Chapter 383 I'm a little hot (Thank you for the happy birthday of the alliance leader Lin Yun'er plus more 5.)

Wang Luo frowned slightly, followed the noise of the crowd, and saw Huang Meiying, who was dressed in red like a flaming rose, standing up, holding a large glass of wine in her hand, and a heroic smile seemed to be about to drink it.

"Well, no." Wang Luo frowned and got up to stop him.

"This wine doesn't have any degrees, don't worry." Chi Le stopped Wang Luo with a smile, "Our party is mainly based on the atmosphere, and the drunk kind is a bit low." ”

Wang Luo nodded, pursed his lips and watched Huang Meiying drink up the big glass of wine little by little, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't have time to retract his gaze, and he happened to be bumped into by Huang Meiying, and the two of them were stunned at the same time.

"Let's go dance." Huang Meiying put down the wine glass, licked her red lips and shouted, and trotted over to pull Wang Luo up after speaking.

"Why are you going?" Wang Luo was pulled up and asked suspiciously behind Huang Meiying.

"Dance." The music outside was very noisy, and Huang Meiying had to speak loudly for Wang Luo to be able to hear it.

Wang Luo looked at the crowded crowd downstairs, frowned a little worried, pulled Huang Meiying over and said in her ear, "It's not good, there are too many people down there." ”

"Don't worry, you shouldn't know me much here." Huang Meiying seemed to be a little drunk, there was a hint of confusion in her big sparkling eyes, and she pulled Wang Luo to downstairs with both hands.

When she arrived at the crowded basement floor, Wang Luo reached out and hugged Huang Meiying in his arms, and used her body and arms to protect her from the crowd to the center of the dance floor, followed by Huang Meiying's blonde and blue-eyed friends.

Wang Luo can't dance, so he acts as a steel pipe, Huang Meiying is a professional idol, any dance is basically easy, dancing with the sound of energetic music, soft and charming with a hint of handsomeness around Wang Luo, like a bright red elf, quickly became the focus of the entire dance floor.

The crowd automatically gave up a vacuum for Huang Meiying and Wang Luo, and let out coaxing and praise.

Wang Luo covered his face with one hand, a little embarrassed, after all, it was really embarrassing to be watched by so many people, and the other hand was like a prop, which was held by Huang Meiying in his hand to cooperate with her to complete various actions.

It seems that the sense of stage has been activated, Huang Meiying is more and more excited to dance, and in the end, the large scale has made Wang Luo unbearable, after all, Huang Meiying's body is really soft, and it is surprisingly soft to touch through her clothes.

The crowd's coaxing was deafening, stimulating Wang Luo's nerves, and he suddenly felt as if his thinking was slowly becoming sluggish.

When he came back to his senses, his hand was tightly holding Huang Meiying's back and sticking it to him, and there was a soft and tempting little tongue in his mouth, which was provoking Wang Luo's gradual recovery of reason.

"It's a stage effect." After kissing for a while, Huang Meiying finally left Wang Luo's lips as if she was satisfied, blinked her glass-colored eyes under the spotlight, and looked at Wang Luo with some apologies.

Wang Luo licked his lips, looked at the group of onlookers who didn't know the truth, hooked the corners of his mouth and bent down to pick up Huang Meiying, and walked upstairs.

The crowd cheered and whistled again to make way for Wang Luo and Huang Meiying, and the DJ also cooperated with the bloody wedding march, and I don't know what way it was.

Returning to the box again, Wang Luo wanted to put Huang Meiying on the sofa, but found that Huang Meiying was tightly closed in her arms, breathing evenly and seemed to be asleep.

"Her body has been anorexic for a long time, which has affected normal nutrient absorption, and has recently improved, so her digestion and metabolism are somewhat disordered." Chi Le also walked in and explained with a smile, "It's normal to have a short period of lethargy after just ingesting a lot of alcohol and dancing down there for so long. ”

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" Wang Luo frowned, his lips rested on Huang Meiying's forehead, which was already wet with sweat, feeling her body temperature.

Chi Le's eyes shrank slightly, and he smiled, "It's only temporary, and it will be relieved in about half an hour." ”

Wang Luo frowned slightly, "I'll take her back first, she may need to rest." ”

Chi Le nodded, took out a bottle of red wine from the cabinet, sent Wang Luo out of the club, and handed the wine to Wang Luo when he got into the car, "She may be excited for a long time after waking up, drinking some wine will help you sleep." ”

"Thank you." Wang Luo took the wine and said with a smile.

"I'm her best friend." Chi Le shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

Wang Luo was slightly stunned, and touched his nose a little embarrassed, he seemed to have overstepped his bounds.

"Be careful on the road and take good care of her." Chi Le smiled and stepped back, helped Wang Luo close the car door, and after watching Wang Luo's car leave for a long time, he rubbed his sore temples and took out his mobile phone, leaned on the sports car next to him, looked at the photos on the mobile phone screen, and frowned.

took out a cigarette and lit it, Chi Le took a deep breath and spit out the smoke ring, sent out this photo of Wang Luo and Zheng Huang Meiying kissing in the middle of the dance floor, and then snuffed out the cigarette butt with a smile.

Chi Le was not wrong, Huang Meiying was indeed in a short coma, ten minutes after Wang Luo's car drove away, Huang Meiying let out a soft moan that made people numb, slowly opened her eyes, blinked her eyes, and looked at the side face of Wang Luo's car blankly, "Where am I?" ”

"In the car." Wang Luo turned his head to look at Huang Meiying's flushed cheeks, reached over and touched it, it was a little hot.

"It's so comfortable." The hot cheeks were touched by Wang Luo's slightly icy fingers, Huang Meiying couldn't help but let out a soft snort, two small hands grabbed Wang Luo's fingers and stuck them on her cheeks, rubbing them gently, Wang Luo's rough fingers rubbed against her tender skin with a strange tingling feeling.

Wang Luo swallowed his saliva and said embarrassedly, "I have to drive." ”

"Oh." Huang Meiying opened her eyes, let go of Wang Luo's hand, yawned and asked, "Where is this going?" ”

"My home." Wang Luo chuckled.

"Oh." Huang Meiying blinked, her cheeks became more and more flushed, she lowered her head and fiddled with the hem of her skirt, and replied sullenly.

"Is there anything uncomfortable about you, Chi Le said that you may have a little strange reaction." Wang Luo coughed and asked with concern.

"I'm a little hot." Huang Meiying whispered shyly.

"You can't open the window, or you'll catch a cold." Wang Luo frowned slightly, didn't know where to take out a small fan, and handed it to Huang Meiying, "You can make do with it first." ”

"What is this?" Huang Meiying opened the folding fan, looked at the lifelike picture of the acacia painted on it, let out a piercing scream, and threw away the folding fan.

Wang Luo was taken aback, and glanced at the folding fan that was thrown on the car window, and his old face turned red.

Huang Meiying shrunk on the body, her exposed skin was dyed with a layer of attractive peach, she covered her hot cheeks, blinked her big watery eyes, looked at Wang Luo in annoyance, and said, "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!" (To be continued.) )