As night fell, some people shouted at everyone to pick up branches, while others contributed charcoal and other charcoal brought with the car to light the campfire in the middle of the camp.

In addition to Brother Zhao and his gang, there were also three or four waves of travelers, and the football field of the entire camp was the size of almost thirty or forty people. Everyone comes from all over the world, but at this time, they are all one, and they each provide food to share.

Qu Zheng put the grilled chicken wings and meat skewers on an iron plate and handed them to me, and was called away to chat.

The heat of the bonfire came to his face, and the scene in front of him was also reflected by the firelight, only to see Qu Zheng's shadow swaying in the light and shadow, one would light a cigarette and talk and laugh with strangers, one would chat with Brother Zhao and his party over wine, and one would stand in the corner and not know what to ponder.....

I used to think he was the typical dragger, but now he has the slickness of a market merchant, and he can quickly mingle with people if he wants to.

I shook my head and thought of Gu Yin, I have known it since I was a child but have never really understood it, let alone this man who has only known him for a few days.

With alcoholic drinks, I was a little upset, and I felt a kind of nervousness in my heart, and I put a walking hormone, and I didn't want to sleep with him, hehe, maybe I don't have regrets when I think about it again.

I have been stupid for a whole youth, and I remember that the little girls around me said that they could die without regrets when they could be Gu Yin's girlfriend.

And at that time, I was like a tomboy, but I secretly liked it, in front of his little follower, for fear of being discovered by him, but did he really not know?

The evening breeze blew a burst of wine, but when I looked back, I saw Qu Zheng standing behind me with a bottle of wine, and it seemed that he had been standing for a while.

He stumbled for a moment, as if he couldn't stand still, and climbed onto my shoulder.

"How much have you drunk, this body smells of alcohol," I moved my body in disgust to separate myself from him.

But he took my hand, finished the meat skewer in my hand, picked up a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth, and unexpectedly put it on my face.

A lazy and deep voice echoed: "It's the smell of barbecue now, do you want to taste it?" ”

Before I could refuse, he slammed his hand over my head and struck me with a predatory kiss.

Before I could come back to my senses, his lips quietly left again, brushed my cheek up, and whispered in my ear: "Wine, drink less, I'll be busy first, and when I'm tired, you go back to the tent first." ”

In the night, his eyes were a little blurry, I couldn't even tell the difference, because he was drunk or because of something else, there was a bit of ambiguity about the heart and some entanglement, I think maybe I was a little drunk and thought too much.

When I clicked my lips without replying, I found that there was no smell of wine at all, could it be that I drank too much, and he was not ......

I walked out of the women's toilet on the right side of the camp, which was built in the center of the camp, and tents were set up around it, with sporadic middles and concentrated on both sides.

Everyone else was still chatting and playing cards and stuff, and the light was not enough, and I couldn't tell where the tent was.

I thought about going around in a circle, and I thought it was time to exercise after dinner.

As I walked along the tent at the edge of the camp, I counted the trees, not paying attention to the branches under my feet, I tripped over a bit, but fortunately there was a tree trunk next to me to help me make a transition, and I fell on the soft sand.

It's very comfortable to lie down like this, and suddenly I don't want to get up, looking at the moonlight that is obscured by the clouds, it feels like I have traveled through, and I have forgotten the time and forgotten where my son is.

Just as I was thinking so, I heard someone talking, and instinctively I rolled my leg and rolled into the gap between the tent and the woods next to me.

"Sister Vena, the trunk of Batu's business car has the goods that Brother Zhao is going to take back." It was Xiao Zhu who spoke.

Vena is the love of Brother Zhao they mentioned, the proprietress of the singer, it is said that her father is Mongolian and her mother is Han.

They came in from the side road leading to the outside of the camp, and in a trance I remembered that when Qu Zheng was drinking with Brother Zhao just now, Vena was not there.

", why didn't you say it just now, I'll call my brother later, it's inconvenient for him to come over, just spend the night at our parents in the Black City, and return to Zeke directly tomorrow......" Vina replied in a low voice.

And my heart is in my throat, the strong man is her brother?

"Chagan should be satisfied with Mei Mei's sassy hooves, right?" Xiao Zhu rarely speaks, it is said that he is of mixed Chinese and Russian descent, which is not very noticeable, but when he talks to Vina, he becomes more and more frivolous.

"Stinky boy, I'm just happy with you....." The two of them twisted, and quickly got into a tent hidden in the corner not far from me, turning the clouds and rain.

Vaguely, I heard Xiao Zhu also say: "Sister Na, can't you forget Chari, they said that I look a little like him....."

Hearing this, I was completely blinded!

It seems that Brother Zhao and Vena are just superficial lovers, and who are Chagan and Chari?