Chapter 303: Mr. An, you don't have a good face
Under the gorgeous neon lights, Mu Ci turned his back to everyone, and the wine in his hand was poured into his stomach one after another. His cheeks were slightly drunk, but the more he drank, the more sober he became, and the scene at home appeared in front of him again.
Mu Ci tightened his wine glass, and he was hell.
"Boss, there's no way for you to drink like this." The bartender looked at Mu Ci worriedly, looked at her cow drinking posture, and her heart trembled, "You are ruining my wine!" ”
Mu porcelain: ......
Mada, who's in charge of this bar? Mu Ci raised his head sadly, the bartender was furious, and vomited blood: "Then, then have another drink!" I really can't do it anymore, and bartending also needs ......"
Bang –
Mu Ci slapped a wad of money in front of the bartender and hooked his hand at him. The bartender swallowed his saliva, leaned towards Mu Ci, looked like he was being persecuted, and whispered, "Boss, be gentle." ”
"Roll the calves!" The corners of Mu Ci's mouth twitched, he covered his head with a slap, pointed to the money on the table, and said, "This money, is it the money to buy your wine?" Don't worry, Lao Tzu is not interested in you. ”
Look at what kind of eyes, it's like she's going to be stronger than him? When did her market get to this point? Even if she wants to go up, it's the kind of ......
Mu Ci was stunned and took a sip of wine.
"Pour the wine." Mu Ci slapped the table and swept towards the reluctant bartender. Frightened, the bartender shook his legs and handed her a glass of wine, but when Mu Ci lifted it, he was stopped by a white hand.
Mu Ci raised his eyes irritably, facing a pair of warm eyes, but he didn't know why it was bad to look at. Obviously looks clean and gentle, but there is a gloomy atmosphere all over his body, and he looks like a short-lived ghost.
The figure is light, and the face is not good.
"Miss Mu, alcohol hurts a lot." An Yue smiled warmly. His eyes looked at Mu Porcelain intently, with a look of review.
Mu Ci glanced at An Yue, "Okay, I don't drink it, you drink it." After the words fell, she pushed the wine in the cup in front of An Yue, and raised her eyebrows at An Yue, "I have a lot of wine here, Mr. An drinks more." ”
An Yue's appearance, she has seen it on TV, is the person who is separated by the screen. is warm and alienated on TV, just a son and son who is raised by the family. But at this moment, when I really arrived in front of me, I didn't have that warmth, but I was ......
Full of yin and full of calculations.
"Miss Mu, is this a thought, want to get me drunk?" An Yue hooked his lips, and the gorgeous neon light hit his face, making him look a little unpredictable. He deliberately hooked his voice, "Then thank you Miss Mu for your kindness." ”
After the words fell, he drank the wine in the cup neatly, and then Mu Ci pushed over a bottle with a smile. An Yue was stunned, and continued to drink the wine in the bottle, which has one and has two, and two has three.
It wasn't until An Yue was drunk that Mu Ci said: "Send people upstairs to the Supreme Guest Room, and don't forget to keep an account for him." ”
Mu Ci turned around and left, and he didn't leave a single one on An Yue, the lamb that came for white was not slaughtered, and the assets were confiscated after being kept? While you have money, you can make a few strokes.
[Host, how do you know that his assets will be confiscated in the future?] OO8 looked puzzled and asked rhetorically at Mu Ci.
Think for yourself. Mu Ci took the wine and went out leisurely.
It was twelve o'clock in the evening, and there were no people on either side of the street, except for a few sparse figures. Mu porcelain, swaying in the night, naturally became food in the eyes of several people, and the ruffians followed Mu porcelain.
Mu Ci glanced at it, retracted his gaze, and walked into the alley casually. Stepping on the trash can, laughing angrily, "I'm here, don't plan to come out to play?" ”