Chapter 180 Idol drama lines are visual sense

Night, private room at Mengluo Bar.

Zhou Xiaoxing was hugged by Mengluo Octopus. He couldn't pull her away. This was not Versailles. He really pulled her with all his strength, but he just couldn't break it apart. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move his mouth now, he really wanted to scold her.

A few sentences.

Does this woman need to chew on her like this? Isn’t it just that she can’t bear it after not seeing each other for a few days?

There was a story, but Zhou Xiaoxing couldn't hold back. As soon as he entered the bar, before he could say hello to Wen Li, he was snatched away by a slender hand, and then...

Then an hour passed and it wasn’t over yet.

With great difficulty, Mengluo relaxed.

"Dream..."

She put her finger on Zhou Xiaoxing's mouth, looking greedily at the latter's Adam's apple, and pressed it against him when he didn't react.

Okay, his mouth can finally belong to him for a short time.

"Meng Luo, it's only been a few days..."

"How many days, a total of two months, seventeen hours and fifty-eight minutes, no, it's eighteen hours now." Meng Luo looked at the alarm clock on the table, and when the second hand pointed to the twelve digits, she patted it hard.

Zhou Xiaoxing's chest, get out of bed and put on clothes.

Did it take so long? Zhou Xiaoxing is very good at mathematics. He only failed to solve the third question of the last big question in the exam, and he couldn’t lose points for the rest.

Zhou Xiaoxing picked up his clothes and put them on. Thinking of Meng Luo's eagerness to take off his clothes, he felt that he should wear more clothes next time he came over.

Boys should know how to protect themselves when they are outside. He just comes to the bar to drink some wine and look at beautiful women. If he doesn't pay attention... ugh.

He never wastes time thinking about what happened.

"Speak, why don't you speak?"

Aren't you counting the days? Why are you urging me? Besides, your last sentence is not a question. What's your answer?

Zhou Xiaoxing glanced at Meng Luo's twisting body, with Meng Luo's extremely thin waist exposed from time to time at the corners of her clothes, and understood.

"It's not that the company is busy and I don't have time to come over. No, I just finished the case of the Asian Counterfeit Banknote Group and I rushed over here without even having time to change my clothes."

After Zhou Xiaoxing finished speaking, he pursed his lips. His ability to tell lies was so proficient that if he hadn't been in person, he would have believed it himself.

"I just said, why do my clothes smell like sweat?"

The smell of sweat is good, just not the smell of perfume.

"Mengluo, that's not the smell of sweat, it's the traffic jam on the way here and it's hot." The original line was "That's not the smell of sweat, it's the smell of manhood." In this case, Zhou Xiaoxing really couldn't say it. Half of the words were

Brake in time.

A line from a boring idol drama that I watched in my previous life suddenly came to mind: "What you lost was just a pair of legs, but what she lost was her entire love."

Ah this...

You don’t treat your audience as human beings.

Therefore, he told the truth and never lied to Meng Luo.

The advantage of this is that Meng Luo calmed down and asked him out for a drink without asking any more questions. Wen Li had recently learned a lot of new ways to mix drinks, so it was a good time to try them out.

"You drink first, I'll get busy."

The Mengluo Bar is not big, and there are not enough manpower. Sometimes when the waiter is too busy, she will personally serve as the boss lady, and the guests' experience will be very different. The specific manifestation is that the tips will be much higher.

Are you really looking for this service? Bah, you are greedy for the body of the landlady.

Zhou Xiaoxing held the wine glass and looked at Meng Luo. Everywhere she went, there were all salty and wet people, the kind who couldn't even take their eyes off her.

I feel wronged to her. I told her several times to close the bar and take care of her, but she just didn’t listen.

The wine has distinct layers from mouth to stomach, which is very similar to Zhou Xiaoxing's current mood, which is sweet and bitter.

"Wenli, you are making progress. This wine understands the customers very well. What is its name?"

"Not up yet?" Wen Li smiled naturally when she heard this comment. This wine is an improved version of Bloody Mary. There is nothing to name it. Zhou Xiaoxing must rarely come here, so she feels it is different.

You can taste it after a few more sips.

"No, I've drunk this wine before, it seems..." Zhou Xiaoxing held her forehead as she thought. She drank too much tea recently and her tongue is not working well.

"Bloody..." Wen Li put down the wine shaker and gave a kind reminder of two words.

"Bloody Mary, why do you think it looks so familiar? It's all my fault. I can't bear to drink anymore."

