Sorry, I can't love you

"Get out." The man's sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down and spit out a word.

As soon as the woman's face changed, she withdrew her hand.

Put on a disdainful expression: "what, psycho."

Then he left in high heels.

Tang Mo looked up and drank the deep-water bomb in his glass. Then he shook the empty glass to the bartender: "a bottle of whisky!"

Due to the strong aura emanating from him, the bartender dared not say "no". He immediately took out a bottle of whisky from the wine cabinet and sent it shivering.

"Come on, have another drink. Alas, why are you so weak? It's impossible."

A little "charming" male voice came from a seat a few meters away.

Tang Mo could not help frowning. Whose voice could be so annoying.

Look, isn't that the man who hooked up with her that day?

"Flower wheel" head, a fancy suit, he looked at it and couldn't forget it.

"Two little bees, fly into the flowers, fly, MUA ~"

"You lost, drink..."

Liang Junjun is having a good time. He is boxing with the people around him.

The man frowned more tightly.

Birds of a feather flock together. Sure enough, it was a "wise" choice for her to hang out with this man.

"Pause, I'll go to the bathroom and you guys go on playing." Liang Junjun's orchid finger kept nodding and didn't forget to drink a mouthful of wine before leaving his seat.

He was in a good mood. After going to the toilet, he hummed a song to the mirror of the washstand.

Touch your hands with a little water, tilt your orchid fingers and gently pat your hairstyle. After shooting, don't forget to turn around and enjoy yourself from a few more angles.

"Perfect!"

Liang Junjun waved his orchid fingers, smiled proudly, and then turned on the tap.

After washing his hands, he turned and wiped his hands with toilet paper on the wall.

Suddenly, a fierce force came from behind. He was caught off guard and hit the wall next to him.

His back hit the wall, a burst of pain, the toilet paper in his hand was pulled in half, and the hair style just finished on his head was also gray and drooping.

Liang Junjun frowned, bared his teeth and sucked cold air.

He threw away the ragged paper towel in his hand and tilted his fingers: "Alas, how do you walk! Will you look at the road! "

The prominent piece of "flower wheel head" shook up and down with the rhythm of the body.

The scolded man didn't make a sound. Liang Junjun rubbed his back with his back and twisted his facial features into a ball.

"Oh, you! What's the matter with you? I'm blind and dumb. I won't apologize? "

Then he opened his eyes and looked at the handsome and straight facial features in front of him.

After seeing the owner of that face, he was even more stunned.

Don! Ink! Time!

"Tang... Tang... President Tang?"

Liang Junjun's voice trembled.

Why did you scold him? If you offend this man, he may lose his job!

The man took out his hand in his trouser pocket and slowly approached Liang Junjun. His evil eyes looked like a cold light and shot straight at him.

Liang Junjun clung to the wall and felt his hands restlessly.

too bad!

I saw this man's temperament in the last interview with Xiao Liangliang. I'm not sure what I'll do next second.

It's going to be over!

Liang Junjun's indistinct Adam's apple rolled and swallowed with panic.

"I know you."

After a while, a word came from the air.

Liang Junjun was stunned!

It's over. I must recognize him as a reporter of dawn media. It's over.

"Yeah... Yeah? We had an interview, but I didn't expect Tang to have an impression. " Liang Junjun's eyes turned quickly.

Tang Mo paused and held out his hand, but turned on the tap next to him.

Bending down, he washed his hands leisurely.

Liang Junjun stood at the edge, at a loss.

"The Xia Liang I interviewed with you last time." He paused and turned off the tap.

"Huh?" Liang Junjun asked.

When Tang Mo turned and drew a piece of paper, the paper towel touched the box and made a clear sound: "what's your relationship?"

"Little cool?" Liang Junjun frowned.

How could he ask such an inexplicable question?

"Just good friends and best friends?" Liang Junjun didn't have the slightest room to hide. He said it straight.

Little cool?

Does she still have such a disgusting and pretentious title in other people's mouth?

confidante?

She has a boyfriend?

Xia Liang, how many things do you have that I don't know!

Tang Mo clenched his fist. He crumpled the paper in his hand and threw it into the trash can.

Liang Junjun was startled. He subconsciously covered his chest with his hands and opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Throwing away the paper towel, the man put his hand back into his pocket, gave him a cold look and walked out with a big stride.

Put down the bill on the bar and Tang Moshi walked out of the bar.

Seeing the figure of Xin Chang approaching, the driver got out of the car, opened the door and held his left hand on the door.

"Young master? Are you going home? " When the driver looked at Tang Mo through the rearview mirror.

When Tang Mo rolled down the window, he was slightly drunk. The breeze blew and took away the smell from him.

His eyes fell on the street not far away.

Then he nodded, "well."

The driver immediately stepped on the accelerator, and the black Rolls Royce disappeared in the middle of the night.

Liang Junjun, who is still in the toilet.

"Oh, wake up, wake up."

He patted his face hard in the mirror, then turned on the faucet, picked up a handful of water and patted it directly on his face, so as to wake him up.

The man just now was really frightening. He lost his three souls and seven souls. No wonder Xiao Liangliang was so frightened that he couldn't hold the water cup stably during the interview.

But it's really handsome.

His charming face made him look more.

The cell phone suddenly rings.

Liang Junjun almost lost his mind. His legs softened when he was frightened by the exploding mobile phone ring, and he almost didn't fall on the washing table.

He hurriedly took out a few paper towels and wiped his hands. He found that it was the chief editor's call.

I was surprised. What did the man just do?

Shivering press the answer button: "editor in chief, I..."

"What am I, Liang Junjun? How did you do things? What about the interview draft I want?" The editor in chief's anxious voice came.

Liang Junjun breathed a sigh of relief.

"OK..." he whispered.

"What's the matter? Did you go to the bar again? Liang Junjun, if I can't see the interview draft when I come back tomorrow, get out of here immediately! "

Then there is the "beep beep" hang up sound