Chapter 922: Gaze (2 chapters)

"Hah-"

Jiang Churou yawned, and her pretty face was covered with thick tiredness.

He turned his head to look at Wu Di beside him, pursed his cherry lips and complained: "It's not fun at all, it's trapped Miss Ben!"

"Then go back to sleep, I'll help you open a room at my friend's place." Wu Di responded understandingly.

After the two of them left the hotel after eating at noon, they have been shuttling through the streets and alleys of the capital's great historical significance, feeling the ancient culture thousands of years ago from the walls and streets.

They parked their cars in the open parking lot in the distance, and walked slowly on their feet.

After an afternoon of shopping, Jiang Churou was already very tired.

"I don't want to go to sleep. ”

Jiang Churou shook her head stubbornly and said, "Why don't you ...... Why don't we keep drinking?"

"Still drinking?" Wu Di asked in surprise as he looked at Jiang Churou.

"Yes. ”

Jiang Churou nodded solemnly, "What else can you do if you don't drink?" I can't sleep and I can't sleep, and there's nothing fun to play." ”

"You've won!"

Wu Di gave Jiang Churou a thumbs up, "I don't drink much all day long, and if you continue to drink like this, I dare to guarantee that it won't take you three or five years to completely become a drunkard who doesn't drink or enjoy." And he was slowly paralyzed by alcohol, losing all self-motivation and pursuit. ”

"Your sister—"

Jiang Churou glared at Wu Di with disdain, and the two bright tiger teeth flaunted their might at Wu Di, "You are only drunk all day long, and you have lost your self-motivation and ideals!"

Wu Di: "......"

He looked at Jiang Churou aggrievedly, "You said that we just drank a lot at noon, and we ate a lot of snacks along the way just now, and we went to drink and didn't be an alcoholic, what can it be?

"Ahh

Jiang Churou's small universe erupted, and he pounced on his nails and pinched Wu Di's sturdy chest, and roared angrily: "You dare to scold me for being sick, I will strangle you...... Strangle you turtle bastard!"

"It's easy to gain weight when you drink!"

Jiang Churou's Nine Yin White Bone Claw was like a tickle for Wu Di, and while he was evading it lightly, he also came out coldly.

"Ahh

When Jiang Churou heard Wu Di say this, she immediately became even more annoyed, "Bastard, you dare to say that I am fat, I will strangle you!"

"Hahaha-"

Wu Di laughed proudly, and just chased me with Jiang Churou as much as he could.

Passers-by looked at them with all kinds of strange eyes.

It seems that at this moment, they have returned to the kind of youth when they didn't care about anything, didn't care, and didn't know.

Soon, the two of them ran to the treasure donkey 310.

At the same time, Jiang Churou was also tired, panting and glaring at Wu Di.

"Let's drink!"

As soon as Jiang Churou got in the car, she coldly ordered Wu Di, "Take me to the bar where you have the most beautiful women, the most beautiful boys, and the top bartenders in the capital, and my sister will continue to buy drunk!"

"Do you really want to drink?" Wu Di asked, turning his head in confusion.

"Nonsense—"

Jiang Churou glared at Wu Di unhappily and said: "I said that I was in a bad mood, what can I do if I don't drink?" Besides, the old lady is not in a good mood, as soon as she closes her eyes, she can think of forced marriage, it's better to get drunk, you don't have to think about anything!"

"Okay, then I'll be with you for one night, if you pull me to drink with you from noon the next day, then you'll really be an alcoholic!"

Wu Di knew that Jiang Churou had been in a bad mood recently, and he didn't bother to force anything, so he nodded and agreed.

"Oh, even if Miss Ben is an alcoholic, she is a lovely drunkard. Jiang Churou stuck out her tongue at Wu Di, grimacing.

......

The splendid bar is also a first-line famous bar in Beijing, which is deeply loved by elites above the white-collar class, and is also a vibrant bar.

Most of the customers in the bar are post-80s and 90s.

"Whew-"

Energetic music surrounded the ears, and everyone swayed to the rhythm, relaxing the fatigue of the whole day and partying to their heart's content.

After a few drinks, many people rushed to the dance floor in the middle of the venue and danced to the music.

"Let's go, let's go dance too!"

After Jiang Churou drank four or five glasses of wine, she took Wu Di's hand and motioned to dance on the dance floor.

"I can't dance!" Wu Di responded.

"Hmph, can't you learn if you can't jump?"

Jiang Churou rolled her eyes and continued to pull Wu Di towards the dance floor, "Anyway, dancing to the music, don't you see that more than 80% of the people in the center of the dance floor can't dance?

"Okay, you won!" Wu Di gave Jiang Churou a thumbs up, but he didn't expect her eyes to be quite sharp.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Churou pulled Wu Di and walked towards the center of the dance floor.

As soon as she entered the dance floor, she began to be in crazy mode, screaming and screaming to her heart's content.

The music is loud, but not too harsh.

The noise and shouts of people were suddenly drowned out in the sound of energetic music.

"Whew-"

Jiang Churou looked very happy, jumping and cheering, soaring in the sky like a bird that had broken free from its cage.

She held out a finger to the sky and began to twist and dance a few times.

"Huh-"

Wu Di saw Jiang Chu's soft excitement, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth and smile lightly with relief.

He knew that this was the real Jiang Churou, once he was forced to marry Zhao Tianle by Jiang Zhengyi, an old horseman, he was afraid that he would be a bird in captivity, and he would never be happy again!

"What are you doing in a daze? Jump for me!"

Jiang Churou jumped for a while, and when she saw that Wu Di was looking at herself with appreciative eyes, she glared at him dissatisfiedly and urged.

Wu Di originally wanted to refuse to use excuses such as not being able to dance, but Jiang Churou had already rushed over and grabbed him, "If a boy can't dance, how can he go to his sister?

"Okay!"

Wu Di shouted in a low voice, and danced a few times with Jiang Churou's body.

But he always felt weird, as if he was staring at himself with ten thousand pairs of eyes, and his hair felt like he was about to fall when he moved, not to mention how uncomfortable it was!

"Close your eyes, just dance to the beat of the music, and let your body instinctively call the shots!"

Jiang Churou seemed to see the strangeness of Wu Di, and hurriedly reminded him.

Wu Di nodded and began to dance.

His body began to stiffen a little, but slowly moved with the rhythm for a while, and the tense nerves slowly relaxed.

Wu Di danced better and better, and finally completely integrated into the music, killing a large number of boys on the dance floor in seconds.

At this moment, Wu Di was carefree, and all he wanted in his mind was to dance and relax himself.

He didn't know that he was dancing so selflessly, but Jiang Churou stopped, staring at him with straight eyes.

(End of chapter)