That night, some people beat their feet and chests in pain, some people looked up to the sky and laughed, and some people toasted their sorrows, and some people drank and carnivaled. words on the phone.
bar.
Colorful neon lights flicker, spin, roll, deafening heavy metal music, the woman on the stage twists her body crazily, with a thin white waist, slender legs, and slender high heels bearing a weight of more than one hundred catties, screams piercing through The eardrums, the strong smell of alcohol mixed with the aroma in the air.
It was the first time for Dongfang Herring to come to this kind of place, but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Maybe it was because of the girl opposite. Cheng Hongluan started to sit down and poured wine into his stomach one cup after another. It was a kind of cocktail, just name it, the bartender said It made a sound, but the environment was too noisy, Dongfang Herring didn't hear it clearly, only heard the degree clearly, 42.
Cheng Hongluan was wearing a chiffon shirt with a retro printed skirt, with red upper body and blue lower body. The wide belt held the already slender waist tightly, and the ring pendant hung on the snow-white neck, hanging down, just from the Passing between the cleavage, the round neck is slightly drooping, happy together, and the occasional neon lights sweep over, which is unusually dazzling.
It is round, white and firm, even though it is just a glimpse, it is enough to make the mouth dry.
After drinking the sixth cup, two blushes appeared on Cheng Hongluan's snow-white cheeks, like rouge, his eyes were as bright as water, and he glanced at Dongfang Herring, with a greasy tone in his tone. 强牺  读牺
"Why don't you drink it? Does it not suit your appetite? I'll ask the bartender to change it!"
"Are you broken in love?" Dongfang Herring shook his head, he didn't even drink beer, let him drink 42 wine? If it's a drink it's about the same.
"No." The corners of Cheng Hongluan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, "Do you think I look broken-hearted?"
"Lost your job?"
"No!"
"Did something happen to your friend? Or did you remember something sad?"
"Neither of them!" Cheng Hongluan raised her fair index finger and shook it slightly in front of Dongfang Herring's eyes, "Do I look sad?"
"I'm just wondering why you called me." Dongfang Herring picked up the wine glass, and when he put it to his mouth, a strong smell of alcohol hit his nose, and he put it back on the table decisively, not interested in trying it anymore.
"Would you believe me if I said that I would call someone whose name the swipe address book stops on?" Cheng Hongluan's eyes revealed a joke.
"Trust!" Dongfang Herring nodded seriously.
"I'm lying to you, it's not fun at all." Cheng Hongluan rubbed his nose in dissatisfaction, and after drinking another glass of wine, his face turned even redder, "You are also my client after all, and you have been here for more than half a month. I'm not used to it. How are you getting along with the other tenant? Naturally, I need to find out. Professor Lu handed over the house to me. I can't just ask. I don't have the contact information of the other tenant, so I can only find you. "
"Very good, very used to it." Dongfang Herring said briefly.
"I heard that the other tenant is a beautiful woman. You have been together day and night, did any sparks come out of the collision?" Cheng Hongluan said with a smirk: "If you become a destined person, don't forget me as a great matchmaker."
"Is this what you need to know?"
"Hehe, personal gossip." Cheng Hongluan hooked his fingers, "Let me tell you the truth, don't worry, I'm a very tight-lipped person, so I promise not to spread it out."
"No!" Dongfang Herring smiled slightly.
"It's boring, I don't know how to cherish such a good opportunity." Cheng Hongluan curled her lips, drank another glass of wine, seemed to remember something, did not speak, and fell silent for a while.
On the stage, a beautiful woman in a bikini held a microphone and sang an unheard song hoarsely. On each of the three steel pipes, there is a woman in scantily clad dancing hotly, scratching her head and making poses, attracting several young men with colorful hair to keep squeezing inside.
"Brothers, open your mouth and drink, everything is mine tonight." At the next table next door, there were five or six young people in their twenties, and one of them was a gentle man wearing glasses. He stood up with arrogance.
"Second, there are six people in our dormitory. We bought top ten masters, and one of them didn't win. You just met a dead mouse and a dead mouse. You bought a few thousand yuan for 'Looking back in the dim lights' and won hundreds of thousands in a blink of an eye. Please." The chubby young man said depressedly.
"That's right, the five of us are known as the top five gamers, and we all missed it, but you, a rookie who only learned how to play games, won it. Really; "I don't believe it!" Dongfang Herring replied honestly.
"Pfft!" Cheng Hongluan rolled Dongfang Herring's eyes, "You really don't know how to comfort people."
"There's still wine here." Dongfang Herring pointed to a glass of wine.
"Don't drink anymore. If you drink any more, you'll really get drunk. You still tell me to drink, do you want to do something bad while I'm drunk?" Cheng Hongluan stared at Dongfang Herring.
"I'm still a virgin, if I really want to do something bad, you'll be the one who takes advantage." Dongfang Herring said seriously.
"Tch, my sister is also a virgin, so don't think about it, stop drinking and go back." Cheng Hongluan raised her chin, proud as a swan.
After paying the bill, Cheng Hongluan sighed, "There is only 480 yuan left, and I will eat instant noodles this month."
"Come to the bar when you have no money." Dongfang Herring was puzzled. If it were him, he would never come to such an occasion to spend money when he was short of money.
"I will go crazy if I don't vent." Cheng Hongluan said.
"Just, can you still drive?" Dongfang Herring asked.
"It must be possible, drag racing is no problem." Cheng Hongluan said disdainfully.
"Aren't you afraid of the traffic police?"
"Tomorrow this car won't be mine anymore, so don't worry about the traffic police, get in the car."
"Come in." Cheng Hongluan pulled Dongfang Herring into the co-pilot, and before the seat belt was fastened, he stepped on the accelerator, and with a whoosh, the BMW rushed out like an arrow. Dongfang Herring let out a scream, but Cheng Hongluan left behind a series of laughter like silver bells