Qiao Weiwei, who had a slightly red face, reached out to touch her slightly hot face, and snapped her fingers: "It was decided so happily."

Just so happens that she needs to find a place to vent...

Zhou Chuyu gracefully picked up the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, saying, "Vivi wants to go, then I'll go..."

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In the disco, the music was deafening and neon lights intertwined.

On the stage where light and darkness alternated, dancers dressed in Biki Ni danced enthusiastically with the music.

In the audience, countless men and women surrounded them, twisting and moving.

In the smoky space, there is a foul/rotten, impetuous atmosphere.

And Ou Xiangbei, Zhou Chuyu and Qiao Weiwei were also among the crowd...

Ou Xiangbei and Qiao Weiwei danced wildly with the music, while Zhou Chuyu, who was beside him, twisted his body slightly awkwardly.

Although Zhou Chuyu has come to socialize many times in this kind of place, she has never done much in dancing. At this moment, she seems so out of place compared to the crazy men and women around her...

"Ah~~~~~" Qiao Weiwei, who was so tall, and Ou Xiangbei hit hard, then turned sideways, and touched each other's shoulders...

"Chu Yu, don't be shy, come..." Ou Xiangbei stretched out his long arm and pulled Zhou Chuyu in front of him, causing her to dance together.

After Ou Xiangbei and Zhou Chuyu got together, several men came over Qiao Weiwei. They surrounded Qiao Weiwei and danced like her.

Qiao Weiwei shook her long hair, glanced at them coldly, and ignored them...

But the men got closer and closer. Qiao Weiwei pushed them away with disgust, pushed the crowd away, walked to the bar, ordered a bottle of pre-mixed bartender, but did not sit down, but leaned against the bar obliquely, and wiped the sweat beads on her forehead panting.

At this moment, she was wearing a red strapless dress, wearing a pair of red hatred sky high under her feet, revealing her two slender legs, and her long hair was spread apart on both sides. She looked charming and casual, and everything looked so perfect, but the gauze at the tiger's mouth in her left hand looked a little eye-catching.

One of the men who had just surrounded Qiao Weiwei came over, with a lewd and evil smile on her face.

The man leaned over Qiao Weiwei, his eyes lingering on her vague breasts and said, "Beauty, do you want to go out and open a room?"

Qiao Weiwei drank the pre-mixed wine in the bottle in one go, and her right hand still gracefully held the empty wine bottle, glanced at the man, curled up the corner of her lips, and said, "...Is there a room?"

"Yes... I'll give you money, how about it? Hum?" The man stepped forward ignorantly, reached out and touched Qiao Weiwei's temples, and said.

"Hmph... Give me money?!" As soon as he finished speaking, a murderous aura flashed quickly in Qiao Weiwei's eyes. The bottle in her hand "sp!" hit the man's head hard, and then shattered...

The fine glass with blood splattered everywhere, refracting wisps of enchanting light in the space intertwined with neon lights.

"Ah...stinky woman! You actually hit me!" The man covered his head, which was about to bleed, and cried unhappily. The veins on his neck were rising. He raised his hand and printed the slap on Qiao Weiwei's face...

At the critical moment, a pair of warm and slender hands grabbed the man's wrist first, and the man screamed in pain, and his expression gradually distorted...

The familiar mint smell came to your nose. Qiao Weiwei turned her head and looked at the cold and angry face, then turned her head, folded her hands before, raised her chin slightly, and glanced at the man...

"Just now, you were going to hit him with this hand, right?" Liang Bo grabbed his wrist and used force again.

The man looked at Liang Bo with a distorted face and pale pale face, and said, "Brother, let me go, I will never dare to do it again... I'm sorry..."

"For me, begging for mercy and apologizing never work..." Liang Bo's eyes tightened, and a sneer was imprinted on his lips. Then his hand increased the force again, and he beat the man's wrist to the side...

Accompanied by the "click" sound of the bone breaking, the man fell to the ground and shouted loudly in pain.

Liang Bo glanced at the man under his feet with a high altitude, and the murderous aura on his body was venting...

"You should be glad that I didn't carry a gun on my body today, get out!" Liang Boyouyou took out a handkerchief from his top pocket, wiped his hands, and gracefully threw the handkerchief aside, and said.

The man looked at Liang Bo's eyes full of murderous intent and felt creepy in an instant. He didn't care much, so he hurriedly stood up and ran out with his broken hand...

At this time, Ou Xiangbei, who was tired of jumping, hugged Zhou Chuyu and panted towards Liangbo. Qiao Weiwei still looked careless. He said loudly as he walked: "Liangbo, why did you arrive so late and hatch eggs at home?"

Feeling that he had stepped on something, Ou Xiangbei looked at the bloody glass under his feet. When he was about to speak, Zhou Chuyu took a step ahead of him and asked, "What's going on? Are you two fighting? Or are you two fighting someone together?"

"It's nothing. I just met a shameless person, so I hit him with a small bottle..." Qiao Weiwei shrugged and leaned against the bar. She said calmly, as if what she did was as ordinary as dressing and eating.

Ou Xiangbei and Zhou Chuyu looked dark... This is also called a small fight?

Liang Bo curled up the corners of his lips and looked at Qiao Weiwei with a smile.

Ou Xiangbei narrowed his eyes and smiled, giving Qiao Weiwei a thumbs up: "Vivi... you are such a hero among girls!"

"Don't be smiling, Ou Xiangbei, when have you started intelligence work?" Qiao Weiwei glanced at Liang Bo, then frowned and said.

Ou Xiangbei's flattery did not work for her.

"Hahaha...you two talk, we continue to dance..." After saying that, Ou Xiangbei pulled Zhou Chuyu to the dance floor...

After the two left, Qiao Weiwei glanced at Liang Bo with her eyes, turned around and walked outside the disco, without saying a word...

Liang Bo followed closely behind...

The fresh air came out of the door, blowing away all the irritability. The music inside the door squeezed out through the crack of the door. Standing at the door, you could still clearly hear the dynamic rhythm of the audience high inside...

Qiao Weiwei turned around, looked at the noble and cold-bo who was following her, and was covered in noble and coldness, and said, "What do you want to do? Isn't what I told you clearly enough?"

He curled up the corner of his lips, stepped forward, stretched his long arms, pulled her into his arms, and said, "I don't want to do anything... I just miss you."
Chapter completed!