It was a windy night, and heavy rain was falling.

The man seemed to be tired of the imminent scraping and began to reach for her inner thighs.

The huge box is flooded with colored lights, and the nicotine smoke is shaped in the light, like an absurd stage play.

Sun Xiao'e's thighs stepped down from the man, stepped on more than ten centimeters of studded shoes and walked to Mingsheng, and the rhinestones on her nails swept over the untouched table of beer: "Ouch, why haven't you moved here." Ah Sheng, you accompany Brother Zhao. ”

She squeezed her eyebrows, greeted her like an old bustard, picked up four beer bottles in both hands, and walked away with a smile.

Mingsheng stared at Sun Xiao'e's staggered thighs.

It was May, in the cold rain of late spring, Sun Xiao'e was wearing a pair of denim shorts, and when she walked, she could see the fat on her buttocks from the edge, swinging one after another, her skin was white but shiny, like two lifeless polyps.

Brother Zhao coughed lowly.

Mingsheng stood up suddenly, and the man's hand slipped off her lap unexpectedly.

"I'm going to touch up my makeup." She smiled and pushed the door open with her handbag.

The hallway of the clubhouse was filled with the humidity of a rainy night, drenching from the soles of his heels to the tip of his heart.

Mingsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and his chest and lungs seemed to be blocked by broken ice. The middle-aged man's ghostly singing in the box gradually faded away, and gradually you could hear the noise of other guests, as well as the sweet duet of young men and women.

She was thinking about all kinds of stakes, and she didn't pay much attention when she walked, when the door of the box next to her suddenly slammed open, and a drunk fell out and pounced on her.

Mingsheng couldn't dodge, and when he saw that he was about to be pounced, the drunk was suddenly dragged by someone. A young white face peeked out from behind the drunkard, and his impatience could be seen, but he was quite polite to her, and apologized to her ruffianly: "My friend was drunk, didn't hit you, right?" ”

"Nope." Mingsheng only glanced at them.

They were all very young, in their early twenties at most.

She placed her handbag on the sink and pulled out a powder puff.

The two of them followed, and there was a hysterical vomiting sound next to them, and Jiang Huaiyi slapped the drunk and scolded him: "You haven't finished vomiting yet." In the mirror, his face was reflected helplessly and unforgiving.

She laughed it off.

The face that was comparable to Korean little fresh meat suddenly lifted up, and his eyes met her in the mirror. Mingsheng still had a smile on his face, and leaned closer to the mirror to see if his eyeliner had blurred.

The man didn't seem to regard this brief intersection as a meeting in the water, and never took his eyes off.

It was clearly written in his eyes that it was too bad all night, and it was easy to see something that was eye-catching.

He casually patted his friend's back, and squinted his eyes as he watched her very meticulously touch up her makeup with great interest: "It's so beautiful, what are you doing so carefully." ”

Mingsheng turned his head when he heard the voice, and looked at him blankly.

She was indeed procrastinating, so she was delayed, but it was treated as a deliberate stay.

But he has a good skin. This squinting action will look frivolous and obscene if you don't pay attention to it, but his eyes are black and bright, and his beautiful contours and refreshing short hair are handsome, no matter how frivolous he is, there is a kind of evil handsomeness.

It feels forgivable.

Mingsheng looked at it presumptuously for a while, hooked the corners of his mouth, and turned back to trace the eyeliner.

It just so happened that the drunk man next to him was almost vomiting, and two men in work clothes came over, nodded at the man, asked "Jiang Shaohao" twice, and then helped to take the drunk person away.

is so young and has such a head and face, Fei Erzu doesn't think about it.

Mingsheng snorted, took his makeup bag and left.

As soon as I walked to the corridor, I met Sun Xiao'e who came to the toilet.

The other party raised his long eyelashes like spider legs and sneered: "Yo, it's been so long to make up for makeup?" ”

She was too lazy to cope: "I met a friend. ”

Sun Xiao'e sneered: "We have a lot of friends with the goddess Ming. ”

Ming Sheng smiled coldly.

She took a set of photos of the Republic of China at the beginning of the year, which unexpectedly became popular on the Internet, and shouted at her "Republic of China Luoshen" on Weibo, and her fans skyrocketed by hundreds of thousands.

"Isn't there just two broken fans, and they really regard themselves as stars."

Sun Xiao'e walked past her proudly, "Look at your hypocrisy." Isn't it just a seller? ”

She pronounces a certain word out of five tones, hurting others and not being afraid of hurting herself.

"Sell face. A strong point than selling below. Mingsheng's phone vibrated and she lowered her head to reply to the text messages, and her delicate side face, even if she was careless, still provided strong evidence for her words.

"You ......" Sun Xiao'e was still biting the words, and Ming Sheng pushed the door into the box.

"Brother Zhao." She laughed easily.

