27. Dead pervert, what are you doing
Fan Yue did not refuse, and drank all the shots handed over.
Fortunately, Zhao Jiaxi and Jason both knew her urine, and the wine didn't help her block, but turned away all the men who came up for her.
The consequence of indulgence was to get off the back of the 1955 card seat, staggering confidently thinking that he was walking in a straight line.
and Jason supported each other, and then took a little boyfriend to the toilet, Fan Yue came out with empty steps, but I didn't see them coming out of the men's toilet.
1955 was very big, Fan Yue didn't feel the alcohol before she sat down, but as she walked, the alcohol circulated in her body along the blood vessels, she held her forehead a little dizzy, leaning against the wall and planning to wait for Jason to return to her seat together.
After waiting for another two or three minutes, I was afraid that Jason was a dead girl who didn't wait for her, and was about to lift her foot but was suddenly pressed back to the wall by someone came.
The blinding light beam shook at her at this moment, and her vision was blurred.
When the pupils slowly focused again, with the look of surprise, the facial features gradually relaxed, "Ah! β
is still a sleek short black hair, dark trousers wrap a pair of long legs, and a light-colored shirt is tucked into the trousers, faintly reflecting the texture and contour of the upper body.
She tilted her head and her eyes were a little scattered, lazy and enchanting, "Boss Zhou, what a coincidence!" β
Zhou Mo looked down at her, the waist-length hair that was before had now been cut to the shoulders, and the hair color seemed to be darker, no longer the previous linen but pure black.
Unbuckling the clasp on her shoulder, the man pressed his hand against the wall and leaned down.
In the ambiguous and dark aisle, the wall is perfectly interpreted.
Knowing that today is her birthday, she knew it before she saw the light sign held by the sexy girl. Zhou Mo didn't know where the fire in his heart came from, so he said the ugly words.
"Miss Fan, I'm curious about what you do in Shanghai, you have to work overtime in a nightclub?" The tone is very frivolous, and the people are very close. The warm breath spilled down, and the meaning of flirting was strong.
A handsome face was in front of her, and Fan Yue felt an inexplicable sense of oppression in her heart.
The two were honest with each other when they met for the first time, and now it is too late to pretend to be reserved in front of him.
This year on WeChat, the two also kept in touch intermittently, the content of the chat was sparse and ordinary, occasionally flirtatious, but it was not chattering, more like the teasing of ordinary friends.
didn't expect him to look at her like this.
Fan Yue moved, her hands around her chest seemed to be neat, and it was an instinctive defense.
When she came to the nightclub, she wore a lot of makeup tonight, hooking her red lips, "I didn't expect my image to be so bad in Boss Zhou's heart?" β
"I haven't seen you for a year, you're todayβ" Learning his caressing tone, the tail note rising, "Estrus again?" β
There is such a thing as a face, since he doesn't want her, he doesn't have to keep it for him.
Come on, hurt each other.
The man didn't speak, and the other hand slowly slid down the curve of her side from her shoulder, and finally stopped at the hollowed-out waist.
The seemingly nonexistent touch was densely transmitted to the brain through the nerves, and Fan Yue's scalp was a little numb.
"Hey the pervert, what are you doing!" A sharp male voice sounded, and Zhou Mo was pushed away before he could react, and the woman who was originally in front of him was also pulled behind the person to protect him.
Jason protected Fan Yue, pointed at the other party's nose and opened his mouth to scold something, but looking at the face with deep facial features, the close-fitting trousers wrapped a pair of long legs, and although the shirt tied in the pants was a little messy, it was difficult to hide the elite temperament of the other party.
Licking his lips, Jason, who looked like a dog, also saw a lot, and continued to point at his nose and scold, "What are you going to do?" How can a white-looking person do such a thing? β
The man frowned, "What did I do?" β
"Take advantage of other people's little girls to get drunk and take advantage of others! Say! Are you here to pick up corpses? β
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Zhou Mo has not seen this scene for some years.
Being yelled at by someone pointing at his nose, being scolded by being pointed at his nose.
Is it scolding or is he taking advantage of others? That's longer than working overtime on weekends.
Fan Yue hid behind Jason and burst out laughing.
Jason was indignant, "Fan Yue, do you still have time to laugh?" Stupid or not, I've seen a lot of this kind of scum in nightclubs! Don't look at a good skin, maybe it's a beast's heart, a sven scum, and a well-dressed beast! β
Jason said a string of scolding four-character idioms, and Fan Yue looked at Zhou Mo's speechless face, smiling more and more happily.
At the end of the laugh, they all clapped their hands, "Hahahahaha!" β
The man looked at her deeply, said nothing, and turned to leave.
"Smile and smile, and remember it longer." Jason said and poked her in the temple.
Fan Yuexiao's exaggerated tears came out, she reached out to wipe them away, blinked, and suddenly said, "I know him." β
Jason, "! β
Little boyfriend, "! β
Fan Yue continued to drop depth charges calmly, "Oh, it's still on it." β
Jason, "!! β
Little boyfriend, "!! β
She was pleased with their response.
Fan Yue looked at the back that disappeared into the sea of people, and shrugged disapprovingly, "But it's good to scold, that person may indeed be a scumbag." β