The reborn wife is about to turn over

Chapter 100 Drunken Encounter 1 ([-])
After a while, the woman called softly: "Ah, you have many women in your life." Yang Zheng laughed secretly in his heart when he heard it, and found it really interesting. This is not fortune-telling, it is clearly psychological analysis, because no man will It is a kind of contempt for men to admit that there are few women.Even a man with few women will happily think that he will indeed have many women in his life when he hears a woman say this.

Yang Zheng smiled without saying a word.

Su Singer reached out and grabbed the wine glass next to him and drank it in one gulp: "Forget it, I should drink it."

Su Singer scratched the palm lines on his palm with her fingertips again, and Yang Zheng felt that her soft fingertips were touching his skin like a wire carrying electric current, filtering through his heart.

There was a rush of heat, but the instigator on the other side didn't notice it, he was staring at the lines on his palm solemnly and murmured: "You are a man who attaches great importance to emotions."

Or psychoanalysis.Because no man would admit that he was ruthless, even if he was ruthless in the first place.

Fortune-telling in this way is accurate.Of course he knew that these things were all made up by her.Su Singer took another drink on the grounds that he had figured it out, but he couldn't even stop him.

In fact, he still wanted to listen to it.

But the voice of Yi Ren who was holding his hand on the opposite side seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and he basically didn't hear what was said later, only to see her shiny red lips muttering and muttering a few words , grabbed the wine glass on the table and took another sip of wine.

Yang Zheng couldn't stop him, so she drank another big cup.

Yi Ren's head was crooked and he couldn't stand still. She suddenly grabbed the back of his hand and said angrily, "You, don't shake it...you...don't... shake it, I...haven't... After the calculation, shake... shake me dizzy."

Yang Zheng glanced at the blushing woman opposite, she seemed drunk.Only then did he notice that the companion beside her was no longer in the seat, and he looked around to find her companion. Looking through the crowded crowd, he saw that the woman seemed to be crying and hanging on the chest of a tall man.

With deep anger on his face, the man dragged and hugged her out of the gate, looking like a couple who were having a fight.

Yang Zheng sighed, and patted Su Singer on the head like a chicken pecking rice: "Drunk? Can you still go? I'll take you back."

Unexpectedly, Su Singer shook off his hand violently, and muttered: "I'm not drunk, I can still drink, what about Minmin? I... still... want to dance..."

When Ning Cuo Cuo was still in Ning Cuo Cuo, she joined the school’s dance troupe because she loved to dance. When Ning Cuo Cuo was wronged, her life was too wronged. Now she has no restraint and starts again. As Yang Min said, she is not a man. , Only then can we know how to be romantic.

Yang Min quarreled with Qin Feng, Yang Min had to drag her sisters to relax, saying that he would get rid of Qin Feng and find a new man.

She asked Yang Min, which bars she used to hang out in, and Yang Min casually ordered three or four, including here, Huangting Nightclub.

In the pile of cards in the drawer, I found the membership card of the Royal Court. With Su Singer's current status, he naturally didn't have to worry about being unable to get in.But the last time she came, there was a gentle man holding her hand, pinching the tip of her nose, and calling her baby with a smile.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, she was afraid that the familiar place would remind her of the past that had disappeared, but at the same time, she longed to see the memories that she shared with him in the past.

Finally, under Yang Min's decisive decision, they came here.

As soon as she stepped into the gate of the imperial court, she seemed to hear the man's voice echoing in her ears: "Baby, I will take you to a place...Baby, look at how many girls' hearts you have broken. "

She thought she had buried those things well, but when she stepped into the same place today, the past that was about to wither began to grow wildly like mushrooms after rain.

She poured the cold yellow liquid into her mouth cup after cup. After her rebirth, she drank it several times. The alcohol capacity of this body is much greater than that of Ning Cuo Cuo back then.

Yang Zheng grabbed her hand, watched her desperately pouring wine into her mouth, and saw that although she was smiling, even the brows were sad, he understood that she had something on her mind and was looking for an excuse to drink.

And he himself fulfilled her excuse, he began to regret not stopping her earlier: "You are drunk, stop drinking."

Su Singer glanced at him lazily: "How do you know I'm drunk?"

Yang Zheng smiled helplessly, and imitated her childishly stretching out a few fingers in front of her eyes: "Then do you know what it is?"

Su Singer looked at him contemptuously, then suddenly giggled, covered his face with one hand and pointed to his raised finger and said disdainfully: "Silly hat, you are so funny, you dare to shake two small wooden sticks in front of my sister!" Prestige, let alone two, just bring a toothpick, and my sister can count them for you."

Yang Zheng was speechless, looking up to the sky and sighing: "Okay, I'm really drunk."

It seems that he has decided on the flower protector for today. Su Xinge staggered forward like a yangko dancer. He struggled to get free with his body bent, always wanting to rush towards the stage in the crowd.

Yang Zheng's friend Xu Zhou happened to come over and saw his friend dragging a drunken beautiful woman, so he hurried up and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Oh, buddy, good luck, this girl is pretty enough, It's cheap for you kid."

Yang Zheng didn't have time to explain to him that Su Singer was drunk, and he was almost unable to hold back, but Xuzhou would not let him go: "Don't go, do you want to help me, where do you want to go? you say."

Yang Zheng couldn't help it, knowing his friend's temperament, he would definitely not be able to leave without making it clear: "I know it, don't talk nonsense, it happened."

The music was too loud, Xuzhou couldn't hear his words clearly, so he leaned in front of Yang Zheng and asked him loudly what he said. When Yang Zheng turned his head and repeated to him, a person rushed out from behind and ran into them, releasing Su Xin in the confusion. grid hand.

Su Singer walked unsteadily, stumbled and was squeezed several times, and finally couldn't stabilize his body and fell behind him.

Yi Nanchen glanced at the drunken woman lying on his chest and clutching the shirt in front of him without a gloomy expression. He hated women pretending to be crazy and throwing themselves into their arms while drinking. He had seen too many such tricks.

(End of this chapter)