Fairy Cries Only At Night

I don't like to attract attention. I coughed to hide my discomfort. I took her hand and asked her to keep it down.

The waiter quickly came over and led us to the window to sit down. Bingbing directly stretched out his hand and "a box of beer" came out.

I suddenly stared at the waiter, smiled and said, "five bottles is good."

Bingbing slapped my hand. The pain came. I stopped talking.

"Go, get it for me now, and the hottest pot bottom, hurry."

"OK, just a moment."

I rolled my eyes and turned my cell phone out of my bag to play with my cell phone, but my cell phone almost fell to the ground.

"You're still *."

I hurriedly clenched my mobile phone, which avoided the tragic fate of the mobile phone falling to the ground.

I looked at Bingbing, still cold, but the sharp eyes made me feel real.

Although I'm usually careless and don't care about many things, in fact, I'm very conservative and don't like others to say private things.

Especially this kind of * NO *.

"Look at you, can't you say?" Bingbing sneered, took out his cigarette box, threw a root to me, and skillfully lit his eyes and narrowed his eyes.

To tell you the truth, I think Bingbing smoking is the best one I've ever seen.

Squinting eyes seem to have thousands of customs, and the white smoke spits out is like a confusing fog, which makes people indulge in it.

I put the cigarette aside and took my cell phone to read gossip.

"Hiss, I want to doubt whether Li Yan is a man."

Bingbing's words can always poke people's heart and make people gnash their teeth in pain.

I put my cell phone on the table, stared at her and said angrily, "smoke your cigarette. You don't talk. No one treats you as a mute!"

Bingbing takes the cigarette away, puts his elbow on the edge of the table, leans slightly towards me, and puts a beautiful smile on the corners of his mouth, "who's your *?"

I froze in an instant, not stunned, but angry and angry.

Jin Yan is the purity that I can't insult at the bottom of my heart. No matter who says he, I will be angry. I slapped him on the table, fiercely stood up, pointed to Bingbing, angry red eyes and shouted, "say it again!"

The smile from the corners of Bingbing's mouth laughed deeper under my anger, but she didn't speak again. She lazily approached the back of the chair, flicked the ash with her cigarette finger, and then took a sip. Then she opened her mouth, "there are only two kinds of men in the world, one is the man who deceives women with sweet words, and the other is the man who deceives women with sweet words."

I don't understand what Bingbing said, but I know she scolded all men, including the Jin words in my heart.

I was very angry, very angry, but looking at Bingbing, I couldn't vent. I took my bag and walked out, "drink it yourself, I won't accompany you!"

"Hiss, youth is good, know nothing and worry nothing." I stopped, and the waiter came over with a box of wine.

I fiercely turned around and sat back on the sofa, threw the bag, looked at Bingbing with both hands and said coldly, "say it, which bitch bullied you."

The waiter put the wine on the ground and left. Bingbing looked at me and didn't move until the smoke at her fingertips went out. She smiled.

Put the cigarette into the ashtray, picked up the bottle opener and opened two bottles of wine. One bottle was put in front of me, "don't get drunk!"

I don't want to get drunk at all, but I have a feeling of pride in my heart when I look at Bingbing's eyes. I took the bottle of wine and drank it.

I've exercised my drinking capacity. I won't get drunk with beer. At most, I'm a little dizzy.

I put the empty bottle heavily on the table and made a loud noise. I looked straight into my icy eyes and said, "you're playing with a married woman."

The smile in Bingbing's eyes suddenly dispersed, and the look on his face was really as cold as ice.

I watched her take the bottle of wine and jar it. The wine flowed down her mouth and into her neck, winding out sexy lines.

I didn't speak, so I looked at Bingbing until she had five bottles and began to shout white. I frowned.

My lips moved and I wanted to say something, but when I looked at the fog in Bingbing's eyes, I hung my head and took chopsticks to eat.

Everyone has a scar in his heart. This scar is our demon. We can't see anything when we are calm, but at some time, it will run out and eat our hearts crazily when stimulated by the outside world.

I accidentally ate a dry pepper, which made my tears come out. I couldn't solve the spicy by drinking water. On the contrary, my heart was burning.

I took a bottle of wine and canned it. I finally got rid of the spicy taste, but I was in a hurry.

I looked at Bingbing who was still drinking and said I went to the bathroom and left.

But when I came out, Bingbing was gone except for the rickety wine bottles and dishes on the table.

I immediately looked at my previous seat. Fortunately, the bag is still there, but why isn't Bingbing? Is it gone?

I was surprised. I pulled a waiter and asked, "did you see the friend I came with just now?"

When the waiter saw me, his face looked flustered. I felt bad and sank my face. "Where's my friend?"

"I don't know. She just went out. I saw that she had just left."

"Gone, where have you gone?"

"Waiter!"

"Sorry, I'm going to be busy!"

The waiter quickly broke away from me, but my uneasiness became more and more heavy. I turned and ran out.

But as soon as I ran to the door, my hand was held, "Miss, you haven't paid yet!"

The boss said, give me a consumption list. I looked at the 500 yuan above and wanted to spit blood.

To put it this way, I paid the money quickly and ran out.

I called while running, but there was no one on the phone. I was in a hurry and kept running in the street.

But when I looked at the endless stream of people and cars in front of me, I really realized that looking for someone was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

I kept calling and shouting, "Bingbing! Bingbing!"

Suddenly, a low voice came from his ear, "where is it?"

I was stunned, stopped, took down my mobile phone, and saw a strange number. This number was very familiar, but before I could think about it, a cold voice came from my mobile phone again.

"Su Qing!"

I reacted and couldn't care about anything else. I hurried to say, "Li Yan, where are you? Can you do me a favor?"

“……”

"You help me, life is at stake, you help me!" the silence in the mobile phone made my panic deeper. I begged recklessly. I just hope Li Yan can help me.

"What's up?"