Xueba's sweet wife is super cute

Chapter 173 Chapter 173: Xiangxiang was humiliated, Zhen Zhen stood out
She put down the piano casually, took out her mobile phone and glanced at it, it was a strange call.

"Hey?"

"Zhen Zhen, where are you?" A familiar female voice came from over there.

Zhen Mingzhu walked downstairs and said, "Xiangxiang, I'm at home."

"Can you come out and stay with me?"

"Ok?"

Song Xiangxiang's voice was a little lower, a little disappointed: "I want to go to the bar street..."

Bar Street?
Zhen Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, and said angrily, "Why are you still looking for that scum, there is chaos on the bar street!"

"I didn't even want to find him."

Zhen Mingzhu took a deep breath, and her tone was slightly softer: "I'm fine at home, where are you now? I'll come and find you right away."

"I've already arrived here, just one thousand and one nights."

"Well."

After hanging up the phone, Zhen Mingzhu glanced at her phone: it's almost four o'clock.

She changed her clothes and carried a backpack and hurried downstairs. The aunt in the living room hurried up and said, "Why do you want to go out? I heard you practicing the piano after lunch, and I didn't bother you."

"Don't eat."

After the words fell, Zhen Mingzhu left the house.

The rest of the family was not there, and neither was the driver. She left the community all the way, waited for more than ten minutes, and hailed a taxi.

"Where?" The driver took a photo of the empty license plate and turned to ask.

Zhen Mingzhu closed the door and raised her eyes: "Bar Street is just over the moat."

The driver was a middle-aged uncle. Hearing this, he gave her an extra look, and started the car while muttering: "You don't learn well at such a young age, hey."

Zhen Mingzhu: "..."

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Bar Street, 1001 night.

In the store.

When it was time for business, there weren't too many people.

Song Xiangxiang came to this kind of place for the first time. After the waiter's introduction, he only wanted a few bottles of beer, and sat on the sofa drinking alone while waiting for Zhen Mingzhu.

She really wanted to find Pan Yi to vent her depressed and miserable emotions again. She couldn't figure it out, were those sweet words and intimacy before all fake?But her remaining self-esteem didn't allow her to do that. She didn't want to be like those girls around Pan Yi, and she didn't want to forgive him without a bottom line, and beg him, just to stay by his side.

That's so humble and pathetic...

As he was thinking wildly, tears suddenly flowed down his eyes again.

Her mother's operation was considered a success, and the gloomy home finally saw a glimmer of sunshine and hope. However, her immature love fell apart and collapsed under the pressure of reality.

After the two bottles of wine had run out, Song Xiangxiang leaned on the back of the sofa and hiccupped.

"Is the little girl alone?"

On the side, a flattering male voice suddenly sounded.

Song Xiangxiang looked sideways.

A tall, thin man in his 30s stood in front of the group of people, looking at her with a smile, and before she could speak, he stepped forward and squeezed into the sofa.

"Yo-yo--"

"Ha ha!"

The people who saw it suddenly laughed.

Song Xiangxiang leaned on the sofa with one hand, barely sat up straight, and looked dazedly at the face of the man who was close at hand.

"How old is little sister?" The man leaned closer to her again and asked with a smile on his face.

Song Xiangxiang pursed his lips, raised his hand and pressed his temple.

"I'm in a bad mood—" the man asked again in a drawn-out tone, his wide palm instantly pressed down on the hand that was hanging beside her without any explanation, and he leaned forward in front of her, squinting Said, "Brother will accompany you for a drink, huh?"

"Get out!" Song Xiangxiang said struggling, trembling all over.

The man's eyes fell on her chest, and his Adam's apple rolled and swallowed.

The weather was getting warmer, and when Song Xiangxiang came out, she put on a light blue thin coat over the thin sweater. Now the two of them pulled the zipper on the clothes and it fell off. Her towering breasts were ready to be seen.

At such a young age, how can one not be taken advantage of when one goes out to buy drunk?
As soon as his thoughts changed, the man leaned over and pushed her down on the sofa, stretched out one hand to her chest, and ate the tofu recklessly.

"Let's go, don't disturb Brother Li——"

The few people who were watching the scene were a little bit ashamed and panicked when they saw this scene, and they walked aside while shouting and laughing.

"Get out of the way—slap—"

Song Xiangxiang was pinned on the sofa and couldn't move. He kicked his feet wildly for a while, then slapped the man with a loud yell.

"Stinky bitch!"

As soon as the man cursed, there was a bang, and he was hit hard on the back.

Immediately afterwards, the cold liquid poured in from his neck and covered his head, and the burning pain on his back also made him stand up with an ah.

"Who are you scolding!" Zhen Mingzhu asked aggressively with a broken wine bottle in her hand.

"It's you!" the man asked through gritted teeth.

"What's the matter with you girl!"

"Who are you!"

"Hehe, this girl is very bold——"

On the side, a group of friends who had not gone far away from the thin and tall man immediately surrounded Zhen Mingzhu.

"Ah, Brother Li, you are bleeding!"

Zhen Mingzhu held the bottle tightly and saw the blood oozing from the man's back.

Surrounded by a group of friends, the tall and thin man gritted his teeth and looked at her.

Undoubtedly, this one is much prettier than that one, with exquisite facial features, bright eyebrows and eyes, and her pink and soft white skin makes her look noble and proud. At first glance, she looks like the kind of baby pimple raised by a rich and noble family, and she cannot be defiled by contempt .

But right now, there is no one behind her.

The man has suffered such a big loss before taking advantage of it, so he definitely can't let it go, and will pull her with his hands as soon as he takes a step.

"Ah! Murder, molestation!"

Zhen Mingzhu screamed, clutching the broken wine bottle in one hand, jumped onto the sofa like a rabbit, and stood on the table while everyone in the bar was looking over.

"..."

The corners of their lips twitched at the same time, looking at the injured man and then at her, looking at each other.

"Zhen Zhen, your neck!" Song Xiangxiang, who was struggling to get up, raised his head and saw a bloodstain, he was stunned and said anxiously.

Zhen Mingzhu lowered her head and felt a burning pain in her neck.

(End of this chapter)