Love you, never separate

"Don't worry, I'm not so unbearable. I'm going to bully a poor little white rabbit." I will destroy him directly.

"It's better." Zhou Li Ling Li's eyes directly stare into the fundus of Wei Zhuang's eyes. He soon moves away and continues to drink to solve his inner boredom.

After cup after cup of wine, Zhou Li's eyes were blurred. He looked at people in double shadow. He was red and squinted for a while. He leaned against Wei Zhuang, who was sitting on the sofa beside him and drank water slowly. He hooked his fingers to him and said, "come here."

Wei Zhuang was suddenly stared at by Zhou Li and itched. At this time, Zhou Li suddenly let him pass. He squinted. His eyes reflected a dangerous cold light through the gorgeous lights in the room. He got up and went.

Zhou Li grasped Wei Zhuang's wrist, and his lax eyes painstakingly settled down. He stretched out a hand and pointed to Wei Zhuang with his index finger, smiling sweetly, "he Qing! It's strange that you have one, two, three heads

"..." Wei Zhuang's expression solidified for a moment. He Qing, he Qing, or he Qing, can they have a bit of promise?

He lowered his head, approached Zhou Li's face and asked in a low voice, "you see clearly, who am I?"

Zhou Li looked at the "he Qing" in front of him in a dazed way. He laughed foolishly. He belched wine, and the strong wine came to Wei Zhuang's face. Wei Zhuang could not help frowning.

"He Qing, you haven't paid much attention to me recently. Is there something wrong with me? You tell me, I'll change everything. Don't ignore me. I feel bad if you don't talk to me. " Zhou Li put his hand around Wei Zhuang's neck and buried his head in his shoulder socket, some wrongly said.

"You don't - don't be with Wang Zhiyan, OK? He, he's not a good man. You'll lose money with him. Come back to me, I'll treat you well, I'll support you..."

Zhou Li took a deep sniff at Wei Zhuang's neck, a strong smell of tobacco, he Qing's body will never have this taste! He pushed Wei Zhuang away and fell back on the sofa.

"You, you are not he Qing!" Zhou Li shook his head and tried his best to gather his lax eyes together to look at the people in front of him. However, he failed. The strong smell of alcohol forced his brain. He could hardly think and even talked.

Wei Zhuang was caught off guard by Zhou Li, and his waist hit the edge of the table behind him. His face suddenly turned white, and his facial features were almost twisted into a piece.

He stood up holding his waist, looked down at Zhou Li lying on the sofa and tried to tell who he was. He leaned down and pinched his chin to remind him, "you really never forget your little lover. He's still in your house and you shut him up in the dark room. Do you forget?"

Zhou Li didn't seem to be able to react. He looked at the person in front of him with a blank face. He shook his head and wanted to shake off the jaw. His eyes became more and more heavy, and finally he fell asleep directly.

Wei Zhuang looked at Zhou Li, who had been sleeping in front of him. He seemed to have a dull "tut". He took the hand stuck on Zhou Li's chin, gave him a deep look, and turned to go out.

Every part of the bar is always full of men and women who are wandering outside to find the rich for a night's stimulation. Wei Zhuang is wandering in the corridor, his eyes wandering on the men and women with exposed clothes, but his goal is obviously not these.

These people are too insecure and have no background to understand. If they are sent from home, it's a tragedy. He doesn't want Zhou Li company to go bankrupt.

He went straight up to the second floor and came to a room deep in the corridor. When he opened the door, a sense of extravagance came to his face. He narrowed his eyes to adapt to the fast flashing lights in the room for a while. When he looked over, he saw the man sitting in the middle of the sofa with a smile on his face. He frowned slightly with disgust.

He went directly into the door and stood in front of the man. His tall figure blocked the light in front of the man. Then the man realized that someone was coming. He looked up at Wei Zhuang, who was an acquaintance. The man laughed.

"Oh, busy man, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why do we have time to come here today?" The man straightened his body, pushed away the woman who was rubbing against him on his right hand, and handed him a cup of wine that had not been touched.

"I don't drink, I drive." Wei Zhuang took a look at the wine glass and looked away.

"Tut, why don't you come to the bar if you don't drink?" The man frowned and put down the cup.

"Do me a favor." Weizhuang doesn't procrastinate either. It's straight to the point.

The man looked at Wei Zhuang with a little playful, "are you still the first time to ask me for help? Come on, there's something I can do for you. "

Wei Zhuang was a bit hard to say, but he was embarrassed to say, "help me... Find a lady."

The man had just drunk a mouthful of wine and almost spurted it out. He took a lot of effort to swallow it. He looked at Wei Zhuang with straight eyes, and his face was unbelievable, "what do you say? What do you want me to find for you? You don't have a fever, do you? " Then he reached for Wei Zhuang's forehead.

Wei Zhuang turned his head, shook off his hand, "help me find one, want a clean background."

As if he had found a new world, the man suddenly put his hand over his mouth and looked at Wei Zhuang excitedly, "oh my God! How did your brain suddenly open up? How many? I'll find it for you! "

"Just one." Wei Zhuang was a little hairy, he slightly staggered the man's line of sight.

"What type do you like? Big chest, coquettish or pure? This, how about this? " The man pulled out the woman beside him and pushed her to Wei Zhuang.

Wei Zhuang was turned into a ball by the pungent perfume of a woman's body. He slightly retreated two steps. "Look for a clean one. Don't be too dirty."

"Tut, you're poor and fastidious in doing this, OK." The man sneered and took out his cell phone to make a call.

After a while, the door of the private room was opened, and several women with different styles and heavy makeup came in. Oh, no, there were also men... The owner of the bar really understood!

"It's all here. Their identity information has been registered and verified. It's absolutely clean. You can choose one, and you can choose more playgroups. You like it." The man picked an eyebrow with a bad smile on Wei Zhuang's face.

Wei Zhuang walked back two times in front of the men and women standing in a row, ignoring their provocative eyes. Finally, his eyes were fixed on a man with a low head.

He stretched out his hand to lift the chin of that man. Well, he had pitiful eyes and delicate face. Unfortunately, he was a man.