The man wearing the gold chain moved slightly, giving her half a sofa, "Are you willing to come back?" ”

She glanced at his hand, picked up half a bottle of beer, and said, "It's really uncomfortable tonight, I need to go back early." We'll talk about advertisers next time. She raised her neck and drank the wine bottle to the bottom, and raised it forward, "Give Brother Zhao a compensation." ”

The phone shook again, and she shook it to Brother Zhao: "No, the family is urging again." ”

The caller ID was so shaken by her that she couldn't read it clearly, and she only knew that it was a man's name.

"Boyfriend?" Brother Zhao spat out a smoke ring.

Mingsheng didn't say a word, and when he answered the phone, his acting skills went online in a second, and he reported a string of room numbers with a bad face. When her partner Lin Jun came to the rescue, her acting skills were more natural than her, and she was sent out of the box with a cold boyfriend posture.

The hallway was still empty.

Lin Jun was helpless: "In the future, there will be fewer men of unknown origin." I don't have time to put out fires every day. ”

Mingsheng lit a cigarette heartlessly: "It's not that the origin is unknown." I got acquainted with each other, and I made a career as an advertising agency, saying that there was a job for me. Who knows if it's still the same. ”

Lin Jun: "Do you really plan to do this all the time?" ”

"What?"

"You know it yourself." He frowned, "You are famous now, and there is no need to do those jobs before." These people are also cut off and cleaned early. ”

Mingsheng exhaled a puff of smoke: "Then what do I do?" ”

Lin Jun was silent for a while.

A strange atmosphere that is tacitly acknowledged by each other brews between the two.

"Sending you back?" He compromised.

Mingsheng smiled: "How far is my house from your house, Lawyer Lin, won't you go to court tomorrow?" Let's go back first, I have to find a friend. ”

"What other friends?"

It was still the same box, Jiang Huaiyi pushed open the door and looked at the two people at the door.

In fact, she just wanted to walk alone and make up an excuse, but Jiang Huaiyi stood beside her and didn't leave, Lin Jun obviously misunderstood. But he lacked curiosity, glanced at Jiang Huaiyi lightly, and told her: "Then be careful yourself, call me if you have something." ”

"Okay." Mingsheng watched Lin Jun leave.

As soon as he turned his head, JAC Yi was still there.

is still that evil smile, you can see through his flowery intestines at a glance. But he did not shy away from it at all, and conveyed his interest in her very openly to her.

Jiang Huaiyi glanced at the corner of the corridor meaningfully: "It's not a boyfriend, right?" ”

Mingsheng dusted off his cigarette ashes, "Yes and what?" ”

He leaned against the wall for a long time, and said with a smile: "How could my boyfriend leave alone." ”

Mingsheng glanced at him.

She is 1.72 meters and wears a pair of eight-centimeter stiletto heels, and looks like the average man has a kind of condescending arrogance. But the man in front of him was tall, even if he didn't stand up straight, he didn't lose his momentum, and the warm light reflected his purple shirt, which was dazzling.

Such an outstanding color, lined with such a young face, actually complements each other.

Mingsheng symbolically looked around: "What about your friend?" ”

He played word games with her: "What friends." Aren't you just a friend? ”

When he said this, his collarbone moved slightly, his skin was as white as cream, and he was handsome and had two points of youthful spirit.

Jiang Huaiyi met her gaze, did not dodge or dodge, pursed his lips and smiled: "You have watched me twice, from head to toe, do you like to watch it so much?" ”

He caught her gaze like some booty.

Mingsheng smiled openly and extinguished the cigarette butt.

Jiang Huaiyi raised his chin: "Leave a call?" ”

Mingsheng looked at the mobile phone he handed over, paused for two seconds to take it, slid the camera away, took a picture in the warm light, and handed it back: "It's not easy to find me so beautiful every night." Keep a memento. ”

She raised the corners of her mouth and turned to leave.

Like a haughty Cinderella, she left after twelve o'clock, leaving only a broken pumpkin carriage and a crystal slipper.

People came out of the box one after another, and several big boys wore baseball jerseys from a nearby university, followed Jiang Huaiyi's gaze to see the back, and sighed: "Eyes." Turned to ask Jiang Huaiyi, "New one?" ”

Jiang Huaiyi drank two rounds, the alcohol was faintly volatile, his chest and abdomen were hot, and he swallowed a mouthful before retracting his gaze.

On the phone is a slightly overexposed photo. Even if it is such a bad pixel at night, the image taken casually can still see what a standard girl is in the photo - the atmospheric melon seed face, the arc of the outline is too sharp and stiff, and the softer point will be too rounded. It's just right, it's peaceful when you're not smiling, and it's almost breathtaking when you're laughing.

It's really not easy for a girl to be beautiful like this.

He flipped through the album a few times. Comparing goods and throwing them away, all kinds of women before suddenly disappeared.

But he didn't even know her name.