I'm not unlucky at all

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The bartender held his breath and stared at the two people who were about to kiss in front of his eyes. He swallowed saliva in his throat. He touched the goblet in his hand with a wave of his arm. The mouth of the cup shook and it was about to fall. bar counter.

Song Xing stretched out her hand to stop the goblet with sharp eyes, her cheek suddenly touched the man's lips that smelled of ice-cold wine.

Somewhat soft.

The bartender blushed and took the cup in Song Xing's hand, concealed the flash of emotion in his eyes, and said falteringly, "Thank you, thank you."

Song Xing pressed Song Wenlu's shoulders to stop the other party from continuing to lie on him, sat up from his seat, took a glass of ice water next to the bartender, stuffed it into the man's hand, and repeated: "Mr. Song, you drunk."

Song Wenlu squinted, the smile on his face faded, and he looked at Song Xing coldly.

"What is this?" He shook the glass in his hand, and the ice cubes hit the glass wall and made a crisp sound.

Song Xing paused and said, "Wine."

The bartender paused while he was mixing the drink, and just stared at the man with a cold expression, who looked sober and frighteningly sober, poured a glass of ice water into his stomach, and finally frowned and commented that the wine was not strong enough.

"Little gentleman, your wine." The bartender put two glasses of newly prepared wine in front of Song Xing.He hesitated for a while, then lowered his head and whispered to Song Xing, "There is a room specially prepared for guests on the third floor of the bar. This gentleman seems to be quite drunk tonight, and it seems inconvenient to act later. If Mr. Xiao is not picky about the location, You can take this gentleman upstairs to rest..."

After Song Xing drank the last two cups, she frowned and raised her eyes.

The bartender looked at him nonchalantly.

030 seemed to be dizzy with alcohol, his voice lingered in Song Xing's mind, and he said with a smile: "Xing Xing, why does this person twist his fingers like a little girl? I heard that human beings tend to let themselves go when they're drunk. Is he drunk too?"

"You're drunk." Song Xing rubbed his temples, thinking that the money for the drink hadn't been paid yet, so he asked the bartender, "Which room upstairs is free?"

He planned to settle the man down and go back to the hospital to check on Suhang's situation.

The bartender secretly glanced at the man sitting quietly in the seat, then looked at Song Xing's small body, scratched his head and said with a smile: "There should be quite a lot of vacant rooms on the third floor, Mr. Xiao, how about I help you get the man out?" Send it up?"

Song Xing nodded: "Thank you."

"You're welcome!"

The bartender came out from the bar, his eyes fell on the man's slender and straight body, his eyes flashed with admiration, he bent down and whispered in the other's ear, "Sir, I'll help you upstairs." waist and hips.

It's just that before he could touch anyone, he heard a crisp click. The bartender clutched his dislocated wrist in pain. Before he had time to think, he was pushed out vigorously and fell to the ground hard.

Song Wenlu stepped on the bartender's chest, with dangerous signals flashing in his dark pupils, and said with a sullen face, "Who will allow you to touch me."

The handsome face of the bartender twisted into a ball in pain, and he said in a trembling voice: "Sir, yes, I'm sorry... I was wrong, I was wrong."

Song Xing looked at Song Wenlu sideways, and was about to stop him, when the man turned his head, looked at him indifferently and said, "Come here."

Song Xing didn't move. He heard the high-pitched screams of a frightened girl not far away, and said to Song Wenlu, "Mr. Song, you beat someone and scared the girl."

Song Wenlu squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an indifferent arc.

He let go of the bartender who fell to the ground in a panic, walked up to Song Xing, and leaned over to look at him: "So what? Or do you want to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

Song Xing took a step back, stared into his eyes and asked, "Mr. Song, who am I?"

Song Wenlu moved his lips and leaned close to Song Xing: "You are... a very annoying child."

The bar manager who came in a hurry saw the mess in front of the bar, his face was livid.

He was so angry that he wanted to ask the troublemaker for clarification, but when he saw the man's back for the first time, his expression changed.

Before anyone could help the bartender up, the manager slapped him: "Why don't you apologize to Mr. Song soon?"

The bartender shuddered, but did not dare to speak out in pain, and looked towards Song Wenlu cautiously with a pale face.

Song Wenlu turned his head coldly, and the bartender gave the other party a "fuck off" as soon as he apologized like a mosquito.

The bartender held back tears and rolled his eyes, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

The manager glanced at him, and couldn't help but shook his head. He thought that the new bartender was not good at reading people's eyes after all.

"Mr. Song, he's new here and doesn't mean to offend you." With a flattering smile on his face, the manager lit a cigarette for Song Wenlu and handed it over, "Why don't you see this, Mr. Song, your consumption at the bar tonight is all Put it on my account, you have beaten the left and right people, and you have the right to calm down."

Song Wenlu squinted his eyes, and after a while he said lazily, "Okay."

The manager looked at Song Xing cautiously again: "... I wonder who this gentleman is?"

Song Wenlu looked at Song Xing, turned his head to think for a while, then lowered his eyes and said, "He's mine."

Song Xing raised her eyes and denied, "I'm not."

The manager watched the two men staring at each other without giving in. He was shocked and didn't mention it. He just wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead with his hands, and didn't dare to say anything.

So 10 minutes later, the third floor of the bar.

The manager carefully pushed open the room with the most exquisite decoration, turned to smile at Song Xing behind Song Wenlu, and then handed the room card to the other party, "This is the room card, please keep it, Mr. Xiaolu."

"kindness."

The manager smiled again: "Mr. Song and Mr. Xiaolu can ring the bedside bell if you need anything. The service is available 24 hours a day. I'll go down first."

Song Xing nodded.

The manager hastily backed out.

On the other end, Song Wenlu stepped into the house like a lord inspecting his territory, and looked critically at the furnishings in the house.

The room is a couple's suite that the manager has carefully arranged for the two. There are romantic and fresh roses everywhere. In the middle is a heart-shaped wedding bed covered with rose petals. There is a shining glass mirror on the top of the bed. A dim yellow delicate chandelier hangs beside it.

Song Xing put the room card on the table, saw that Song Wenlu sat down on the bed ahead of time, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Where are you going?" Song Wenlu's voice sounded from behind, with some doubts.

Song Xing said, "I'll go to the hospital to see Suzhou and Hangzhou."

"You are not allowed to go back and see him!" Song Wenlu was stunned for a moment, and his tone suddenly became fierce.

As soon as Song Xing turned around, he was pulled back by the man's hand.

With the movement of leaning back, the two of them fell upside down on the big soft love bed.