusheng suddenly wanted to take a walk home because we all lived near the bar. It was not far from here, only ten to thirty minutes’ walk.