Because of the eyebrows, the corners of her eyes look more prominent, and because of the picking, she shows a lot of charm, and the metallic eyeshadow deepens the charm of the atmosphere.

And her bright lipstick, her lips looked delicate and moisturized, because she had drunk too much wine, her cheeks were slightly red, and her breath became more and more intense.

She just looked at me, and I'm sure if I had been bold, she would have been eaten by me tonight.

Before she could reply, she suddenly smiled and said, "I'm not a wine girl, don't beat my idea." ”

Well, I'm thinking too much.

I raised my hand and touched my nose, and said with a sneer, "Don't think too much about it, I don't have that idea at all." ”

"Why, aren't you interested in me?" she suddenly lunged at me, put her hands on my shoulders, and a burst of Chanel came to her nose.

"Miss, you've really drunk too much. I tried to take her hand off my shoulder, but she grabbed me.

"You're Miss, ...... Call Sister Fairy, or you will punish yourself with a cup. She said inarticulately, and the smell of wine coming out of her mouth made me feel dizzy.

"Then I'd better punish myself!" I said, brushing her aside and picking up a glass of wine from the bar.

When she was about to drink, she also took a glass, looked at me with a smile and said, "Come! Cheers to our fate!"

I didn't say anything, the two glasses slammed together, and each drank it up.

"Tonight, it's either drunk to death, or you're going to die for love!" she put her glass on the bar, and suddenly raised her arms and shouted, "Go to special love!"

I looked at her in a daze, because I hadn't yet reached the point where I was drunk and unconscious, so I could hear what she was saying.

It just makes me wonder, is she also out of love?

I smiled bitterly and said, "Sister fairy, are you out of love?"

"Broken love? hehe...... Have you ever heard of a fairy falling out of love?" she said as she looked at me, her eyes dazed and painful.

Needless to ask, she just just fell out of love, almost the same as I am now.

"Okay! We're all the people who have fallen from the end of the world, so let's have another drink!" I poured my wine and touched it with her again.

She didn't think about it, drank it in one gulp, and then stared at me with drunken eyes and said, "Are you also out of love?"

I took out my cigarette, lit it without hurry, and inhaled it hard, inhaling the poisonous gas deep into my throat and into the alveoli of the lungs.

I didn't answer her, but poured another wine, looked at her with a glass, and said, "Let's not talk about love tonight, just indulge in enjoyment!"

"Cheers! let the scumbags and scumbags die!" she said as she raised her neck heroically and drank it all.

I didn't fight with her about scumbags and scumbags, maybe she was hurt by scumbags, but I wasn't hurt by scumbags.

I put down my glass, took my cigarette in my mouth, grabbed the bottle and poured it for her.

She waved her hand at me and said, "Wait a minute, I feel like throwing up......"

"Then go and vomit and continue?" I said.

"What are you kidding? Sister, I've never been so out of shape. Here, give me a cigarette and let me take a break. She held out her hand to me and said.

I didn't hesitate, I could tell from how she was dressed and dressed that she was the kind of woman who was more open. I pulled one out of my cigarette case and handed it to her, she reached out to take it, and I held up the lighter and lit it for her.

Her smoking posture is very elegant, much like the heroine Liu Piaopiao in Stephen Chow's movie "The King of Comedy", that is, Cecilia Cheung.

Merely...... She had only inhaled a third of the way before she choked on the thick smoke and coughed so much that tears flowed out.

Turns out she doesn't smoke!

But she cried and cried and laughed, though it was a little ugly.

I was stunned and said, "What are you laughing at? Are you choking on smoke?"

She didn't speak, but picked up her glass and clinked glasses with me, and then said, "Come, toast to the stupid man." ”

I glanced at her and said, "Don't attack men, okay? Not all men are negative people." ”

"Men don't have a good thing!" she said, clutching the baroque glass in her hand and looking at the golden liquor in her eyes.

"You can't generalize!"

She leaned over, looked at me with misty eyes, and said with a playful smile, "You're a good thing?"

"Of course I am. ”

"You're something, so what are you?"

"I'm not a thing, I'm a person!"

"That's right, you're not a thing!" she looked at me and smiled slightly.

I was a little speechless and protested loudly, "I mean, I'm not a lifeless thing, I'm a flesh and blood person!

She let out a faint "oh" and said tooth for tooth: "You are the crazy woman, no...... You're a man, you're crazy!"

"Crazy woman!" I sneered.

She laughed, then handed me a glass and touched it, and exclaimed, "Come, toast to the madwoman and the madman!"

The two of them poured the wine into their throats in a muffled voice, poured it again, and she came again: "Come, cheers to fate." ”

I don't persuade her anymore, because I can't even persuade myself, how can I persuade others!

When the bottle of wine on the bar bottomed out, I think we were really in our mouths, and the head on our heads had become a multi-ton machine, and the whole body supporting it was soft as mud, which was called top-heavy.

The woman in front of me turned into a blush, shook in front of my eyes, and then pressed against me.

"Hey, don't hang your head, it's useless...... It's not as good as I am. ”

I raised my eyes dimly, shook my head involuntarily, and said, "I...... Who do you say is inferior to you? I'm so good...... We drank and poured the wine......"

Her eyes suddenly became hot, her red lips pressed to my ear, and she whispered affectionately, "Let's drink somewhere else, okay?"

I laughed, and to borrow her words, "You want to go with me to open a room, right?"

"Yes," she said, as she got up from her high chair with a thump on the floor, "and I ask you if you dare?"

"Cut!" I shook to my feet, "what's not to dare, go...... Bring a drink and go for a good ......."

She stretched out her hand to help me, and I also helped her, like two people who depended on each other, she smiled and said, "Yes, let's go to the bed and lie down and drink, it's more comfortable than here, it's too noisy here!"

"Good...... Great idea......! Or are you creative, walking ......" I feel like my mind can't keep up with the speed of speech, and I don't know what I'm talking about.

She took my arm around her neck and helped me to walk out, and I reached out and put my arm around her, and the two of us walked out step by step.

After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped, then pulled me back, and said "I...... My bag, wait, wait......"

She turned around and reached for a silver satchel at the bar, put it around my neck, and then raised her arms and shouted, "Go, walk......"

We left the bar with one foot high and one foot low, leaving behind the loud music and loud vocals.

On the street we were like two drunks, walking forward step by step, without a destination, passing through street after street, and finally stopping in front of a hotel.

We helped each other into the hotel, and I was completely confused during the whole process, and she was probably also confused, so we opened the room in a daze and went upstairs.

Walking through the dark carpeted hallway, she stopped at the door of a room and saw her take out her room card and open the door.

I stared at her and said, "Hey, you've already opened the house......?" You've been prepared!"

"What! I ...... I opened it a long time ago, but I didn't open it for you. ”

"What do you mean?" I stared at her in confusion.