"With me here, what's the matter with the silence? He can only be ranked second forever. Song Qing didn't care, for so many years, Cang Lonely couldn't win against her.

"Gotcha! I like you to be so open-mouthed! There is the demeanor of the Lu family! Lu He raised his glass, Song Qing clinked glasses with him, and then drank it all.

The Lu family.

"Your 'injury' is almost healed, what are you going to do?" Lu He's fox was full of cunning in his eyes.

"Isn't Lu Er going to show up at Ye's drinking party? Haven't you arranged it all for me? Song Qing said lightly, sipping the wine in the cup.

"It's okay if you don't go, I can take care of everything." Lu He was a little worried.

Let's join in the fun, it's okay anyway, you can't always play the computer in the villa, the businessman still has to be closer, so it is more accurate, and I want to meet a few people. Song Qing smiled.

"Red wine is boring, go to the bar?" Song Qing asked.

"Can I say no?"

"I can't."

"Let's go, then." Lu He took out the car key, put it on his index finger and turned it, and followed behind Song Qing, his eyes were full of deep thought.

The Emperor Flame is not like the Blue Seal, it is very noisy. Heavy metal music constantly impacts the eardrums, densely packed, all of them are shaking their heads, red and blue lights keep flashing, in the dark environment, people follow those flashing lights, wanton and rampant resistance.

The people in the bar naturally can't get to know Lu He.

The two of them were very low-key, sitting at the bar, ordering the strongest liquor.

Song Qing is a person who smokes the roughest cigarettes, drinks the strongest wine, and likes the most gentle animal.

Song Qing attached his ear and said something in Lu He's ear, Lu He smiled, and just right, a beam of light hit his face, smiling like a childish child. It just so happened that someone was photographed.

Such a gentle appearance.

What Song Qing said was: "Lu Xiaoliu, there is a killer." ”

Behind those low smiles, there is a bottomless pool.

The person who was ordered to take the picture had already left with the photo, and the person who was ordered to kill was waiting for an opportunity to move, but he didn't know that there was already a yellow finch behind him.

The two of them still looked like they were pouring wine as usual, they were going to die, choking and hurting their stomachs, Lu He frowned a little, Song Qing still looked light, nothing more, it could make her fluctuate.

Song Qing rarely seemed to make other expressions except for laughing. But her laughter is not to confuse others, but to comfort others. Rarely, she can laugh for the sake of laughing, there was once a Hao Yu who made her heart move, and later, even that person touched her moldy head.

"Drink less." Lu He admonished.

"Don't worry, I'm drunk, those shrimps are not my opponents."

Lu He shook his head, that's it.

Song Qing asked for a few glasses of gin, gin, because of the peculiar taste, people who like to drink and dislike are exceptionally distinct, there are almost few people, and they are in the middle of dispensable.

If you like it, you are desperate, and if you don't like it, you don't get drunk.

Her face was flushed when she drank, as if she had fainted a pool of spring water, and it happened that a few scorching peach blossoms had fallen.

Lady of the Queen.

Lu He thought that if there was no second half of the sentence, Song Qing should be a woman who made many people unforgettable.

How to be a thief, how to be a thief!

Song Qing actually has a sentence in his heart, Qing is a beautiful woman, He Nai is a thief.

He Nai is a thief, He Nai is a thief!

However, there was no one to sue.

People, once you are a smoker, you must be an alcoholic.

There is nothing wrong with this statement.

Song Qing had two more cups of stomach, and his stomach began to twitch a little.

"Lu Xiaoliu." Song Qing looked at the place where the lights were most bright, someone was wearing punk-style clothes, dyed bright purple hair, and roared vigorously under the white glowing lamp.

"What did you say?" At the climax of the song, Lu He couldn't hear what Song Qing was saying, and only the sound of electric guitar and jazz drums was in his ears.

