"What do you do?" Feng Qingyang was very curious about the boy in front of him who looked a little handsome, the key is that he is not a southerner, listening to the accent, like a provincial city from the northeast (Xu Maochen did not use the Xicheng accent, but imitated the provincial accent, he stayed in the provincial capital for four years, and the provincial accent is easy to come), one thing is well known, between the north and the south, there are not many people who have successfully invested in different regions, and in the north, it is rare to meet the rich people who speak the southern accent, and vice versa.

"I, I'm a rich second generation," Xu Maochen leaned against the door, lit a cigarette, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's the kind of Principal Wang, who invests or something casually, and is considered a jobless vagrant, what about you, beauty, what are you doing?"

"Huh. Me too. Feng Qingyang said with a smile.

"What are you, a jobless vagrant, or a rich second generation?" asked Xu Maochen.

"Both. ”

Xu Maochen secretly despised it in his heart, the unemployed vagrant Thaksin, forget the rich second generation, take the godfather's money, and count it as the rich second generation - uh, it seems to be scolding himself, no matter. He, the rich second generation, is in disguise anyway.

"Are you interested, let's have a relationship?" Xu Maochen was bold and picked Feng Qingyang's chin.

Feng Qingyang didn't show disgust, just looked down at Xu Maochen's hand, and sneered: "Relationship, I'm sorry, I have a boyfriend." ”

"Yes, is your boyfriend rich, how old?" Xu Maochen asked.

Xu was poked in the heart by the words "how old", Feng Qingyang said a little unhappily: "I don't like your inquiry, don't you want to be friends with me? ”

"Yes, I'll take you there tomorrow morning, add it to WeChat?" Xu Maochen handed over his mobile phone, Feng Qingyang did not refuse this time, scanned Xu Maochen's WeChat QR code, and added friends. Then he left.

Feng Qingyang's", it seems that she still has some thoughts about her hometown in the Northeast, and after Feng Qingyang took a taxi and left, Xu Maochen threw away the cigarette skin stock and walked back to the Bentley.

"How's it going?" Feng Biao hurriedly asked.

Xu Maochen shook his mobile phone and said proudly: "I'm going to her WeChat!"

“…… I have her on WeChat. You still need it, brother!" Feng Biao smiled bitterly.

"That's different, Uncle Biao," Luo Tianai explained, "This is my brother's WeChat that hooked up with her and came here, which means that the two of them are already getting along!"

Every father will feel awkward about his daughter "getting along" with others, and Feng Biao is no exception, even if the object is Xu Maochen, so his face was a little dark, he didn't say anything, and silently lit a cigarette.

"Brother, don't worry, take her back within three days!" Xu Maochen patted his chest and gave Feng Biao a package ticket.

Feng Biao nodded, thinking in his heart, if he brought his daughter back, but he had to give it to Xu Maochen, wouldn't he just come out of the wolf pack and enter the tiger's mouth? He didn't question Xu Maochen's personality, it was very reassuring, but Feng Biao knew very well that Xu Maochen was very chaotic in terms of boyfriend and girlfriend, and he had seen at least three people who were good with Xu Maochen......

"Brother Biao, don't think about it, go back and rest. Xu Maochen sat in the co-pilot and let Luo Tianai drive, the three of them all drank, and Luo Tianai drank relatively less.

Before leaving, Xu Maochen looked at the parking space next to him, Liao Wanfu's car was still parked there, it is estimated that tonight, Liao Wanfu will sleep in the hotel, after all, he is old, after a time, he has to rest for a long time, unless he takes medicine, but I heard that people in Guangdong are good at maintenance, and they should not toss their bodies.

Back to the 5-star hotel. The three of them went upstairs and went back to their rooms, Xiao Ai was also tired, she didn't accompany Xu Maochen, she went to sleep by herself, Xu Maochen sat at the window of the room, while sobering up, while blowing the wind, while checking Feng Qingyang's circle of friends, basically all photos of having fun, there was no text, and the people who had fun with her were all female friends, no boys, but there was a one, a man's body appeared in the background (faceless photo), it was in the hotel room, Feng Qingyang was wrapped in a bathrobe, smiling ambiguously, the man in the background was still wearing a suit, holding a cigarette in his hand, looking at his figure。 Like Liao Wanfu.

Xu Maochen copied this photo and sent it to Feng Qingyang, asking: Is he your boyfriend?

After waiting for half an hour, Feng Qingyang didn't reply, Xu Maochen was a little sleepy, went to the toilet, prepared to wash and sleep, and when he returned to the bedside, the phone rang, Feng Qingyang replied, two words: No.

"Who is that?" asked Xu Maochen.

The screen showed that Feng Qingyang typed for a long time, but finally deleted the dialogue, and only sent eight words: Mind your P business, sleep you!

