(485) There is no man who is strong

Yan Shaocheng hasn't stayed in a vocal arena like a bar for a long time, but it seems that Yan Shaocheng stubbornly wants to get himself drunk today. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A man in a suit and leather shoes appeared in a bar, and drinking alone seemed to attract attention.

Especially the bewitching beauty, a woman in a short pink dress sat on the side, with her usual coquettish smile.

"Handsome guy, do you mind if I sit next to you?" The woman's voice is very good, but the makeup is too strong.

If it were as usual, Yan Shaocheng would have already given him money to let him go, but today he seemed to be interested.

"Of course." His words were surprisingly nice, and he turned to the bartender. "Please give this young lady a glass of pink girl."

A perfect gentleman's appearance, it is almost easy to fall for people.

The ring on Yan Shaocheng's hand was still there, and it was obvious that the woman had a commonplace expression and didn't mind.

Yan Shaocheng drank very much, looking like a glass of wine in one sitting. It seems that he has a lot of heart.

"Handsome guy, don't hold back what you have on your mind, just say it and listen to it." The woman seems to have a cheap idea and knows what it means to be obedient, and she looks like a general acquisition.

"Another person said this, but she didn't want me to say it, she wanted me to vent it." The corners of Yan Shaocheng's mouth rose at this moment, with an evil smile, which had the ability to seduce people's souls.

"Oh? Is that person? Woman? The woman seemed to be a little curious, and the whole tail note was rising, quite seductive.

"My wife." When Yan Shaocheng said this, his tone was even calmer, as if he was just talking about this ordinary thing.

"So the way you are drunk and dreaming is also because of your wife?" The woman is more curious, it seems that it is normal for a man to have a family, and she is no longer surprised.

"If I was drunk because of a woman, who would it be?" Yan Shaocheng seemed to have some meaning of small talk.

"Then your wife is so lucky to have you love her so much." A woman's sycophancy is what men like the most, so she seems to like to grasp men's ideas.

"Love?" Yan Shaocheng picked up the wine glass in his hand, and inside was the gin he had poured again, as if he was studying the color problem under this colored lamp. His handsome side face seems to be even better-looking.

"Then tell me, what is love?" Yan Shaocheng seemed to be a little uncertain, and he actually asked such a thing at this moment.

"How do you want me to prove it?" Women seem to be very good at flirting with men's hearts, as can be seen from her fickle mouth.

Yan Shaocheng laughed when he heard this. "My wife said she didn't know much about love, but she did know what it was."

When Yan Shaocheng said this, he looked at the woman on the side, as if he was a little scrutinizing, so condescending, as if he wanted to see through her soul.

This gaze saw that the woman was at a loss, and only felt that his eyes were too hot.

"Miss, how much is a night?" Yan Shaocheng opened his mouth, but his elegant appearance said the same thing as a ruffian.

That gaze is clearly the soul that looks down on her.

She was at a loss. "Sir, you misunderstood, I'm not the kind of woman you think."

"A thousand? Or five thousand? Yan Shaocheng seemed to be interested in peeking into people's hearts, and he seemed to be overemotional.

"This gentleman, you are insulting me by doing this." The woman seems to be on guard.

Yan Shaocheng's offer is opened according to the standard, and if you open a thousand nights if you are worthless, it will be worth half a month's salary.

It's not that he's stingy, it's just that he's a merchant who likes to price things based on their value.

"It is impossible for a man to learn to be content." The corners of Yan Shaocheng's mouth rose, looking like a treacherous villain.

The woman seems to be thinking.

There was a sentence behind him, and it seemed to be more venomous.

"It's true that the pink dress you have on you is LV, but it has fluff all around, which means that you wear it a lot. The bag in my hand is an imitation. The high heels on the feet obviously didn't fit at all. The perfume smell on your body is pungent, and dry hair is just treated with conditioner. So Miss, it's already good to offer this price, and you have to learn to know each other. ”

This is from the words. In Yan Xiangwei's mouth, he seemed to be even more inferior, and when he said this, he was obviously ill-intentioned.

Yan Shaocheng didn't speak and continued to drink.

Yan Xiangwei seemed to be a little disgusted with such a woman, and took out one thousand five from his wallet and gave it to her. "Take the money and leave, don't be thankless here."

Yan Xiangwei's method of dealing with women is getting more and more powerful.

The self-esteem of the woman on the side didn't know what it was for a long time, and she took the money and glared at Yan Xiangwei.

The woman left, and Yan Xiangwei sat on the seat next to her, her eyes serious. "Brother, what is your situation now, you dare to touch this kind of woman? What's wrong with you now, brother? ”

Yan Shaocheng has always been Yan Xiangwei's respected eldest brother, so he will never see Yan Shaocheng fall.

Yan Shaocheng didn't speak, and continued to drink, as if there was no one around. Yan Xiangwei's words didn't seem to have been heard at all.

"Brother, don't drink it. Where did that once extremely strong brother go? Are you going to be so drunk and not wake up? ”

It's not so much that Yan Xiangwei is trying to dissuade him, it's better to say that he came to demolish the store, if it weren't for the noise of the bar, his voice would almost have been demolished, and those who don't know think he was here to find fault.

"Brother."

Yan Xiangwei seemed to be very persistent, and Yan Shaocheng obviously didn't want to pay attention to it.

In the end, Yan Shaocheng put down the cup and looked at Yan Xiangwei.

"There are no men in this world who are strong." Yan Shaocheng seemed to be venting, he was already very tired, why did he have to make him more tired, he was already in pain, why did he still refuse to let him go.

There are no men in this world who are strong at all, they are all things in disguise, and men's strength is disguised in pain.

I'm not that strong at all, especially in the face of something I don't want to face.

it strong, it's worth a few bucks.

What is Strong? Do you have to be strong all the time because you are a man? Who is it for? For your loved ones?

Being strong is something that outsiders see, but he always uses it to face the people he loves the most. Is this the indestructibility of the mouth?

There are no perfect people in this world at all, and there are no strong people at all, all of them are a kind of mutilated pain. Those are all deceptive things.

Something that wants to cover up the deception.

Is he tired enough to want to be alone and quiet and have such a disguise?