Passionate Devotion

Chapter 1503 1533 Who dares to fight with him, just slaughter! 4

The bartender watched her order as a girl who was very beautiful, and knocked on the table in front of her to remind her kindly.

"Miss, it's easy to be taken away by someone sleeping on the bar at night. I see this a lot. I don't know who fell asleep when I woke up. You should call your family to pick you up. I kindly remind you that you look pretty."

Who can bully her? She should burn high incense if she doesn't bully others.

Xing Luo waved his hand indifferently, his stomach was upset, and he felt a little nauseous.

The bartender took out the landline on the bar: "Miss, do you have your family's mobile phone number? I'll call one for you."

Xingluo stared at the red landline with loose eyes, and spit out a mobile phone number in his mouth uncontrollably.

Thoughts flooded like a tide.

Especially when alcohol is on the brain, the willpower is already weak. Those who can pretend to be strong on weekdays do not matter. At this moment, they are all disintegrated, and the brain is full of people, thinking about him crazily.

At such late nights, she would rather him come over and abuse her as fiercely as before, rather than pity herself alone in the bar, anyway, she was used to his arrogance every time he saw her.

In addition to the pain, it is actually more of the warmth of the two bodies entangled with each other.

Pain and happiness.

It's better than being tortured by thoughts alone.

"Hello, sir, your family is drunk in the bar. Come and pick her up. Otherwise, it's easy for a girl to have trouble." Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, the bartender said again : "Her name? I will ask later."

The bartender took the phone and asked Xingluo: "Miss, what is your name?"

Xingluo raised his head and uttered two words in a daze: "Xingluo."

Some looked at death as if they were at home, and drank people in their guts.

The bartender replied: "Sir, her name is Xingluo, is it your family?"

There, there was a pause.

"Sir, did you hear me? She was drunk and was alone in the bar. I was afraid she would be unsafe by herself."

But in exchange, it was a cold voice: "She is not my family. If she is drunk, she will die there!"

The bartender heard the merciless beep on the phone, and was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed, "Miss, is that your boyfriend? So scumbag boyfriend, let’s just give it up, what other friends do you have Number, let me call you another one."

Xingluo propped his eyelids, supported his chin, and hiccuped, "What did he say?"

"He said, let you die here."

Xingluo grumbled, continued to drink, and shook the cup in his hand. Therefore, this is a typical self-inflicted humiliation, thinking that if you are drunk in a dream, you can "see" him unscrupulously through abnormal channels. It seems that he She has no interest in having **** in her dreams.

Or, he has been hollowed out by his fiancée in the real world and has no energy to reward her.

Also, even when she is a tool for venting, she also depends on his schedule, not just because she wants to be. but,

Xingluo snatched the landline, and actively dialed the familiar number. After the phone rang three times, no one answered.

She didn't give up, beating again and again, not knowing how many times, her nose was sore the moment she finally connected.

Tears rolled out directly.

"Ye Ming."

Two words, confused, crying, and tried to put on a normal tone.

(End of this chapter)