Apocalypse of Shenhao's Life

Chapter 53 Mint Sinking Hookah

As soon as the unceremonious words came out, the whole box fell silent for an instant.

Even the girl who had been playing with her phone with her head down couldn't help but raise her head and put her gaze on Gu Mo.

Guo Yuan narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, the fat on his cheeks gathered slightly, and he said to Gu Mo, "Dude, aren't you from the same circle? Are you talking so aggressively?"

Gu Mo has never been a kind person. Although he has been trained to behave decently in front of others, his mean nature has never changed. It doesn't matter if he, Guo Yuan, wants to find a soft persimmon to slap Song Yang in the face, but He can't find himself.

Thinking of this, Gu Mo also shrugged, took out a cigarette from his pocket, threw one to Song Yang, then slowly lit it for himself, exhaled a thin puff of smoke, smooth body movements and indifferent temperament, let him It looks like the villain boss who appeared in the movie.

"I really made you guess right, a local turtle from a small place, I really don't know what the rules are in your circle."

Guo Yuan's small eyes kept flickering.

"Then Song Yang didn't teach you what the rules are?"

"I understand the rules, but I really can't see how there are so many people present, who can make me obey the rules honestly.

Or do you think you can? "

The conversation between the two became more and more explosive, and Song Yang couldn't see that the conflict would intensify, so he said directly in a cold tone: "Guo Yuan, if you come to celebrate my birthday sincerely, I welcome you.
But if you're here looking for something to do, just open it up and say, it's boring to beat around the bush. Gu Mo is a friend I invited, not the little brother Ma Zi who surrounds you. If you want to drink, I can just accompany you. "

While speaking, although the positions of the thirty people in the box remained the same, they instantly became two distinct camps.

It was already within Gu Mo's expectation that Song Yang stepped forward to take care of things.

Not to mention that today he is the host of the party, and he invited him here. If Song Yang is still polite to Guo Yuan for this reason, then Gu Mo has reason to think that he is either a counselor or an offender. Sorry Guo Yuan.

But apparently, it's neither.

Seeing that Song Yang was getting angry, the flesh on Guo Yuan's face trembled, and he showed a naive smile and said, "Okay, okay, look at how you protect the calf, I'm just kidding, you take it seriously gone?"

In the first confrontation between these two rich second-generation bosses, Gu Mo's tough attitude made Guo Yuan take a step back, and Song Yang gained the upper hand.

But this is also normal, what age is this?

It's not a black club, even though it's the second generation, but it's still a person with status, it's impossible to just start a fight with a disagreement, open someone's head and finish it, right?

It's nothing more than a battle of face, and it won't look good if it gets too big.

Song Yang didn't talk to Guo Yuan any more, instead he turned his head and smiled apologetically at Gu Mo, and whispered in his ear, "This matter depends on me tonight, since you have something to do, go back first, and I will compensate you when I have time." None."

Hearing Song Yang's words, Gu Mo smiled indifferently.

"This happens a lot, don't worry about it."

After saying politely to Song Yang in a low voice, Gu Mo's voice amplified again: "However, I just heard that it is true that it is really inappropriate for me to leave early when you are having fun.

Anyway, my business is not important, just stay and play for a while. "

After speaking, he walked back to the big sofa and sat next to Zhu Ping. He was a little familiar with the little prince in the clubhouse with the group of people he just met tonight.

Seeing Gu Mo walking by his side, Zhu Ping gave him a thumbs up secretly with a smile and gave up his position. As for Guo Yuan, his eyes looking at Gu Mo kept flickering.

Judging from Gu Mo's attitude of not taking himself seriously just now, Guo Yuan also knew that he was not a good person.

You must know that this is Jinling. As the second generation of Jinling, you can always count as a local snake, right?Guo Yuan didn't believe that Gu Mo couldn't see it.

There are only two kinds of people who can show such a tough attitude since they know that they are local snakes.

One is crossing the river dragon, and the other is Lengtouqing.

He believes that Gu Mo is not stunned, so it can only be the first type.

However, Guo Yuan also missed an option, and there is another possibility that he is a posturing person. It just so happens that the current Gu Mo is this kind of person.

After this episode, Gu Mo has obviously gained a lot of popularity in Song Yang's circle, no matter in terms of actions or words, he has already regarded him as one of his own.

The group of people brought by Guo Yuan obviously knew Song Yang and his group. None of them regarded themselves as outsiders, sang songs, drank wine, and toasted Song Yang and others from time to time. I don’t know. I thought it was to celebrate Song Yang's birthday.

Gu Mo stayed here originally to watch a play.

He originally thought that the two groups of Song Yang and Guo Yuan would start a fight tonight, and he also wanted to see what kind of scene these rich second generations would be fighting each other, but now it seems that he may be thinking too much.

At this moment, a gust of fragrant wind came, and when he raised his head, a milky-yellow figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Because the box was a little crowded, that figure was very close to him, so close that Gu Mo could smell the coolness on her body Mint-flavored perfume smell.

"Can I have a seat?"

The girl's voice was still hoarse and smokey as always.

Gu Mo raised his head and found that she was talking to Zhu Ping who was sitting next to him.

Zhu Ping was taken aback when he heard it, then looked at Gu Mo beside him, immediately showed a smile of "I understand", stood up and responded meanly: "Come on, come on, Sister Shen, sit down."

After finishing speaking, he blinked at Gu Mo, and ran to Song Yang's side in a hurry.

The girl's age is obviously younger than Zhu Ping's, but it's only natural that she called Zhu Ping, Sister Shen.

The girl tidied up her skirt, sat directly next to Gu Mo, flipped through her expensive handbag, then took out a box of ladies' cigarettes, took out one and brought it to her lips, then turned her head and winked at Gu Mo playfully. , thin lips bent into a nice arc.

"Borrow a fire?"

This time, the voice couldn't be heard as hoarse, but full of girlish playfulness.

Looking at her playful and lovely appearance, Gu Mo had no way of associating her with the image of a tall and cold big sister just now, but he didn't say much, took out his newly bought zippo ceramic lighter and put it on her hands.

With a sound of "Zi La", sparks ignited.

Not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, the girl puffed out a puff of smoke in Gu Mo's direction.

Still smells like mint.

"Your name is Gu Mo?"

Obviously, when Song Yang was fighting with Guo Yuan just now, the girl remembered Gu Mo's name.

After readjusting to a comfortable posture, Gu Mo leaned on the sofa, resting his right hand on the back of his head, turned his face to her side and asked, "Shen?"

The girl giggled, she didn't intend to play tricks on Gu Mo.

"Sink into hookah."

"Sinking hookah?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Seeing Shen Shiyan's puzzled eyes, Gu Mo smiled lightly.

"Your father must be very learned."

"Why do you say that?"

"You do not know?"

"what do you know?"

"The animal furnace sinks into the water smoke, and the remaining flowers in the green marsh are written line by line in the biography of lovesickness. Have you never heard of this poem?"

Listening to the poems read out by Gu Mo, Shen Shuiyan covered his mouth and laughed exaggeratedly. After half a minute, he still hadn't slowed down. He still smiled and said to Gu Mo: "I don't know if my dad is knowledgeable, but I do know You must be knowledgeable.

If the old man in my family heard someone praise him for his knowledge, he might not be able to sleep for three days and three nights, but your poem is pretty good, so I can use it to post on Moments, right? "

"The copyright belongs to a man named Zhang Kejiu, but he has been dead for 700 years. If he has no objection, I definitely have no objection."

"Hahahaha"

Shen Shiyan's laughter gradually grew louder, making everyone around couldn't help but cast their gazes over.

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