My life has a narration

Chapter 31 The driver is the driver, I don't know if it's serious or not
Two men had a case of wine, and scolded all night when they mentioned women.

The old place, the food stall, Su Qing and Wang Xing sat opposite each other.

"Qingqingzi, if you can't drink, go and sit at the dog's table!" Wang Xing said while shaking a bottle of beer, his words were a little tongue-in-cheek.

"What's the reminder, aren't you drinking?" Su Qing responded impatiently holding the wine bottle.

In this regard, Wang Xing slapped the table and shouted: "Fart, you have six bottles of beer with a piece of Malatang, are you still a person?"

Hearing this, Su Qing looked at the unfinished Mala Tang in front of him and felt a little embarrassed. It's not that he can't drink it, but today this stuff is just rushing to get drunk. Let him go home.

"Drink, drink, ink, it seems that you can drink well today, come on!" Su Qing filled himself with a glass, and then poured it down his shoulder and behind him.

It's not that he's a chicken thief, it's not that he's not good at wine, it's that he's pretty much the same, he can't drink at all, he can only drink four or five bottles at most, and now he's downed two bottles, if he drinks them again, they'll really sleep on the street today .

"Hi~~~~~" Wang Xing hiccupped for a long time, then slammed the wine glass on the table heavily, and laughed while crying, "Qingzi, you don't know, I felt like a clown that day , embarrassing and reappearing."

"I really regret not listening to you. Why should I ask for an explanation? I'm not her boyfriend either."

"But having said that, I never thought that she would use such vicious words to say about me, it's like the feeling of a knife being stabbed in the chest, it hurts!"

Seeing Wang Xing hammering his chest hard while talking, Su Qing couldn't help but sighed.

It turned out that after the two separated that day, his words made Wang Xing more and more curious, so that he was absent-minded all afternoon.

In the evening, he rushed to the Gray bar early, and there he saw Jiang Mengting, who was supposed to be studying at home.

Looking at the low-cut dress, fishnet stockings, and the delicate body writhing crazily on the dance floor, it was completely different from when I met him.

What he wanted in the end was that he saw with his own eyes that woman who had been ignoring him for several years and had never even touched her was playing and playing in the arms of a short, fat, middle-aged greasy man.

That active appearance was something he had never seen in so many years.

At that time, Wang Xing felt an unknown fire rising up, jealousy, confusion, anger and other emotions welling up in his heart, but he held back because he remembered that Su Qing wouldn't let him go up to say hello before he left.

What really made him explode was that after twelve o'clock in the morning, the greasy man went to a hotel not far away with Jiang Mengting, who was already unconscious, in his arms.

At that moment, he rushed forward without thinking, pushed the man away, and then wanted to take him away, but he didn't know that Jiang Mengting was not drunk at all, so there was no such thing as drunken sex, it was all carefully planned.

But when the man asked who Wang Xing was, Jiang Mengting only said "a friend" and told Wang Xing to leave quickly.

Wang Xing was naturally unwilling, maybe because he was too angry, he asked her why she lied to him, and even told her itinerary for the afternoon.

In the end, Jiang Mengting exploded first, thinking that Wang Xing was following her, and in the end she even accused them of being just friends, and what Wang Xing did was voluntary, and she didn't force him.

While comforting her new love, she spoke to Wang Xing, and even said that Wang Xing was a dick when she was with her. She had no car, no house, no savings, and was still stalking her. It was disgusting.

In the end, they even slapped Wang Xing across the face, and then the two entered the hotel leisurely.

The traces left by this palm have long since disappeared, but it has wiped out Wang Xing's persistence for more than four years. His whole body's energy and spirit are gone, and he has also suffered a lot of blows.

Hearing what Wang Xing said, Su Qing could only shake her head helplessly. It may be that people's physiques are different, and the stamina of licking a dog to lose love may be greater than that of ordinary people.

"Does it still hurt?"

"pain!"

"Drink more if it hurts, it won't hurt if you drink too much!"

"Come on, this time you drink first, I'll look at you, don't think I didn't see you pour the wine just now!"

Su Qing:.
Then, under Wang Xing's surveillance, the two of them stepped on the wine box and drank all the way until the early hours of the night.

"Ugh~~~Ugh~~~~~"

"crash la la la la la la la la la la la la la"

At this time, Su Qing was squatting in front of a tree by the roadside, and vomited three times in a row, and her whole body was not well.

"Qingzi, how's it going, is it okay?" Wang Xing patted his back with his hand and asked.

In terms of drinking capacity, the two are really not on the same level. Wang Xing can drink him three times and more than that.

Originally, I was drinking with him today, but Su Qing's poor drinking capacity really made him amazed. In order to accommodate Su Qing, he drank as much as possible, but he didn't expect that with only six bottles of beer, he was already like this.

Hearing this, Su Qing didn't even open her eyes, she raised her hand and shook it, indicating that she was no longer a small pickle.

Seeing this, Wang Xing smiled for the first time tonight and said, "Qingzi, don't come out and show off your face after drinking so much, and drink with me, let's go, don't leave today, sleep with me."

After finishing speaking, she was going to reach out to help him up. Hearing this, Su Qing shook her head quickly: "No, I won't go, I won't go to your kennel, give me a taxi, and I'll go home!"

He doesn't know what it's like for others to drink too much, but he himself has never been broken, even if he drinks until he can't stand up, his mind is clear, and he will never do anything out of the ordinary, commonly known as good wine.

"Go home? You can pull it, as you are now, why go home, just make do for a night!" Wang Xing disagreed, after all, he was not at ease at night.

But ever since Su Qing saw the look of his house with nowhere to go, he was determined not to go. In the end, Wang Xing really couldn't hold him back, even if he said to go to the hotel.

Then I went to stop the car on the road. During this time period, and because they were in the suburbs, there were almost no taxis. After stopping for a long time, a black car finally stopped. The window was lowered, and inside was a delicate Incomparable's face was looking at Su Qing who was on the side with some uncertainty.

And Wang Xing was also taken aback when he saw this, without him, this woman is a bit too beautiful, she doesn't look like a sports car at all.

But at this time, there was no other car to be found at this time, so Wang Xing could only bite the bullet and ask, "Master, are you leaving?"

"My friend drank too much. If you leave, please send him to Nanhe Community in Xincheng District. You can see how much it costs. Don't worry, he's finished vomiting."

Hearing this, the woman in the car whispered, "Tell him to come closer and let me have a look!"

Regarding this, Wang Xing hurriedly pulled him over, the woman looked at him with a light smile and said, "Get in the car!"

"Okay!" Seeing this, Wang Xing opened the co-pilot's door and pushed him in, then said, "Qingzi, send me a message when you get home later, did you hear that?"

Su Qing nodded, indicating that he heard it.

Then Wang Xing asked again: "Master, how much do you want?"

"Eight hundred!"

"Eight hundred?" Wang Xing exclaimed, taking a taxi in the early hours of the morning, even though he was prepared to bleed heavily, the price is not right.

But in the next second, a few banknotes flew out from the co-pilot, and then the car sped away.

Looking at the banknotes in his hand, Wang Xing's brain short-circuited for a while, and it took him a long time to react:

"Hey? Is this a serious driver?"

(End of this chapter)