"Don't go......! Go on!" Xie Weicheng saw Jiang Ming get up to leave, and while opening his mouth to leave people, he looked for a wine glass.

"Okay!" Jiang Ming directly raised his glass and drank it all.

Poof!

Xie Weicheng didn't find the wine glass in the end, and slipped under the table, his fat body smashing the ground.

Jiang Ming put down his wine glass, glanced at the three drunken guys, carried them to the sand, and left.

Outside, dusk was approaching, Jiang Ming drove aimlessly on the road, the sky was getting darker and darker, and finally he parked the car in front of a nightclub.

It was still early, and there weren't many crazy people coming to the nightclub, so he had a drink, then went to the dance floor and jumped twice, and then left quickly.

The miasma of black smoke can be tolerated, and he also admits the touch of bold women, but even men come up to flatter his eyes and move his feet, he really can't bear it, so he can only run away. It can be seen that even if there is a will, it is not an overnight achievement.

When I got back to the car again, I was at a loss and there was nothing else in my mind. Where to go next, who to go to, and what to talk about? There are so many questions that are not answered.

In the end, Jiang Ming still chose the stupidest and stupidest way - to get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows!

I went to a cigarette hotel and bought four boxes of white dry, a box of twelve bottles, it is said that this kind of wine is not on the top, the degree is high, and maybe you can get drunk.

As for the appetizers, a bag of peanuts, a bag of fennel beans, and a few chicken feet, just wrap a pack, and you may not eat it anyway.

Driving to the riverside, watching the three rivers confluence, rolling eastward, Jiang Ming's mood was a little better, and the place introduced by Qian Beier was really good. It's this season, it's too cool, but for Jiang Ming now, what is this chill?

Moving the wine and food to the riverside, Jiang Ming sat on the bluestone platform and blew on the bottle.

Unconsciously, four bottles of wine went down, except for the slight heat of the body, there was no other feeling, Jiang Ming's throat was a little bitter, could it be that the organ robbery still has this kind of side effect, which can make people not get drunk for a thousand cups? Although he used to drink a lot of alcohol, he didn't drink for a long time without getting drunk, is God trying to trick him?

Just when he was full of depression, a high beam struck, and he looked back to see a sea-blue sedan coming from a distance, with a familiar logo, but he couldn't remember the name for a while.

The car drove to a nearby place and stopped, he thought that someone was going to get down, but the car began to slowly reverse, as if it was about to turn around and leave, but it was not far away, and the car stopped again, and then he began to worry - he would not meet a driver like his little aunt, right?

However, apparently he thought too much, and soon after the car stopped, he began to move forward again, and finally pulled up to his car, and turned off the lights and turned off the lights. After waiting for a while, no one came down, and he turned his head to drink again, after all, other people's affairs had nothing to do with him.

Click!

Another bottle of wine went down, and suddenly there was a sound of high heels knocking on the ground behind him, Jiang Ming looked back and saw a woman with a good face and good temperament, wrapped in a light blue windbreaker, walking towards the river. Because he was not a familiar person, Jiang Ming didn't look at it much, turned around and went to drink, occasionally throwing two peanuts into his mouth.

The woman walked to the other side of the bluestone platform and stood by the river, only more than ten meters away from him, but it felt like they were far away and irrelevant to each other.

A man and a woman, one sits and one stands, one pours himself and drinks, one views the river in the wind, a few feet away, as if the end of the world is far away, the painting style is strange, and it is extremely strange.

Time passed little by little, there were more than a dozen empty bottles around Jiang Ming, and the woman's arms were getting tighter and tighter-the river breeze in the winter night was not something ordinary people could carry!

"Do you want to borrow wine?" asked some women who couldn't stand it.

Jiang Ming generously handed her a bottle, for him, one more bottle and one less bottle did not matter much, but for her, one bottle was enough, there was no need to be stingy.

"Poof...... Ahem...... It's spicy...... It turned out to be real wine. The woman unscrewed the cap of the bottle, took a sip, and squirted out at least half of it, and her face immediately changed, and it seemed that she was a master who didn't usually drink much.

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Jiang Ming didn't have any good words because the other party was a beauty.

The woman didn't rush to answer, squatted down, picked up the half-drunk bottle, leaned in front of her nose and sniffed it, before saying, "I thought it was water." ”

"I can't drink that much water. "Although Jiang Ming has practiced to the fullest extent of his organs, his bladder is not much bigger than ordinary people, and he really can't drink more than ten bottles of water.

"But normal people can't drink so much. As soon as she opened the conversation, the woman was a little overwhelmed.

Jiang Ming smiled, "Do I look like a normal person now?"

"Why bother to drown your sorrows with wine at a young age?" the woman could see clearly.

"It's easy to say, but it's hard to do, don't you come to the river to blow the wind and abuse yourself?" Jiang Ming didn't think she was so smart.

"A handful of age?" The woman touched her face, although she was still tender, but her real age couldn't hide her from herself, "With this sentence, I don't know how many women want to kick you down the river." ”

"Just talking about you, what's the matter with others?" Jiang Ming felt that she was a little far away.

