Chapter Ninety-Four: Wine Color

"You men, none of them are good!" Unprepared, Meng Sui'er, who was sitting behind the armored car, said this. After the banquet was dismissed, the arrogant woman pulled her younger brother Meng Lu into Cheng Sen's car. And Hou Qianqian, also at the instigation of Yaomei and He Xiaomei, sat in the carriage head-on. In He Xiaomei's words, "Now is a critical period, sister, you can't back down." This man thinks with his lower body, and if he gets into bed first, you won't have a place to cry. ”

"Don't, sister-in-law, you scold Brother Cheng for not bringing me in. I'm a good man like no other, rich and noble can't yin, poor and cheap can't be moved, this is what I'm talking about! Xu Si turned his head to look at Meng Sui'er, and then looked at Cheng Sen, where he was gagging there. There are two women in this car who have an ambiguous relationship with Cheng Sen, and it is not suitable for him to help either of them. Simply, suffer a little loss yourself, and take this stubble and forget it!

"You're not a good person, don't think I didn't see it. At the wine table, you stare at the thighs of the waiter! Sure enough, Xu Si successfully became a T and attracted Meng Sui'er's hatred. No, they opened fire on him!

"Men, it's inevitable when socializing, and he's not a monk, why are you so serious? Besides, it's a monk, and now he is still happy to let a female benefactor accompany him to chat! Xu Si picked his nostrils and defended himself there.

"Brother Cheng, after drinking so much wine, are you thirsty?" Hou Qianqian took out an orange from his pocket, peeled it there and asked. The orange was made by the little girl on the wine table. She thought that Cheng Sen had drunk with that Wang Gongzi, and he didn't eat two bites of food. It's better to have an orange mat than an empty stomach.

"Just you spoil him, and in the future, he will be hooked by those sassy foxes, and there will be times when you cry! Hum! Meng Sui'er looked at Hou Qianqian, and said this angrily. She used to be the eldest lady, and she naturally didn't have the intimacy of Hou Qianqian's small family jasper in terms of taking care of people. Seeing Cheng Sen take the orange, Xu Si smiled cheaply on the side, where could Meng Sui'er still hold back her anger?

"Sister~" Meng Lu gently tugged at his sister's sleeve beside him. That brother-in-law was originally shouted casually by him in a hurry. But now looking at the situation, does her sister really take a fancy to the uncle in front of her?

How could Meng Sui'er not understand her brother's thoughts? But right now, if she wants to take care of this younger brother, she has to have a relationship with Cheng Sen. "Anyway, everyone outside knows that Xiaolu calls him brother-in-law, as long as I don't admit it or deny it, I can keep this ambiguity." Meng Sui'er began to think in her heart.

"Huh? I said, "Where are they taking us?" Xu Si looked at the dark street outside the car window and asked Cheng Sendao.

"Who knows, just follow along. Nothing more than to arrange for us to relax, hi pi hi pi! Cheng Sen drove closely behind the Beetle leading the way in front and said to Xu Si. For these young masters, even if Cheng Sen has not understood it, he has seen a lot of it from TV books. To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than using wine and wealth to tie people's hearts.

After driving for more than ten minutes, the Beetle stopped in front of a dimly lit clubhouse. Two high-powered diesel generators are buzzing at the gate.

"Master Sen, it's time to get there!" Two people got down from the beetle, came to Cheng Sen's car door, and said to him respectfully.

"What is this place for?" Xu Si jumped out of the car, put a cigarette in his mouth, and asked the two people. Look at the décor, it's similar to a small bar.

"Hehe, you'll know when you go in." The two nodded and flattered Xu Si, for the guests arranged by Wang Mingming, these two did not dare to slack off. Although they don't know Xu Si's name, they can't be wrong to collectively call one master!

Pushing open the door of the store, the thick leather curtain inside was lifted, and a loud noise came to my face. A group of hostesses wearing hip-length cheongsams and two mustaches on their heads, like Chunli, are busily shuttling back and forth. The men and women in the store are surrounding a small stage, and the twin sisters who lead the dance above writhing their bodies, their faces showing a look of intoxication. The air was filled with a pungent smell of perfume and sweat, and of course, a smell similar to milk tea wafted through the murky air. Cheng Sen knew that this was the taste of hemp fruit. Everything here is the same as it was before the end of the world.

"Master Sen, please upstairs!" The two horses led the way in front and led Cheng Sen and them straight to the second floor.

went up to the second floor and pushed open the door of a box, Ma Zai respectfully bent down and stretched out his hand to signal Cheng Sen to enter. After the group entered the box and sat down, the two horses immediately rushed to help find Mommy and arrange for Miss. Cheng Sen, they didn't dare to arrange the young lady, didn't they see that one person sat on the left and right. Those two are said to be the real ladies of this master. You can't let others be empty, can you? If you really want to let the other masters be empty, it would be too ignorant!

"I've been waiting for a long time, it's rare for a few people to come to the party, what do you want to drink?" After a while, a woman in her thirties, dressed in professional clothes, led 10 or so young ladies who were fat and thin, and each had their own merits, pushed the door in. As soon as he entered the door, he naturally greeted everyone.

"Damn, no!" Xu Si touched his chin and muttered there!

"I don't know what makes the guests unhappy?" The professional-dressed woman walked up to Xu Si and sat down, lit a cigarette behind him and asked!

"Nima, don't the old bustards say as soon as they enter the door, hey, you haven't been here for a while! Isn't that how they all talk? You're too elegant, I don't dare to do it! Xu Si smiled evilly and rubbed lightly on the chest of his professional uniform!

"Poof~" After Xu Si finished speaking, Meng Sui'er and He Xiaomei couldn't help laughing on the spot! Not only these two, but even the young ladies who were standing against the wall covered their mouths and chuckled.

"It turns out that the guests like this tune, and the one who comes here to consume is the uncle! You, whatever tune you like, the slave family will give you whatever tune! Master, do you think this will be successful? The professional outfit reached out and grabbed Xu Si's palm and rubbed it on his chest. Then a wink threw it over and smiled at him!

"Pick yourself~" Cheng Sen said to Wu Gun! He's not a defender, and he's not a hypocrisy. The string in my head has been broken for a few months, and when it's time to relax, I have to relax.

"Forget it, this" Wu Gun secretly glanced at Yao Mei, swallowed his saliva and refused with difficulty.

Cheng Sen followed Wu Gun's eyes and understood. Today, the brothers are going to hold back, and they will bring them secretly another day, another day! Cheng Sen secretly decided in his heart.

"Forget it, Miss, just put on a few bottles of wine! Oh, by the way, you two have worked hard, go pick two yourself! Anyway, it was Wang Mingming's money, and Cheng Sen was also happy to be a favor, and waved his hand to the two horses at the door.

"Ouch ~ xiexie senye, xiexie senye!" How can the two horses have the money to come to this kind of high-end kiln to release water on weekdays? Hearing this, his bones immediately became crispy, and he nodded and flattered Cheng Sen again and again.

"We are still us, others are still others." Cheng Sen waited for no outsiders in the room, picked up the wine glass and said to Xu Si and the others without a head!

"Of course~ You want to buy us for a meal, and our buddies' lives are not so worthless. What to do and how to do it you get ideas. It's a pity that the old bustard just now" Xu Si understood the meaning of Cheng Sen's words, but listening to the taste of his words, this kid really thought about the old bustard.