nice to drive

After drinking for three rounds, He Qing was almost bored to death.

After a few days of warming up, he was suddenly beaten to pieces by his thoughtless sentence, although he didn't think there was anything wrong with that sentence "don't touch it randomly".

Damn, did this sentence hit the G spot?

This is good, he went back to An An and slept soundly, and he got drunk at the bar, and even blew up half a pot.

If it hadn't been for Lan Zhou who came to stop him just now, it is estimated that this pot will be eaten, and there is no need to continue playing later, and he will just overturn the car.

The consequence of drinking too much is that the mind is not clear. He Qing just slumped on the golden velvet sofa with half-drowned eyes, humming a few words, and Lan Zhou took the coat to cover her body.

A group of people next to them came over with dice and foreign wine and wanted to join them, but Lan Zhou declined politely, saying that there is still a drunk here, and he can't take care of it when he gets too excited.

Lan Zhou was dancing happily, seeing that He Qing was really on top, she leaned over and asked him: "Do you want to open a room? You can't go home like this."

Who knew that He Qing was more than just on the head, only heard the first half of the sentence, and slapped Lanzhou's neck with a paw: "I treat you as a brother...you fucking..."

Lanzhou: "..."

The dance floor here was having a good time, and many people leaned against each other, leaning on each other's waist and twisted up. He Qing saw someone coming to join the table, frowning and irritated, grabbed his coat and covered his face.

There will be more things in the bar as soon as he is involved, and one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Before He Qing could recover, the deafening music made his scalp tingle, his head was heavy and he couldn't open his eyes, and the coat that was covering his head was suddenly lifted off.

He Qing felt a chill in her head, and cursed in a low voice: "Who the hell..."

I saw a man sitting on the sofa next to him, leaning on him, so that He Qing raised his chin, and couldn't hide.

This man looked about the same age as He Qing, with shoulder-length hair, pale complexion, and rather delicate appearance, but He Qing was drunk now, so he couldn't recognize who it was, only felt that someone was so pale in front of him Like a ghost, or a female ghost.

I have seen many people, this person's eyes are full of intentions, congratulating him unhappily, he frowned and said: "Who are you?"

The man squinted his eyes, and smiled contrivedly: "Young Master He, I, my cousin pushed it for you!"

This is a strong smell of Momo Tantan, is there such a person beside Fengtang?

He Qing thought about it carefully for a long time but didn't realize it. Seeing him leaning close to him, she pushed her backhand: "Don't come so close to me..."

As if he couldn't understand the words, the more he pushed the man, the more he became more energetic, and he put his hand on He Qing's thigh and rubbed it back and forth for a while: "What should I do if I don't get close?"

Fuck...I still want to ask Fengtang how to do things, where is Lanzhou?

He Qing looked up, Lan Zhou had already gone to the dance floor, the man looked at him, and smiled again: "Young Master He, my cousin is angry with Young Master Lan... Look, it's your fault Shall we go to the Ritz-Carlton by car, or make a living and go upstairs to the Yiyi?"

This is the first time I met such a straightforward person, He Qing just felt dizzy, and asked the Ritz-Carlton Hotel or Yiyi, not afraid of being followed by others, and wanted to drive her own car. Can outsiders drive that car casually? !

Bearing impatience on the face, He Qing didn't bother to care about it, he was really drunk, and panting, he called this man to use his mobile phone to call Fengtang.

He was wearing a thin sweater, and his chest rose and fell, making the man's eyes straight.

He Qing glanced at him and looked at the phone.

I didn't expect this brother to save his mobile phone number as soon as he unlocked it, but he was really conscious.

The Fengtang over there had just made a phone call, but He Qing immediately asked him to blame: "What did you do!"

Feng Tang knew that Young Master He's celebration banquet could not be delayed tonight, he was rushing here after finishing some things, he answered the congratulatory call while driving, looked around the vehicle, looked around for traffic surveillance cameras, he was so nervous very.

He knew that He Qing was not happy for offending him, so he comforted him: "Oh, Qing'er, don't reject...Xiao Xia is quite clean, and she doesn't have to go to bed, just ask him to chat with you..."

"Talking about Nima! He just asked me whether Ritz-Carlton or Yiyi!"

"Li, Ritz Carlton..."