"Talking about age in front of a woman is a taboo, I'm just teaching you the truth of being a man. "The woman has a lot of words.

"What are the taboos for women?" Jiang Ming put on an appearance of humbly asking for advice.

"Many, so many that women themselves can't count them. And you can add it as you like. "A woman is a real woman.

Jiang Ming laughed, secretly sighing that he was stupid enough, he actually asked a woman for these things, and it was strange that people could tell the truth.

Or keep drinking the bar!

Seeing that he stopped talking and went to compete with the wine again, the woman didn't say anything more, squatting where to hold the wine bottle, and after a while, she took a small sip, and then grabbed peanuts and ate them unceremoniously, and Jiang Ming didn't care about her.

I don't know how long it took for her to ask, "Is it comfortable to sit?"

Jiang Ming looked at the bluestone with some potholes, glanced at people's buttocks again, and thought for a while, "You better go back to the car." ”

"Why?" the woman wondered.

"I'm cold, and I'm panicking. Jiang Ming described the benefits of bluestone.

"Exactly. As she spoke, she sat down beside a pile of bottles.

Jiang Ming smiled, "I forgot, you are also here to find abuse." ”

Click!

After sitting down, her legs dangling in the air, and the surging river under her feet, the woman beat the bluestone rhythmically with the heel of her shoe, "I'm different from you." ”

"What's the difference?" Jiang Ming humbly asked for advice.

"You're for the girls, I'm for the family. The woman's voice was soft and her tone was light, "In other words, you can't get out of a little love, and I can't let go of myself in a cage." ”

"I don't think there's any difference, the same painting is a prison, the same self-inflicted. Jiang Ming felt that there was no difference between the two.

"Yes, maybe it's only complicated or not, and the feeling of the state of mind is the same. The woman agreed with him and raised her bottle to each other, "I respect you." ”

Jiang Ming raised the bottle and touched her, and knocked down more than half of the bottle, but she still took a sip of it, and did not drink a drop more because of his boldness.

"Is this delicious?" asked the woman, picking up a chicken claw.

"You haven't eaten it?" "Whether it is delicious or not, Jiang Ming does not dare to assert it.

"I never eat anything like that. "The woman seems to be quite picky.

Is this to abuse the taste buds or the heart?

Jiang Ming's head was a little wooden, and he didn't want to think about it, "Don't you know if you taste it?"

"That's right. The woman picked up the chicken feet, brought them to her mouth, opened her small mouth, gently bit off a piece of chicken skin, swallowed it into her mouth, and chewed it slowly.

There is no problem with her movements, but she is too good-looking, which makes Jiang Ming's brows jump, how can she feel awkward, similar painting style, déjà vu, "You are very similar to a friend of mine." ”

"As you just said, I'm 'a handful of years'. The woman put down her chicken feet and shook her greasy palms at him, "It's delicious." ”

Jiang Ming rummaged through his pockets, took out a handkerchief and handed it to her, "What did you mean just now?"

Gently wiping the oil stain between his palms and fingers, the woman told him the reason, "My son is as old as you, don't talk about talking to a little girl." ”

Jiang Ming smiled and shook his head, "You think badly, you just have the same temperament, and your appearance is definitely not the same." ”

"I didn't think badly, it was your eyes that changed, if you were like this just now, I wouldn't have come. The woman pointed to her heart.

Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, then patted his forehead vigorously and rubbed his face, "I'm sorry, some emotions are uncontrollable." ”

"As long as it's not a little out of control. The woman didn't rush to get out of the way.

Jiang Ming couldn't help laughing, thinking that it was quite interesting to have such a person to chat with, so he pointed to the chicken feet that had been bitten off, "Why don't you eat it?"

"It's so delicious. "The reason given by the woman is a bit bizarre.

"So you don't eat it?" Jiang Ming felt that his head couldn't keep up.

"You can't be friends with the natural enemy of your body image because of the desire of your tongue. The woman patiently explained.

"Is it unpalatable that you can eat it again?" Jiang Ming didn't understand.

"Well, once I ate it, I didn't think about it anymore. The woman confirmed his suspicions and told him, "This is the logic of women, always so unreasonable." ”

"It's so esoteric. Jiang Ming's head was completely rusted.

"When faced with a complex problem, the best solution is to keep it simple. Seeing him like this, the woman also smiled, "If the girl you love has a temperament that is really similar to mine, then I can teach you." ”

"Tell me about it?" Jiang Ming is still more interested in this topic.

"Don't reason with her!" the woman's words resounded, "Rough and brutal simplicity and directness are the only ways to conquer her." ”

It's scary to listen to!

Jiang Ming smiled bitterly and said helplessly, "No matter whether this method works well or not, I can't use it on her." ”

"Why, when she worships like a goddess?" the woman guessed at once.

"Almost. Jiang Ming did not shy away from it.

"Then you really don't have much hope. The woman's answer was just as pertinent.

"I know. Jiang Ming had already accepted his fate.

"What do you know?" the woman picked up the chicken paw and shook it in front of his eyes, "There are only women in the world, there are no goddesses! ”