Under the dim flickering light, a knowing smile appeared on Ye Zi's face that looked like Jiang Miao, and then he stretched out his hand and gently flicked the edge of the cup in his hand: "It can't be an ex-girlfriend, right?" ”

Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at her, and when he got closer and looked closer, he felt that the smiling leaves on his face were becoming more and more different from Jiang Miao.

"You're alone?" Zhang Heng replied that he was not asked, obviously not wanting to continue the previous topic.

Ye Zi is also an understanding person, Shui Lingling's big eyes turned slightly, and he asked rhetorically, "What about you?" Also a person? ”

On the code, Zhang Heng couldn't help but have a hint of the evil smile that men used when they beat women: "Are you interested in drinking together?" ”

The bartender places the glass in front of the leaves at the right time.

Ye Zi picked up the cup and shook it at Zhang Heng: "Oh, cheers." ”

Zhang Heng smiled, when playing outside, his favorite is Ye Zi's type of woman, who is informed and interesting, and to put it bluntly, she is not hypocritical.

Zhang Heng held the cup and touched the cup with Ye Zi, raised his head and drank all the wine in the cup, thinking that Ye Zi would also take a sip, but he didn't want her to toast with her.

Seeing Zhang Heng's surprised gaze, Ye Zi smiled heartily: "What are you doing with me?" ”

Zhang Heng smiled, beckoned to the bartender, and ordered a few more glasses of wine: "Have a good drink tonight?" ”

Ye Zi shrugged his shoulders and looked very free: "Okay." ”

After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere slowly became active, Zhang Heng was used to socializing in business on weekdays, this little drink had no effect on him at all, he drank wine and listened to music, while turning his head to look at Ye Zi, who was also obviously drinking well.

For women, Zhang Heng has experienced a lot, and he naturally has a rod and scale in his heart, and there is basically nothing wrong with what kind of woman is treated in what way.

Ye Zi, a woman, knew at a glance that she often mingled in places like bars, and it was estimated that she didn't have any serious business at ordinary times. A woman like this who can be sent with money, in the old days. It was the main object of his relationship, but in the present, especially today's mood, he suddenly lost interest. I just want to have someone who knows how to raise and low eyebrows like this by my side, drink together, and don't talk much without annoying.

The empty wine glasses on the bar were stacked one after another, Zhang Heng reached out and knocked on the cup that was close to him casually, and somehow remembered the time when he first met Jiang Miao. Jiang Miao hadn't graduated from university that year, a very simple ordinary female college student, the first time he saw her, Zhang Heng was attracted, Jiang Miao had long hair with a shawl at that time, and he swayed gently in the wind when he walked. Move.

The beauty of the past is still vivid, but this happiness that was once easy to obtain was abandoned by him himself. Even now that I think about it, I still feel a painful feeling of heart twitching.

"Hey! Still not finished recalling? ”

Zhang Heng suddenly came back to his senses, and there was obvious confusion in his eyes: "What did you say?" ”

Ye Zi chuckled twice: "What? What about reminiscing about the good old days? As he spoke, he reached out and touched his face: "What does it matter?" ”

Zhang Heng looked at the leaves in the dim light, only to feel that the face in front of him was slowly merging with the beginning of his memory, he blinked his eyes vigorously, and only felt that the person sitting in front of him seemed to have really become Jiang Miao.

Ye Zi raised the wine glass and stuffed it into his hand: "Come, drink this glass, and soon you will feel comfortable." ”

Zhang Heng shook his head, and there was still a trace of clarity in his mind. He thought that with his own amount of alcohol, it would not be a problem to come back to these wines now, but why did he suddenly seem to be a little drunk today?

He was pondering in the clouds. He felt a cold hand pinching his chin, his mouth was against something, and a soft voice of comfort came from his ear: "Come, have another drink." ”

Drink, drink, drink.

He opened his mouth and drank the wine from the glass, reaching out to pull the glass against his lips. Looking up at the smiling woman sitting in front of him, he frowned, and he muttered a little indistinctly: "Jiang Miao, Jiang Miao......"

In the haze of consciousness, he vaguely felt that someone was asking, "How is it?" Can you still walk on your own? Why don't I find someone to come and help you? ”

He tried to answer but couldn't open his mouth, as if someone had grabbed his arm, and then his body suddenly took off and began to move.

Where is this going?

The arm that was erected hurt a little, but he couldn't stop it, and he didn't know how long he was dragged away, and his body was once again in the air, and then landed in a soft and comfortable place.

When his consciousness became blurred again, there was a clicking sound in his ears, which was quite familiar but when his brain was in a mess, he couldn't remember what the sound represented, and when he tried to think, his eyes went black and he completely lost consciousness.

When Zhang Heng woke up again, he found that the sky had already brightened, and he squinted his eyes to feel the warm and somewhat devastating temperature of the dazzling sunlight shining directly on his face, only to feel that his whole head seemed to have just been directly crushed by the car, and the swelling pain was about to fall apart.

Belch...... With a muffled snort, he frowned, stretched out his hand to block in front of him, through his fingers, slowly adapted to the brightness in front of him, and then turned his head to look around, under him was a comfortable double bed, and turned his head to look at the side of him, empty, without the expected picture of the beauty lying on his side, it seems that he was quite drunk last night. The specifications of the room look a little familiar on the whole, and it is no different from the ordinary double room in the hotel of his company.

The eyes inadvertently swept and landed on his exposed arm outside the covers, uh, bare?

If memory serves, he was wearing a suit shirt last night.

Reaching out and lifting the quilt to take a look, the energetic Xiao Xiaoheng was looking straight at him in the quilt.

At this moment, he suddenly missed the Great Gobi with thousands of grass and mud horses.

For the memory of last night, it seems that only the concerned inquiry of the woman named Ye Zi, who looks like Jiang Miao, racked his brains to recall what happened later, and then reached out and touched the quilt, rubbed his waist, and pressed Xiao Xiaoheng, with the experience he had accumulated over the years, nothing should have happened last night.

His brow knotted, he put the quilt back on, and reached out to rub his face, if I remember correctly, he didn't seem to have the habit of sleeping.

The ringtone of the mobile phone buzzed at this time, he found the sound and touched the mobile phone next to the pillow, pressed the answer and put it next to his ear, and suddenly there was a sharp shout from inside: "Mr. Zhang!" Did you see the news? ”

News? Zhang Yan narrowed his eyes. (To be continued.) )