Xu Maochen felt that Feng Qingyang seemed to be about to say something to him, that is to say, her heart was a little bit pried open by Xu Maochen, whether it was with money or with others, in short, this was a good start.

Xu Maochen said goodnight and lay on the bed. Drift off to sleep.

Just about to fall asleep, Feng Qingyang sent another WeChat message: Did you sleep?

Xu Maochen replied cheaply: I miss you, I can't sleep.

Feng Qingyang sent a contemptuous expression, and soon sent a text again: Where are you?

Xu Maochen took a photo of the hotel room, and deliberately took a picture of the part below his waist (lying on the bed) as well.

Feng Qingyang replied after looking at the photo: I won't go to your hotel to let you sleep, but I want to drink with you.

Xu Maochen smiled bitterly, a little headache, I have already drunk a lot of wine tonight, mainly to drink it in a different way, at least three kinds of mixing, plus I just drank a big wine two days ago (Liu Yanxi's time), my stomach has not fully recovered, my body is a little unbearable, and I don't want to drink anymore.

However, since Feng Qingyang made a request, Xu Maochen still reluctantly agreed: Okay, I drink averagely, and I will sacrifice my life to accompany you.

Feng Qingyang sent a coordinate, showing that it was the name of a bar, called 9 post-bra.

Xu Maochen put on his clothes and shoes and socks again, went out and turned left, wanting to knock on Luo Tianai's door, but thinking about it, she was very tired today, and she was probably asleep, so she didn't call her, she took the elevator down the garage, drove on the Bentley, and according to the navigation, it took more than 20 minutes to find the 9 post-bra, the location here. It's not the city center, it's a bit biased, like the old town, the surrounding buildings are very classical, but it's clean, it's a quiet neighborhood, there are fewer people and cars, and there are fewer luxury cars.

Entered the bar, this is a clear bar, the music is soft, there are only a dozen people in it, sitting in twos and threes, looking like college students, Xu Maochen looked around, and finally found Feng Qingyang in the corner, a female companion sat opposite her, carefully trying to wake her up.

"Hello. Xu Maochen greeted.

When the female companion saw Xu Maochen, she complained: "Oh, you're finally here, how can you let your girlfriend go out to drink by herself?

"I'm ......" Xu Maochen looked confused, and asked uncertainly, "I—I'm not a scumbag, right?"

"Okay, you explain, I should go back to work too, let's take her home early. After the female companion finished speaking, she got up and walked to the bar, and then Xu Maochen noticed that the clothes the girl was wearing were the same as the waiter in the bar, she was the staff here, and it was estimated that Feng Qingyang often came to this bar to take care of her.

Xu Maochen sat opposite Feng Qingyang, frowned and looked at the three empty wine bottles on the table, patted her head, and woke Feng Qingyang up.

Feng Qingyang got up, glanced at Xu Maochen in a daze, and was about to lie down again.

"Don't sleep, it's so late. Go home, I'll send you. Xu Maochen put his hand under Feng Qingyang's face, trying to stop it, but Feng Qingyang didn't care, directly pillowed on his palm, and fell asleep again.

Xu Maochen kept his posture motionless, stayed for a while, his arm was counted, his hand felt Feng Qingyang's lips, so he moved his fingers, got into it and stirred, Feng Qingyang woke up again, frowned and looked at Xu Maochen, and said drunkenly: "Why are you interfering in someone's mouth, can't people sleep for a while?"

When people get drunk, they either behave very contrived. Either it will reveal her true nature, Xu Maochen felt that Feng Qingyang, who was talking coquettishly just now, was probably her nature, and the cold nightclub beauty before was in great contrast.

"I'll send you home. Xu Maochen was moved with compassion, and really just wanted to send her home.

"I don't! you go!" Feng Qingyang pouted. Puffed up and pointed to the door.

Xu Maochen shook his head helplessly, forcibly pulled Feng Qingyang, and dragged him to the door, Feng Qingyang symbolically resisted for a while, and then collapsed in Xu Maochen's arms, letting him drag him, like a tricky Erha.

Out of the bar, Xu Maochen stuffed Feng Qingyang into the back seat of the Bentley. He walked around, and as soon as he sat in the cab, Feng Qingyang hugged Xu Maochen's neck from behind, Xu Maochen turned his head, Feng Qingyang's red lips pressed over, and kissed wildly, regardless of it.

Xu Maochen's nose was sealed and he could barely breathe. Unexpectedly, she seemed to be thin, her strength was quite big, and the strength of her tongue was not small, and she was full of skills, Xu Maochen's concentration was not too strong, plus both of them drank wine, Xu Maochen struggled for a while. After being able to breathe, Feng Qingyang gradually attacked the last line of defense, sank on the spot, and prepared to ...... with her in the car

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