"It's better if you don't drink. There will be no worries."

This is wrong. There is no inevitable causal relationship between drinking and whether you have troubles or not. They are all just for the free time of those men of letters. When they have more time, their thoughts become more complicated.

"What do you do with Zhang Lang?"

"How good."

Then you still say such incomprehensible things.

"What I mean is the boss lady's bar. There have been a lot of people making trouble recently. I don't say it's trouble, but there are always men waiting for their girlfriends here..."

Say that person and that person will come.

Wen Li pointed in the direction of two o'clock. Zhou Xiaoxing put down his glass, looked past several tables of guests. If it weren't for the mottled light and shadow deliberately created by the bar, Zhou Xiaoxing would have thought that the person who came in was Sir Yuan. When he thought about it, the latter was Chen Silin.

No matter what, he will never be the person Wen Li talks about.

I rubbed my eyes and took another look. I just looked a little like Yuan Sir, but nothing else. His swaying walking posture made him look like a young and Dangerous boy.

If you want to cause trouble, you don't even look at the other side of the place. If he's not around usually, it's a rare visit today, so you can't ignore it.

Zhou Xiaoxing looked around the bar and saw Meng Luo at the table near the private room. She was playing guessing games with others and would not be able to get away in a short time.

"Wen Li, don't pull me, I will deal with this person."

Wen Li looked at the corner of Zhou Xiaoxing's clothes that was caught in the chair and couldn't bear it. She helped him pull it out and continued what she had not said before.

"This man has been to the bar several times. Every day he comes to ask Mr. Cao from Channel 18 whether he is okay when he is alone. When there is a woman around him, the man rushes over and always starts with the first sentence.

The words are..."

Wen Li paused, pinched her nose and said imitatingly: "Ahong, are you coming with me?"

After returning to his normal voice, he continued: "That girl naturally refused to leave. I think this person is quite infatuated. Mr. Cao is a loser. I asked Zhang Lang to check. Mr. Cao took advantage of his wealth.

Specialized in stealing someone’s girlfriend."

Not to mention that the version Wen Li said was unreliable, just looking at the posture of the person who walked in, Channel 18 would definitely have a big fight today.

"Give me a bottle of wine." Zhou Xiaoxing accepted the wine handed over by Wen Li, buttoned up his suit, and walked towards Taiwan No. 18 with his head held high.

"Mr. Cao, I am the manager of the bar. I think you will like this drink."

Zhou Xiaoxing arrived at the 18th stage early and saw a beautiful girl next to Mr. Cao, wearing black silk stockings and a leather jacket draped over her shoulders. She was staring at the direction of the person coming from the door and did not notice Zhou Xiaoxing's arrival.

"No, take it away. It has been sold several times. I think my money was blown by the wind."

It is said that money is the touchstone, and it is true. Zhou Xiaoxing sighed inwardly, with a very low posture, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'll leave first."

Waiting to be scolded, he will never help, without giving money, how can Dafeng help?

Zhou Xiaoxing stepped back several steps, handed the wine to a waiter, sat in a booth, and waited to watch the show.

When the woman next to Mr. Cao saw the man coming, she raised her head high and sat up straight. She lit the cigarette in her hand for a long time without taking a puff. Because she didn't move her hand for a long time, the ash did not fall off at all and was burned to half of the cigarette.

.

It looks quite expensive.

"Ahong, come back with me."

"Hey, you're welcome, don't go too far." Mr. Cao was very angry, but he didn't say any bad words or bad reviews. This anger was not enough. Zhou Xiaoxing finally saw it clearly. Mr. Cao didn't love the woman next to him at all, he was just greedy for her.

Body.

"I'll ask again if you want to go back with me."

"Not going."

"Hello..."

I am the one who opened this table and am not even qualified to speak. Mr. Cao continued to be angry and his face turned a little red.

Don't ask Zhou Xiaoxing how he knew this. He had been waiting for Mr. Cao to see what would happen to this scoundrel.

"What's your problem if I talk to my wife?"

Mr. Cao knew this and glanced at the woman beside him. The latter remained motionless and walked away.

Is this the end? Zhou Xiaoxing couldn't see enough. With a snap of his fingers, the bottle of wine was in his hand again.

A man who is lovelorn is the weakest. If you don’t go now... you will kill him, no matter how long you wait.

"Master Cao, there is no grass anywhere in the world, so why should we fall in love with a flower unrequitedly?"

You deserve this bottle of wine.
To be continued...