Hearing that he really gave some advice, He Qing almost died of rage, she grabbed the phone tightly and yelled, "Why? You have a fucking commission?"

Feng Tang's neck stalked: "I have a card!"

He Qing was so angry that she pressed the phone, feeling her mind cleared up a little, and looked at Xiao Xia with a sullen face: "You go."

Xiao Xia was taken aback, with an aggrieved expression on her face: "Ah? Young Master He, I..."

He Qing was still a little dazed, and after groping on the sofa for a long time, he found Lan Zhou's coat, took out 1000 yuan, and put it in Xiao Xia's hand: "Take a taxi back, or you Get a room upstairs...don't bother me."

Xiao Xia blinked: "I don't look good?"

I heard that young master He was at Jiuyan Bridge today, and my cousin yelled in the wechat group again. He came here by taxi from the west gate, so he ran into young master He, and he was drunk and placed an order. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how can it be gone if it is gone?

Didn't my cousin say that he wanted to let Shao He see the world?

"no,"

He Qing gritted her teeth, and decided to go all out: "I like the kind that has muscles, especially MAN, and is a bit older than me... the older ones, and the tough ones, do you understand?"

Damn, Xiao Xia was so shocked, she opened her mouth and muttered, "Young Master He likes that kind of 0..."

0?Should and will that kind, 0?

Already drunk, with a little courage and a sense of justice, He Qing stared at Xiao Xia, took another bottle of wine on the table and bit off the lid, and said softly, "You can't satisfy me."

He Qing has always boasted that her skin is thicker than the corner of the city wall, but she was a little shy when she said this.

Xiao Xia understood this sentence, stood up with a "huh", grabbed the windbreaker she had taken off from the sofa, patted it twice, and bowed again and again: "Young Master He, there is no need for you not to play with me. Just kidding like this...just say it..."

I rolled my eyes in my heart, He Qing's eyes were half hazy, and I took a sip of wine, who the hell is joking with you?

"Then, then I'll go first, you play slowly!"

Taking three steps at a time, Xiao Xia stretched out her hand and scratched away the dancing crowd beside her, and slipped away as if fleeing.

He Qing thought to herself, finally, it was quiet.

He blew a bottle by himself, covered his head with his coat again, and was about to sleep for a while, but the phone in his pocket was ringing violently, he wiped his hair irritably, and slipped away to answer it.

Fengtang over there roared wildly: "Qing'er, are you cruel enough? You fucking don't want to leave me with a word of mouth..."

Feng Tang said that he was going to Jiuyan Bridge, and was about to ask Xiao Xia how he was, but Xiao Xia called and cried, crying like a pear blossom with rain: "Cousin! What do you mean? Are you playing?" me!"

When He Qing heard Fengtang's yelling, she laughed angrily: "You still dare to find me a cannonball? Return word of mouth, do you want me to find you a face, and you treat me as hungry?"

……

Pressing the speed limit all the way, I ran from the Second Ring Elevated Road, passed through the underpass tunnel and turned into Jiuyanqiao Street, and Ying and Jiang arrived at their destination.

He has long passed the age of going to bars, and besides, he used to play clubs and nightclubs every day in Beijing, and the scene was not at the same level as the bars that young people play now.

Jiuyan Bridge is such a large area, and there are many bars, looking for congratulations one by one, isn't it like looking for a needle in a haystack?

He directly stopped a passerby, and his action was a little hasty, which startled the male student.

Ying Yujiang took out his mobile phone and clicked on the small congratulatory video. Fortunately, he could see the background of the sake bar, so he asked, "Student, which bar is this?"

Looking at his face, the male student seemed to be frightened, and shrank his neck and replied, "Like, like M4, but it's best to go and see that one..."

Ying Yujiang nodded in thanks, followed the male student's direction without looking back, and walked into the street. His legs were long and he walked fast, his face was sharp, and he had an icy aura a few meters away. Many people saw him They all automatically moved aside.

There was no one in M4, so Ying and Jiang came out to look for it again. After a while, he searched around the bars, but he didn't see any sign of He Qing.

There are still a few bar gathering places in Jiuyanqiao, but they are a bit scattered. He had to drive to find them, so he walked back to the side of the road where he parked, lit the fire, and didn't even have time to catch his breath.

