Finally at the door of a bar called Blues on the east side of Ronghua Road, Cheng Muhe met Song Chuyi, whom he had been thinking about day and night.

He gasped and walked to Song Chuyi's side step by step.

The voice was affectionate: "Song Chuyi, I finally found you." ”

It is estimated that there was a cold wind blowing outside the bar, and the drunkenness weakened a little, her misty eyes narrowed slightly, and she grinned at the person in front of her: "You are not An An, who are you." ”

In a trance, she could only see a rough outline, but she could also tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Originally, she should have looked guarded, but the person in front of her made her not feel the breath of strangers at all, but showed a little kindness, and she could vaguely smell the faint mint fragrance on her body, which was exactly the same as the smell of the person buried in the depths of her memory.

"Hey, handsome guy, you want to talk to me too, I'm sorry girl, I have a heart, I'm sorry."

Cheng Muhe looked at Song Chuyi, who looked drunk, and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, he wanted to step forward and hold the person in his arms fiercely, and take good care of him.

But Song Chuyi didn't give him this opportunity.

When his arm just stretched out, Song Chuyi quickly grabbed one of his arms, and then twisted it hard: "Bastard, rascal, you actually dare to beat this girl's idea, I want you to look good......"

Cheng Muhe was in pain, he didn't expect that in the past few years since he left, Song Chuyi's martial arts value would improve so much.

"The first year of junior high school, it's me, take a good look, I'm Makuhe."

Hearing the name Cheng Muhe again, Song Chuyi's brain was in a trance for a moment.

She raised her head, her mouth slightly open with wine, and her eyelids seemed to be pulled by the valve of the gate, and a slit was opened a little far-fetched.

She squinted at the person in front of her, and the outline gradually became clear.

The man in front of him, wearing a white shirt, was wearing a high-quality black suit on the outside, and he was wearing it a little messily on his body at this time, he was nearly about 1.9 meters tall, which made Song Chuyi, a petite girl who was only 1.7 meters tall in high heels, look a little difficult.

She half-narrowed her eyes, slid from her clothes to his angular face, his facial features were deep, his lines were hard and resolute, his thin lips were straight, his eyebrows were sharp, and he was not easy to offend at first glance.

When Song Chuyi's confused gaze and Cheng Muhe's gaze touched, Song Chuyi's heart suddenly jumped, and most of the wine was sober in an instant.

Cheng Muhe's eyelashes drooped slightly, facing her.

Song Chuyi drank wine, his beautiful eyes flowed, and there seemed to be thousands of stars in his eyes.

Subconsciously avoided his eyes, and hooked his lips mockingly: "Why are you here?" ”

After all, she still couldn't call Cheng Muhe's name, and she didn't know if she was torturing herself or Cheng Muhe.

"First year, look me in the eye. Tell me, who am I? ”

Cheng Muhe grabbed Song Chuyi's wrist, forced her to look at herself, and thoughtfully took off her coat and draped it on Song Chuyi's body.

"Cheng Muhe, you let go of me."

Hearing his name from Song Chuyi's mouth again, Cheng Muhe had the illusion of being in a different world, and he was overjoyed.

Reaching out his hand, he provoked her to lower her head and didn't want to look at her, and when he saw that she was not struggling, he couldn't help but be even more happy.

And Song Chuyi, who lowered his head, didn't mention how complicated his mood was at this time.

She silently scolded herself in her heart, and told herself that this man was a bastard and was going to beat him.

But when the familiar smell swept over her heart again, everything changed.

She was afraid that this was a dream, so she silently counted in her heart, and after counting from one to ten, Cheng Muhe hadn't left yet.

Her head began to dizzy, but there was a voice in her heart shouting frantically, with the grievances of Cheng Muhe's disappearance in the past few years, unwilling, filling every cell in her body.

Pounce on him, kiss him, sleep on him......

Thinking so in her heart, Song Chuyi did this, between the lightning and flint, Song Chuyi raised her head suddenly, and when Cheng Muhe was frightened, she stood on tiptoe, wrapped her hands around his neck, and kissed him strongly.

The taste of wine in her mouth was mixed with the smell of tobacco in Cheng Muhe's mouth, like a stronger and mellower wine.

In this quiet and peaceful night, the hearts of two people were messed.

Song Chuyi was woken up by the sound of water coming from the bathroom, she slept very lightly, and the slightest sound could wake her up when she slept.

That's why I choose to rent a house outside and don't want to live with my parents.

Opening her sleepy eyes, Song Chuyi habitually went to take the mobile phone that was charged on the bedside table, but she didn't touch it, so she turned sideways to find the phone.

Only then did I find out that she was sleeping in a strange room, which seemed to be a hotel.

The sound of water flowing came from behind a glass not far away, and Song Chu's whole person was awake in an instant.

She sat up from the bed and began to recall the clip after getting drunk last night, she seemed to see Cheng Muhe......

As far as the eye could see, the carpet of the hotel room was littered with men's and women's clothes.

Song Chuyi grabbed his hair in annoyance, secretly scolded himself for being stupid, and then quickly got out of bed.

As a result, her feet had just landed, her legs suddenly weakened, and she almost fell, she was an adult, so she naturally knew what happened last night.

Thinking of what happened last night, Song Chuyi's brows frowned even deeper.

She walked around the quilt in her hotel room, walked to the back of the bed, and found her underwear on the sofa, along with a man's suit and shirt.

Her dress should have been violently torn by someone, and it was rotten and she couldn't wear it.

Fortunately, she is used to wearing a black leggings under her dress to prevent it from going out.

There was no way to wear a dress, so Song Chu had to put on his underwear first, and then pick up the man's white shirt and quickly put it on his body.

Maybe it's because her figure is too petite, Cheng Muhe's shirt is like wearing a dress on her, and the length just covers her thighs.

Simply packed himself up, Song Chuyi planned to abscond in fear of crime.

She rummaged through the room, but couldn't find her phone, not even her bag, where she had left it last night.

It can be said that she is now penniless.

Just when Song Chuyi was struggling with how to get out of here, the sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped abruptly.

Even Song Chuyi's breathing was instantly still, and she was like a frightened deer, staring at the frosted glass of the bathroom with her eyes, and she could vaguely see the figure inside.

Fortunately, the people inside did not come out, Song Chu breathed a sigh of relief consciously, and his eyes fell on the man's black suit.

She tiptoed to the couch again, bent down to pick up the black suit and trousers on the floor, and finally found a purse in the pocket of the trousers.

The wallet in black leather is still the latest commemorative model in Italy, but this wallet looks a little familiar.

Song Chuyi carefully opened the wallet, which contained a stack of red hundred-yuan bills, and she pulled out a few of them.

Just as he was about to close his wallet, he suddenly saw a photo in the mezzanine.

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