Song Qing didn't know if she was spicy by the wine, her eyes were a little red, she opened her mouth, and said with the greatest courage: "I want to sing." ”

But she tried her best, and her voice was not as high as the one she usually spoke, and Lu Xiaoliu beside her still couldn't hear what she was saying.

Genius killer quite a singer. Those little hands that are as white as jade, what they love most is not to harvest human lives, but to play the piano and pluck the strings.

But she was too scared.

At midnight, after the craziest time, people begin to get tired.

Song Qing and Lu He didn't know how much wine they poured, and finally, they pushed open the door of the bar and passed through the hall, as if there was something, acting in the dark.

Lu He stuffed Song Qing into the co-pilot, as if he was already drunk. Lu He disliked her, straightened her up, and fastened her seat belt.

Along the way, Song Qing's hands were pinching the gun under the seat, but there was no movement.

When Lu He arrived at Fenglin Road, Song Qing opened his eyes, his face was still red, but his eyes were already cold.

"Headache." Song Qing shook it.

"Well deserved! What virtues! Lu He sighed, and added a few points of disgust.

"The killer is probably dealt with by someone." Song Qing said, then unbuckled his seat belt, staggered a few steps, returned to his small villa, and turned on the lights all over the house, from the first floor to the second floor, without the slightest shadow.

Song Qing soaked in the bathtub for half an hour, and his head didn't hurt anymore before he got up and wrapped a bath towel. He wore a white dry hair hat on his head, and he was wiping it indiscriminately.

In the bedroom, someone had already plugged in a hair dryer and was waiting for her. On the Nanmu table, there are several bottles of red wine, with the logo of Li's.

Song Qing sneered.

"The Major General is here again?"

Hao Yu didn't speak, just stubbornly, holding a hair dryer.

Song Qing didn't step forward either, just like that, they confronted each other in pairs.

Actually, Song Qing looked at Hao Yu a little ghostly......

In the past, Song Qing had no way to take Hao Yu, and now, Hao Yu had no way to take Song Qing.

"I'll blow your head, you've drunk too much. I made you a decanting soup. ”

"Do you want to sleep with me? You want to sleep with me. Song Qing asked and answered himself, and then ripped off the bath towel.

"Is an hour enough? When you're done, leave. Song Qing's face was expressionless, the red on his face had not faded, and he had just taken a bath, with a hazy style.

If Song Qing was like this before, Hao Yu would have been unable to bear it a long time ago.

He lowered his eyes slightly, put down the hair dryer, and walked towards Song Qing, who did not fluctuate.

He bent down, picked up the bath towel, and wrapped it clumsily around her, but Song Qing still didn't wave.

"If the Major General is not here to do business, then please leave."

"Blow your head first." Hao Yu's legs are not good yet, slightly lame, stubbornly pulling Song Qing, Song Qing did drink too much, she didn't drink very well, she usually drank a degree, tonight, I don't know how to get it, just past this degree.

Hao Yu approached, and Song Qing vaguely smelled some faint smell of blood on him.

Oh, and the killer is what he dealt with.

was pulled by Hao Yu, a little uncomfortable.

The head buzzed, and so did the hair dryer.

Song Qing gave a bathtub soak, but her brain became more and more dizzy. Hao Yu looked at her misty eyes, feeling a little cute in his heart, but more distressed.

He looked at the bowl of decanting soup on the table, and in the end, he hadn't fed Song Qing yet.

At that moment, he thought, let her get drunk for a little longer.

Hao Yu took off his coat, lifted the quilt, put Song Qing on the bed, and then lay down beside her.

The heart is like a drum.

Hao Yu moved a little closer.

Hook your lips.

Moved a little closer.

Hook your lips.

In the end, he couldn't resist the powerful desire, he thought he was a gentleman, and he said that he would not do it, but he still held Song Qing in his arms.

These days, he misses her so much.

Hao Yu looked down and saw her red lips. Hao Yu licked his lips and suppressed it.