There was a scream under the corridor, the boy didn't hear what the other party said, he turned his head to look at the dance floor, replaced by a group of newcomers, it is a music team that has been particularly popular recently, the man led by a man with an indistinguishable face of misfortune, has long hair and a shawl, a proper women's clothing boss, when dancing, any look can hook people.

Zeng Shaoyu sighed, looked at Wen Li and said, "I'll go down and play for a while, do you want to be together?" ”

He shook his head, his eyes fell on the man in the center of the dance hall, and there was no wave: "No, it's too noisy down there." ”

The boy looked sorry and muttered, "You should go to Qingba." ”

Wen Li smiled indifferently, after the person left, he summoned a waiter, and asked as easily as possible, the person was slightly stunned, but he didn't say anything, and led the person to a private room.

On the food street, the four people of Zuo Qing walked in a row, each with a swagger, extraordinary, and all black leather boots glowing with cold light in the light.

Zhou Yiheng, the prodigal son in love, kept smiling on the corner of his mouth, and discharged electricity at the girls around him from time to time, capturing a heart.

He stuck it in his pocket, glanced at Zuo and said lightly: "Your face is not very good-looking, is it because the dish just now is not appetizing, I have collected the opinions of the Qing family, and I can't blame me for this." ”

She didn't answer, her eyes fell on the three words of Changle Gate not far away, and she walked over.

Duan Sichen was dumbfounded: "Zuo Shao, who has always been clean and self-conscious, would actually go to this kind of place?" She was abroad for two years, what happened? ”

Yu Mingxuan chewed gum and followed behind slowly: "Maybe I've been single for too long and need to be released." ”

“…………”

"You're got that little stuff in your head." Zhou Yiheng touched his chin and said, "But this time I'm on your side, let's go up and take a look, maybe it's better to take a closer look." ”

Several people smiled obscenely, with a meaningful expression.

In a KTV-like box, Wen Li sat on a European-style Milanese sofa, looking at the white boy with his head bowed opposite, with a complicated expression.

"How old are you?" He asked.

The man stared at his toes: "Eighteen." ”

"......" He was stunned, thought for a moment and asked, "Just here?" ”

The boy nodded, as if he felt embarrassed, and his face flushed.

Wen leaned back and leaned back on the sofa: "Why are you here?" ”

It took a while for the man to say, "...... I need money. ”

He thought for a moment, and tapped his fingertips on the sand layer: "That means you didn't do it voluntarily. ”

The boy didn't answer.

Wen Li raised: "I don't like reluctance, let's come over with another person." ”

The other party was entangled, and he mustered up the courage to move forward for a while: "I can try." ”

He was silent, but the rhythm of his fingertips tapping on the leather surface became faster and faster, Wen Li looked at him, the young man had red lips and white teeth, a typical young high school student, and the slightly drooping puppy eyes looked innocent, and there was nervousness and anxiety inside.

When he was his age, he was still fighting with others, and he didn't know what would make the other party choose to go down this path.

Wen Li pointed to the red wine on the table: "Take it." ”

The boy complied, respectfully handing him the goblet. He raised his head slightly and took a sip, the cold wine went down his stomach, his mind was a lot clearer, and he said, "I will pay the money correctly, you go down." ”

The other party didn't seem to expect him to say this, and after repeated confirmation, he opened the door and walked out.