Extra: The Prodigal Son Doesn't Look Back (2)
How can it be beautiful.
Normally, in the evening, the bar street is the main venue of Zhuo Lun.
Can be ...... today
With Ni Ying following behind, the usual fox friends and dog friends didn't dare to come over.
Not to mention the girls, if they were bold, they got a little closer, and Ni Ying flew over with a knife, and she was stunned at that time.
Zhuo Lun was a little happy to watch at first, but then he had a headache.
It's just Ni Ying, it's not easy to do.
Speak your mouth to drive people away...... doesn't look at the face of the Ni family, just saying that the two of them have known him since childhood, he can't do this thing.
If you don't rush......
Zhuo Lun was heartbroken: He can't even soak a girl!
Fortunately, there are also those who are not cowardly, Sun Qirong raised his cup and signaled to him: "Brother Lun, this ......"
Zhuo Lun coughed, "This, my friend." β
Friends......
The crowd exchanged a meaningful look.
Ni Ying glanced at everyone expressionlessly, and said nothing.
"Oh, Brother Lun's friend is my friend...... Haha, it's our friend......" Sun Qirong laughed awkwardly, but he didn't dare to let Ni Ying drink, stretched out his arm hard, and pretended to be specifically clinking glasses with Zhuo Lun.
Ni Ying frowned without a trace and took half a step back.
Taking advantage of Ni Ying's lack of notice, Sun Qirong said silently: Brother, where did you find such a big Buddha?
Zhuo Lun pressed the corner of his forehead with a headache: "It's mentioned, anyway...... When she doesn't exist!"
Ga?
Sun Qirong pointed at her and tried to lower his voice: "The problem is, this big guy is too presence!"
Truly.
Ni Ying is too difficult to ignore.
It is really like the wind and the station is like a pine.
The back is always straight, the eyebrows are cold, the eyes are sharp like a blade, and when you look at people, you seem to have quenched ice slag and frozen to death.
Zhuo Lun glanced at the people in the room, the men were obscene, the women were pretentious, and none of them were good.
glanced at it, and the first thing I saw was Ni Ying.
The background of the swaggering lights, only her, is the most vivid existence.
His gaze paused for a few seconds on Ni Ying's indifferent side face: "......"
She definitely doesn't wear makeup, but this lip shape is pretty good......
As if sensing his gaze, Ni Ying looked back at him suspiciously.
The gaze is crystal clear and out of place with its surroundings.
Zhuo Lun looked away almost embarrassedly, and said in a rough voice: "You sit on the side and order, blocking me from drinking!"
Defect.
Ni Ying retracted her gaze in disgust and took a chair to sit aside.
Her powerful aura evacuated the crowd, and everyone couldn't help but sigh lightly at the same time.
"Breath!" Zhuo Lun scolded with a smile and raised his glass: "Okay, drink and drink!"
The atmosphere became warm again, and a girl sat in his arms with disgust: "Brother Zhuo, I hate it, you didn't take me to play yesterday!"
Zhuo Lun's body stiffened for half a second, and he subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look at Ni Ying.
But immediately he reacted again, pretending to take the person into his arms in a chic manner: "Tsk, brother had a sister last night, so I have to line up." β
The people around immediately laughed obscenely, and all kinds of jokes emerged one after another.
Push the cup and change the lamp, and the lights are bright.
The hustle and bustle of the crowd stirs up the atmosphere, and the icy liquor is poured all the way, and there will be a fire burning the throat.
Swaying to the music, in the crowded crowd, it is the flaming red lips that are sent up, and the warm fragrant nephrite that is embraced in the arms.
Such an environment is always intoxicating.
Zhuolun likes it.
He usually has the most fun, after all, he is good-looking, generous, and both men and women like to play with him.
It's just that today is not fun in the end.
"Brother Zhuo, I was preempted by the young lady yesterday, and I will bring someone today!" the girl snuggled into his arms, drank the wine in a small sip, and sent it up with a pout.
If it was usual, Zhuo Lun would definitely drink it directly.
Today, however, he hesitated.
Again, he looked back.
In the corner, Ni Ying still sat upright, but she didn't play with her mobile phone, and the bright and dim lights crossed her slightly drooping face.
Like, in a daze?
Her face, which is as white as porcelain, is less sharp than three points in this change of light and shadow, but her temperament is too unique, even if she sits there in a daze like this, it is too attractive.
Although she has a neat short haircut, no one will admit that this is indeed a girl.
Moreover, she is a very beautiful and very temperamental girl.
Such a person, unlike everyone here, is the focus wherever he is placed.
Especially in such a messy place, it makes people want to move when they see it.
If I could tear her cold expression apart, it would be ...... Something that's interesting, isn't it?
There was more than one person who thought like this, but they didn't dare to act rashly because Zhuo Lun had said that she was his friend.
But it's okay to show goodwill.
ββThere was a person who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and stepped forward with a wine, pretending to lean against the wall in a chic manner, and smiled greasyly: "Beauty, how boring is it to be alone, let's play together?"
Ni Ying slowly raised her head, glanced at him coldly, and did not hide her disdain at all: "Get out." β
But this scene changed in Zhuo Lun's eyes.
