Dear President, take it easy

Qiao Weiwei, whose face was reddish after drinking, stretched out her hand to touch her slightly hot face, and snapped her fingers: "It's such a happy decision."

Coincidentally, she also needs to find a place to vent...

Zhou Chuyu gracefully picked up the handkerchief and wiped her mouth, and said, "Weiwei wants to go, then I'll go..."

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In the disco, the music is deafening and the neon lights are intertwined.

On the stage where light and dark alternate, sex dancers in bikinis and thongs dance passionately to the music.

Under the stage, countless men and women gathered around, scratching their heads and making poses.

In the smoky space, there is a corrupt and impetuous atmosphere.

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

Ou Xiangbei and Qiao Weiwei danced wildly to the music, while Zhou Chuyu twisted his body in a little embarrassment.

Although Zhou Chuyu often came to this kind of place for entertainment, she really hadn't done much dancing. At this moment, compared with the crazy men and women around her, she seemed so out of place...

"Woohoo~~~~~" Qiao Weiwei and Ou Xiangbei clapped their hands hard, then turned sideways and touched each other's shoulders...

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

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

Qiao Weiwei tossed her long hair, gave them a cold look, and ignored them...

The men got closer and closer, Qiao Weiwei pushed them away in disgust, brushed aside the crowd, walked to the bar, ordered a bottle of pre-mixed wine, did not sit down, but leaned against the bar, and wiped her forehead panting beads of sweat.

At this moment, she is wearing a red tube top and hip wrap dress, with a pair of red sky-highs under her feet, showing two slender legs, and her long hair is scattered on both sides. She looks sexual|sexy and casual, and everything looks like It was so perfect, except for the gauze on the tiger's mouth on the left hand, which was a bit eye-catching.

One of the men who surrounded Qiao Weiwei just now came over, with a lewd | wicked smile on his face.

The man moved closer to Qiao Weiwei, his eyes lingering on her faintly visible breasts, and said, "Beauty, do you want to go out and get a room?"

Qiao Weiwei drank the pre-mixed wine in the bottle, still gracefully holding the empty wine bottle in her right hand, staring at the man, raised one corner of her lips, and said, "... Open a room?"

"Yeah... I'll make you feel good, huh?" The man stepped forward ignorantly, reached out to touch Qiao Weiwei's temples, and said.

"How about, before you let me have fun, I'll let you have enough fun first?!" As soon as the words fell, Qiao Weiwei's eyes flashed a murderous look, and the wine bottle in her hand "cracked!" slammed the man's head hard , and then shattered...

The shattered glass with blood splashed around, refracting strands of enchanting light in the neon interlaced space.

"Ah... Cousin, you actually hit me!" The man covered his bleeding head with one hand, and yelled in displeasure, with veins all over his neck, he raised his hand, and then slapped Qiao Weiwei's face...

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

The familiar smell of mint came to her nostrils. Qiao Weiwei turned her head to glance at the cold and angry face, then turned her head, folded her hands forward, raised her chin slightly, and stared at the man...

"Just now, you were going to hit him with this hand, weren't you?" Liang Bo's hand grasping his wrist was stronger again.

The man's face was distorted and pale in pain, looking at Liangbo, he said: "Brother, let me go, I won't dare again...I'm sorry..."

"For me, begging for mercy and apologizing never work..." Liang Bo's eyes tightened, and a sneer appeared on his lips, and then his hand became stronger again, and he slammed the man's wrist aside...

Accompanied by the "crack" sound of broken bones, the man fell to the ground and groaned loudly in pain...

Liang Bao condescendingly stared down at the man under his feet, the murderous aura on his body poured out...

"You should be glad I don't have a gun on me today, get out!" Liang Bo Youyou took out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket, wiped his hands, and gracefully threw the handkerchief aside, saying.

Looking at the cold eyes full of murderous intent, the man instantly felt creepy, he didn't care much, he hurriedly got up and ran out directly holding his broken hand...

At this time, Ou Xiangbei, who was tired from dancing, held Zhou Chuyu in his arms and walked towards Liangbo and Qiao Weiwei panting, still looking foolish, he said loudly while walking: "Liangbo, why did you arrive so late? Hatching eggs at home?"

Feeling that he stepped on something, Ou Xiangbei glanced at the bloody neck and was about to speak, but Zhou Chuyu in his arms took a step ahead of him and asked, "What's going on? Are you two?" Did you fight? Or did you two fight someone else in partnership?"

"It's nothing, I just met a shameless person, so I gave him a little hit with a wine bottle..." Qiao Weiwei shrugged, leaned against the bar, and said calmly, as if what she did was like wearing clothes. Clothes and meals are as usual.

Ou Xiangbei and Zhou Chuyu had black lines on their faces... Is this also called a small slap?

The corner of his lips curled up coldly, and he looked at Qiao Weiwei with a smile in his eyes.

Ou Xiangbei squinted his eyes and smiled, and gave Qiao Weiwei a thumbs up: "Weiwei...you are such a heroine!"

"Don't be so playful, Ou Xiangbei, since when did you start intelligence work?" Qiao Weiwei glanced at Liangbo, then looked at Ou Xiangbei and said with a frown.

Ou Xiangbei's flattery has no effect on her.

"Hehehe...you two chat, we continue to dance..." After finishing speaking, Ou Xiangbei dragged Zhou Chuyu to the dance floor...

After the two left, Qiao Weiwei glanced at Liang Bo from the corner of her eye, turned around and walked outside the disco without saying a word...

Cool followed closely behind...

The fresh air came rushing out of the door, blowing away the irritability of the whole body, and the sound of music inside the door squeezed out through the crack of the door. Standing at the door, you can still clearly hear the dynamic rhythm of the high and the audience inside...

Qiao Weiwei turned around, looked at the noble and cool person behind her, and said, "What exactly do you want? Didn't I tell you clearly enough?"

He raised one corner of his lips, stepped forward, stretched out his long arm, pulled her into his arms, and said, "I don't want to do anything... I just want to sleep with you..." The other hand wrapped around her chest Gently kneading|kneading through the red tube top...

The wind stirred her hair, brushed over her god-like face, and a faint fragrance came to her nostrils...

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