After the car overturned, she became a heartthrob and fell into the trap of crazy criticizing Shura

The two of them found a semi-circular booth at a relatively remote location and sat down. The strong smell of alcohol in the air seemed to make Ruan Xueqing drunk.

She looked at the few actual photos on the drink list, and the rest were all words she didn't understand, and she couldn't help but frown.

"Whatever you want to drink, honey."

"Lemon juice."

She can't get drunk, she still has to do business.

Zhou Yi poured some lemon juice for Ruan Xue, and then asked the waiter for a cup of Camus V50P brandy.

He found the girl leaning on his shoulder, her cheeks as pink as a ripe peach, rubbing her head.

There was an unknown smile in the deep voice, "You're drunk without even taking a sip?"

Ruan Xueqing was indeed a little dizzy. She raised her little face and glared at him, "Why don't you just lean on me? Do you want me to sit across the Milky Way from you?"

Just after six o'clock, the dim yellow floor lights in the bar were turned off on time, and the light suddenly dimmed.

They were far away from the stage, and occasionally a pink-purple beam of light would sweep across them diagonally. The rest of the time, it felt like the light in a movie theater was no different.

Ruan Xueqing looked at the men and women conversing at several tables in front of her. They leaned over and whispered in their ears. Some of them looked at each other and smiled. They all looked at each other's lips and kissed each other.

The intensity made her shrink her shoulders, and she must not get angry with these two people in front of her.

"Ayi, are you sure you brought me to a music bar? Don't bully me. I'm an uneducated person and can't read."

"If you don't like it, we'll go back."

Ruan Xueqing looked down at the whiskey in his glass that he had just taken two sips of, "Let's finish the wine first."

She bent over to reach for the wine glass on the table, and a fair and slender waist gleamed into the other person's sight. The slightly concave waist ridge was particularly sexy, and she handed the wine glass to her face and took a sip.

The wine is delicate in quality, with a light jasmine aroma mixed with sweet fruity aroma, flowing down the throat.

The spicy taste in the mouth made Ruan Xueqing frown and handed the amber-dyed wine glass to the other party, "Lemon juice is better."

"How delicious lemon juice can be."

Seeing Zhou Yi raising his eyebrows in confusion, Ruan Xueqing replaced her cup with his own and allowed him to continue, "Feed me."

She looked at her predecessor's handsome eyebrows and starry eyes. She wondered if it was the drumbeat of the music that was causing trouble. Her heartbeat was beating faster and faster, and she put the rim of the cup to her lips.

"Don't feed me like this."

Only then did Ruan Xueqing understand what Zhou Yi meant. Anyway, it was so dark that they couldn't see who was sitting there unless they looked carefully, so she took a sip of lemon juice and kissed them immediately.

Zhou Yi rolled//hot She instantly opened her lips /feng/qiao, and the lemon juice in her mouth overflowed from between her lips and teeth.

It flowed down the girl's slender and elegant neckline and dyed the collar.

The aroma of alcohol and lemon hooks//chan,

Ruan Xueqing was pressed against the back of the sofa by her shoulders, while Zhou Yi half supported his arms and put a little weight on her.

The fire was burning, but the location was not quite right.

"A Yi——"

The girl in her arms cried out, her red and translucent lips shining like a layer of honey, "This can't work."

Zhou Yi thought she was rejecting him, and most of the anger that rushed to his head disappeared.

However, his hand was held by the other party and caressed her hand gently, "Go back and continue."

The string that had been tense in his mind for several days suddenly broke. He turned his head suddenly and cursed in a low voice, feeling that his pants were bearing an undue burden.

How can you walk down the street with such a swagger?

"I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be back in ten minutes."

"what?"

Ruan Xueqing asked confusedly, "Just ten minutes?"

"?" Zhou Yi suddenly made her laugh angrily, "I'm just going to calm down."

"Don't provoke me, or you'll be unable to get out of bed for three days and three nights, baby."

Ruan Xueqing said nothing. After all, she believed this. According to his age... Zhou Yi should be considered in his prime.

She watched the figure disappearing around the corner, and drank lemonade without interest. Within two minutes, she found a long shadow covering her, and when she looked up, she saw a strange-looking man.

He stood very close, far beyond the normal social distance. He had a very gentle smile on his face, and seemed to be greeting her in a friendly way.

Ruan Xueqing cautiously distanced herself and failed to communicate in English, so she could only wave with him with an awkward smile.

I wonder if the little trick of refusing/receiving is also popular here. The more she refuses, the more the man likes her. The look in his eyes with intrusion is extremely uncomfortable.

In the end, he directly grabbed her with his hands, and the force was frightening.

Ruan Xueqing couldn't say anything except 'thank you', her eyes were red like a frightened rabbit.

"Ayi!!"

Zhou Yi vaguely heard Ruan Xueqing's cry for help. As soon as he came back, he saw a scene that was shocking. The man cursed loudly. The unpleasant moment made him lose control.

He directly kicked the person onto the platform, stepped on his chest, and groaned in pain that was uncontrollable.

Then he took the man's hand that had touched Ruan Xueqing and folded it back. The entire wrist bone was directly dislocated, and a scream was heard over the loud music.

"If your mouth is unclean, I will sew it up for you. You don't need your hands."

Zhou Yi's light-colored eyes were filled with unstoppable rage, and he wished he could just cut off the opponent's hands, as well as those eyes used for sexual intercourse.

But Ruan Xueqing's slightly trembling voice brought her back to her senses.

He kicked the man like a rat crossing the street. Just as he was about to get up, he heard the girl scream, "Ayi, be careful!!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone rushing towards him from the left. Zhou Yi dodged the attack, but his leg on the edge of the table failed to dodge. A long gash was cut by the fruit knife in his hand, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

Ignoring the pain, he raised his leg and kicked the person out, falling onto the wine box beside him.

The crushed wine bottle fragments flew everywhere, attracting everyone's attention.

Bar security quickly arrived to stop the situation from spreading.

Ruan Xueqing almost burst into tears when she saw blood leaking out from the edge of Zhou Yi's scratched black pants, which was about to stick to the fabric.

As a result, as soon as he ran up to her, he put her in his arms and placed his warm lips on the girl's forehead, "Are you scared?"

She shook her head, holding back the tears in her eyes, and touched the mobile phone in Zhou Yi's trouser pocket, "What's the phone number of the hospital?"

In the end, Ruan Xueqing couldn't resist Zhou Yi, so she had to go back to the hotel, cut off the nearby pants material, and then treated the wound bit by bit. The pain made him gasp.

"I'll help you blow it if it hurts."

Fortunately, the wound was not too deep, but the long stretch across his leg was really shocking.

Ruan Xueqing put the medicine box next to the bedside table, her drooping face full of self-blame and regret. Zhou Yi's expression moved slightly, and he deliberately said to tease, "A hero saves a beauty, have you fallen in love with me?"

She pursed her lips and said, "You're still joking when you're hurt."

"This injury is not a problem, but it can easily affect my performance."

Zhou Yi's hand touched the flame tattoo on the side of his neck, and his casual tone was teasing, "It's a pity that I can't continue with my baby today."

Ruan Xueqing lowered her eyes and stared at the wound. She didn't know what she was thinking about. After a while, she said in a soft voice, "Why not."

Then he stretched out his hand and hooked it on the neckline of the person in front of him, his slightly raised eyes full of coquettishness.

"I will do it myself."