Cold President, Hug Me

When Jing bao'er talks with Meng Yaodong, Jing Rong and song Mingyang have already lit cigarettes for each other.

After talking to Meng Yaodong, Jing bao'er turns his head and looks at Song Mingyang. He smiles happily and waves, "Hello, brother song."

"Honey, have you finished your homework?" Asked song Mingyang.

"Well." Jingbaoer road.

"I said, baby, this time can be really fast, it's only a few years, once a little girl with yellow hair, has become a big beauty..." Meng Yaodong looked at Jing bao'er and praised.

"What does it mean to be a beautiful woman? I'm going from a little beauty to a big one, OK?" Jing Baoer is full of confidence.

"A little girl, the mouth is more and more fierce." With that, Meng Yaodong leaned back lazily.

"Tonight, who are these beauties? It's a fantastic figure. Look at the waistcoat And the breast Tut tut. " Looking at the hot dancing beauties, jingbao'er sighs with her legs crossed.

"Of course, it's my brother..." Meng Yaodong said triumphantly.

When Meng Yaodong calls himself "brother", Jing Baoer thinks of the funny things he did when he was a child.

I still remember when she was a child, because he and song Mingyang were good friends of Jingrong, she also called for their uncles. As a result, Meng Yaodong forced her to call for their brothers, and threatened her that if she didn't call for her brother, she wouldn't take her to play with her. What did she say? He made his uncle look like he was seventy years old and eighty years old.

No way, she can only call their brothers.

As a result, shouting becomes a habit -

"I guess it's you too." Jingbaoer road.

With that, jingbao'er picked up a can of red bull from the tea table, opened it and took a sip of it.

"It's just that, brother Dong, you can afford to call so many beauties at once?" Jingbao'er joked.

Jing Baoer's words made Meng Yaodong's mouth twitch.

This little girl knows a lot about it. She looks like an old driver when she is young.

"I said, Jingrong, your niece is more and more interesting." Meng Yaodong looked at Jingrong and said.

"Women in the world, what else do you think is boring?" Jing Rong responded lukewarm.

"Damn it Meng Yaodong laughed and scolded.

"Well, you three, I'll go out and get some air." Suddenly I want to go to the downstairs hall to relax. Jingbao immediately gets up and says with a smile.

Seeing this, Jing Rong turned black and asked seriously, "where are you going?"

"I'll go out and get some air."

"Jing bao'er, I've agreed not to run around. I don't mean what I say, do I?" Jingrong murmured.

Seeing this, Meng Yaodong immediately looked at Jingrong and said, "people want to go out for some air. What's the matter? You see, you are so nervous. "

"That's right. I went out first. I'll be back in ten minutes."

With that, Jing bao'er quickly walked out of the private room.

After Jing bao'er left, Meng Yaodong immediately got close to Jing Rong and put his hand on Jing Rong's shoulder. "Nowadays, children can't be too tight. Everyone is rebellious. As parents, when it's time to let go, they still have to let go..."

"You know shit!" Jing Rong responds coldly.

"Oh, I wipe Rong Si Shao has a good temper now. " Meng Yaodong said, then gently with his fist, toward Jingrong shoulder hammer.

"I said, Mingyang, are these girls good today? You see which one you like. I'll let her go with you later. " Meng Yaodong looked at Song Mingyang and said.

"No, thank you for your kindness." Song Mingyang refused without thinking, with a soft smile on his lips.

"I said, she's been dead for three years, and you've been like this all the time. Why are you going to be widowed for her all her life?" Meng Yaodong asked.

As soon as Meng Yaodong's voice fell, song Mingyang's face sank.

Jing Rong takes a look at Song Mingyang, and then pats Meng Yaodong's thigh to signal him to shut up.

……

After leaving the private room, jingbao'er took the elevator and came to the hall on the first floor.

Walking into the crowded hall, the sound of music and neon lights make jingbao'er's blood boil -

here and the private room above are two different worlds.

There are good-looking pole dance, exciting DJ dance music and a variety of wine mixing performances.

Looking around, jingbao'er quickly ran into the bustling dance floor with a snap of her fingers. Following the rhythm of countless young men and women on the dance floor, she twisted her body together.

Her skin is white and beautiful, and her outstanding dancing posture makes her surrounded by people in an instant.

Despite the crowd of men around, jingbao'er still keeps high cold, ignores them and jumps his own dance.Tired of dancing, jingbao'er goes to get out of the crowd, leaves the dance floor, goes to the bar, holds his face in both hands, and looks at the beautiful bartender's pattern with great interest.

"Miss Alone? "

After being patted on the shoulder, the beautiful male voice immediately came to her ears -

Jing bao'er frowned slightly and went along the way.

I saw a young man, sitting beside her, looking at him with a smile.

This person's voice is very good-looking, long and passable, but his eyes are obscene

Jing bao'er glanced at him, but he didn't want to pay any attention at all. His eyes went back to the bartender.

"Hey, girl, I'm talking to you! Are you interested in going to the private room with you to have a chat? You will be satisfied with the price. "

The man was not annoyed. He just stretched out his hand and pinched jingbao'er's chest.

This moment, Jing bao'er was enraged.

Damn it, the tiger doesn't get angry. You'll be my mother, hello Ketty!

Shit!

Jing bao'er took a deep breath and did not speak. He just took a goblet from the top of his head, held it in his hand, turned his head and looked at the man -

"you What are you doing? " Looking at Jing bao'er's fierce look, the man's bad smile suddenly solidified!

"Guess!"

As soon as jingbao'er's voice fell, the goblet in his hand hit the man's forehead.

In a flash -

goblet broke in the man's forehead, and the man's forehead was also pierced with a big hole, blood flowing.

By Jing bao'er such a hit, the man completely confused.

He reached out and touched his forehead. Seeing the blood in one hand, the man jumped down from the bar chair, grabbed Jing bao'er's arm and rudely pulled her down from the chair.

"How dare you beat me! Do you know who I am?"

In the face of the man who is impatient, Jing bao'er is still calm. She raises her foot and kicks the man mercilessly