"Grass. He tore off the girl who was glued to him, didn't think about it, and walked over with a fist: "Lao Tzu's people, you dare to talk to you? β
"Misunderstandings, misunderstandings, all misunderstandings. β
"Hey, Brother Lun is a friend, don't be angry, don't be angry. β
There was no chaos at the scene, because the man didn't dare to fight back at all.
Zhuo Lun glanced at Ni Ying a few times to make sure that she hadn't been touched by half of her hair, and then said coldly: "That's it for today." β
After speaking, he directly reached out to pull Ni Ying, but Ni Ying stood up faster than he moved, as if he was something disgusting, but he couldn't avoid it.
Gotcha, he has a hot face and a cold ass.
Zhuo Lun picked up his coat, ignored a few good words, turned his head and left.
The others didn't dare to chase after them, but they only complained about the person who accosted them.
I all know what kind of temper he has, and just one punch is already considered merciful to his subordinates.
"Okay!" accosted him, and was scolded, and he was beaten for not catching anything, and no one felt comfortable.
But he really can't afford to provoke this Zhuo Lun, after all, behind the people is the Zi'an Group.
Thinking of Lu Zi'an, this person lost any temper, and only waved his hand irritably: "I'll pay for this game today, okay! Don't look at it when you go back, wipe this thing away, brother remembers your good." β
Everyone laughed: "Don't worry, Brother Lun's personality is like this, and his temper comes and goes quickly......
A few discussed it and went back to Zhuo Lun to talk about it, but it was over like this.
Zhuo Lun came out in a hurry, but forgot to call the driver.
He lit a cigarette, stood by the wall and made a phone call, and said without looking back: "Lao Zhang will come in a while, what do you want to eat?"
Changyan City is a city that never sleeps, and although it is already two o'clock in the morning, it is still brightly lit, especially when this street is lively.
Ni Ying's work and rest are very regular, and he doesn't have the habit of eating supper, but thinking about the bunch of wine he drank on an empty stomach just now, he still said coldly: "Barbecue." β
"Okay. β
I ordered a bunch of things, but Zhuo Lun didn't eat, just half-collapsed in the chair and smoked, and his eyes were not open.
Ni Ying took a chicken leg, and a knife was used by her to dismantle the bones very neatly, and after a while, the plate was full of meat.
Zhuo Lun snorted: "You have no soul to eat barbecue like this!"
"It's a chicken leg and has no soul. Ni Ying didn't even owe her eyes, so she got the meat, wiped her hands and started eating.
She doesn't eat very much, and she even eats a little rudely.
Eating meat and drinking water is not at all different from the women he usually meets.
But unexpectedly, she looks good like this.
She ate very deliciously, and Zhuo Lun didn't want to eat it, but her appetite was aroused.
pondered in my heart, and also learned her to poke with a knife.
A chicken leg was broken into thousands of pieces, and it was stomach to look at.
Just as he was frowning and hesitating to eat it, a plate was pushed next to him.
"Give. β
was full of a plate of meat, Ni Ying didn't even look at him, and wiped the knife by himself: "If you want to eat, hurry up, your car is here." β
"What's the hurry. Zhuo Lun lazily grabbed a chopstick, and it was not bad to eat.
By the time he finished eating, it was already past three o'clock.
After eating and drinking, Zhuo Lun fell asleep in the reverse.
When he arrived downstairs at Zhuo's house, Ni Ying looked at him with a headache and dragged him up: "You're home." β
Zhuo Lun, who was half-asleep, opened his eyes and saw the lamp in his house, and his face instantly darkened: "Damn, your brain ......"
Seeing clearly that the person in front of him was Ni Ying, he swallowed back the second half of the curse and fell back: "Lao Zhang, send me to Graceland." β
There's something wrong with this man's brain, right? He didn't even enter the door when he got to the door?
Ni Ying glanced at him a little irritably, but did not move.
Lao Zhang didn't have time to persuade her, and the door of Zhuo's house opened.
A car drove out in a low-key manner, not at a fast speed.
"Huh?" Zoren narrowed his eyes and glanced at him quickly.
The window in the back seat was open, and it was dimly clear that it was a woman.
Still a very young woman.
"Tsk. Zhuo Lun fell back and looked at Ni Ying with three points of anger: "See, people are never lonely, and when I come back, it will hurt him." β
After savoring the meaning of the good thing in his mouth, Ni Ying got back into the car with a black face and closed the door.
Although he didn't speak, he agreed to leave.
In the days that followed, she followed Zhuo Lun in and out together.
Zhuo Lun reversed day and night, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he was drunk and dreamed of death.
Sometimes when she looks at it, she finds it incredible.
Just tossed like this, she was a little unbearable for a person who exercised every day, but he didn't die suddenly?
I don't know if it's a blessing or a misfortune.
However, although he was a bastard, she just followed, and didn't care.
Other than that, she didn't have much to do.
On the bright side, no one dared to provoke Zhuo Lun.
Everyone held him and coaxed him, and he enjoyed it himself.
If you are in good spirits, you change the bride every day, and you will be a groom every night, and if you are not interested, you will see that no one is pleasing to the eye, and you will scold if you want to.
Sometimes she looks surprised, with Zhuo Lun's temperament, he can live until now, and he should really thank the eight generations of ancestors of his family.
The more I followed, the more I despised this person.
How did that cute little dumpling in my memory grow into this thing?
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