Chapter 8 Fang is not talented, and he has always been so jade-wooded

The bar street is full of lights and wine, and the paper is drunk.

There are no people on the streets, but the lights are brilliant and exaggerated, supporting a whole area of purple and red. The bizarre scene can always arouse people's primitive desires, to vent and roar frantically.

Bai Zhufeng rarely comes to this kind of place, and to her, this is like another world, a world where some demons and monsters live.

remembered that on the phone just now, there was a strange man's voice inside, saying that Mo Jingshu was drunk and had to call his sister-in-law. The other party has a sister-in-law, she didn't want to go, but the play always has to be performed. In the eyes of outsiders, she should always do her duty as a wife.

9+1 bar, the hot LED screen is tied with those few big characters, arrogant and ostentatious. It is said that this bar was used by Mo Jingshu to practice his hands when he was in college, and a piece of the floor inside passed through his hands.

Now most of this long street is his property, but it is getting bigger and bigger.

Before he even stepped into the bar, two tall figures were printed out of the dim light, becoming clearer and clearer in the miscast light...... The two seemed to be talking to something, his dark eyes seemed to be smiling, and the two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned with an irresistible evil aura. The blazer is in the crook of the arm, and it walks slowly, and the evil charm seduces people.

She was stunned, wasn't she drunk? How can the handsome expression of the wind god be half drunk?

"What are you doing here?" Mo Jingshu saw her and was slightly stunned. At nearly 11 o'clock, she was wearing a gray close-fitting knee-length T-shirt, her long hair was draped casually, her long legs were swaggering, and she had a pair of canvas shoes on her feet. This dress is cool and casual, like an old lady visiting the vegetable market, almost carrying a vegetable basket in her hand.

"Yo, sister-in-law, are you here? You're dressed like this...... It's so beautiful, it's just a hibiscus out of the water, and the goddess of heaven descends to earth. The man next to Mo Jingshu jumped out suddenly, dressed in a light blue tracksuit, showing off his heroic spirit and handsomeness.

Mo Jingshujun's face darkened most of the time...... Hold him by the collar, and you will drag him away.

I didn't want to stretch out a white and tender hand in front of me, "Young Master Fang, I haven't seen you for a long time, and it's still like this." "It turned out to be Fang Ziyan, a friend of the Mo family.

Fang Ziyan slapped off Mo Jingshu and stepped forward to hold it: "Sister-in-law Miao praised, Fang Mou is not talented, he has always been so jade tree in the wind." ”

Mo Jingshu's face was all black......

"Then you talk, I won't bother, goodbye." If she is not drunk, then she can bow back. The other party is Fang Ziyan, it doesn't matter if he doesn't act, he has such a good relationship with Mo Jingshu, he knows some truths. Regret is regret that she didn't hear Fang Ziyan's voice on the phone just now, otherwise she wouldn't have to run and lie down.

I have never looked at Mo Jingshu in a dim place, and I haven't looked at him from beginning to end.

Mo Jingshu walked up and grabbed her arm.

"Hey, what?" She looked sideways to see her slender fingers grasping her wrist.

Fang Ziyan was also stunned, and thought to himself: Ouch, this rhythm is a bit like jealousy...... Shaking the car key in his hand, he smiled sheepishly, "Lao Mo, pay attention to your body......" He took advantage of Lao Mo's toilet time to call Bai Zhufeng, isn't that still for the sake of their little couple?

Tut...... How can a husband and wife be like them? For his Fang Ziyan, if you can pass, you can leave, don't harm other girls, after all, people are beautiful and beautiful, Lao Mo, don't you hurt people.

Mo Jingshu directly ignored Fang Ziyan and forcibly stuffed Bai Zhufeng into the car and into the driver's seat.

Bai Zhufeng knew that there was no doubt about it, and there was only one request: "Mr. Mo, I'm crazy today, I don't want to drift anymore, I'll drive." ”

Mo Jingshu snatched the car keys from her hand, glanced at her obliquely, started the car, and set off.

Because of this glance, Bai Zhufeng suddenly woke up: there seems to be something different in today's Mojingshu......