Ying Yujiang looked at the rearview mirror and was about to back out the car, when he saw in the rearview mirror, at the door of a convenience store, there was a man under the streetlight, helping He Qing out.

The man was about the same height as He Qing, and he looked young. He put his arms around He Qing's waist, and he looked very intimate, and he must have drunk a little. The two hugged each other, holding a mobile phone in their hands, and there was music playing , It is estimated that it is playing some song.

I can vaguely hear the man holding his wrist in congratulations and shouting: "Qing'er is awesome!"

He Qing drooped her head and walked unsteadily, so she cheered up and said, "Fengtang is even better!"

Ying Yujiang thought, that man must be Fengtang, and he was relieved.

When he opened the door and got out of the car, Fengtang shouted again: "Qing'er! Cannon King of Wuhou District!"

Stretching out his hand to make a "five", Ying and Jiang saw He Qing and replied in a daze: "It's Wucheng District, Wucheng District..."

It should be painful to beat the forehead and temples.

……

Fengtang was still clear-headed and knew what he was doing. After helping He Qing, who was drinking to death, out of the bar, he went to the convenience store to buy two glasses of mineral water, and the two of them drank together on the side of the road.

He has been with He Qing for so many years, and he has never seen this person drink like this, but fortunately, he is not the kind of person who is really drunk and crazy. If he leaves it alone, he should be quite obedient, and he is the type who sleeps honestly.

But it's impossible for him to ignore He Qing. If He Qing grows up like this, if someone hits and eats it, regardless of gender, it's afraid that it will cause a bloody storm.

It's too messy here, and it's almost enough to play around.

He took the car keys and walked to his orange Bentley Bentayga SUV parked on the side of the road. He kicked the door, but he couldn't open it and planned to kick it a second time, but was stopped by the driver who had been waiting for a long time.

"Sir, sir, I, I am the driver you called half an hour ago..."

Fengtang said "oh", handed over the car keys, took out 500 yuan from his bag and put it in his hand, and smiled drunkenly: "It's delayed."

He was about to stuff the congratulations on his body into the back seat, when he saw a man with a windy figure walking towards the side of the Mercedes-Benz G that was parked across the road.

That is should and will.

Although he has never seen such a character, he has also seen this brother's one-to-one cut humanoid paper in Heqing's little Ferrari, and the impression is too deep.

He was startled, and quickly tried his best to stuff He Qing in, but anyway, He Qing was about 1.8 meters tall, so he couldn't force it in if he didn't cooperate.

Seeing that Ying and Jiang were approaching, Fengtang looked at each other, and there was a fierce exchange of eyes from afar, and they were about to speak when they heard He Qing's "嗤", stood up straight, and pointed at Ying and Jiang. The car that was about to park opposite yelled: "Fuck! Look, the big G with four doors open!"

Fengtang: "..."

Should and will: "..."

He Qing: "It's so fucking beautiful!"

It suddenly occurred to Fengtang that He Qing especially despises his orange Bentley Bentayga SUV... This kind of person loves cars like his life...

As a result, I couldn't think about it carefully, and just now I had an ominous premonition in my heart, He Qing really broke free from his shackles, facing Fengtang, and said in his mouth: "Look at others and then at you, I won't sit on your seat!"

Ying Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, and reached out to embrace He Qing very naturally.

He Qing squinted her eyes at Ying and Jiang, and her brain ached from seeing it. She blinked her eyes hard a few times, but she couldn't see the man's face clearly, as if it was covered by a layer of fog.

He could only vaguely see a tall figure, which made him feel particularly safe.

Of course, Fengtang didn't let him go, He Qing was drunk and handed it over to him, isn't this a clear sign of a sheep going into a tiger's mouth?

Both of them pulled He Qing but didn't dare to force it.

After almost half a minute of stalemate, Ying and Jiang spoke.

"You ask He Qing, who is he going with?"

Fengtang's face twitched, and just as he was about to speak, he saw He Qing throw him away, took out the McLaren key from his pocket and held it in his hand, strode past Ying Yujiang directly, Without even looking at them, he stood beside the cab of the big Mercedes-Benz G.

Take the McLaren key and press the button to unlock it.

He pressed it for a long time, but he didn't push it open. The congratulations may be in a hurry. He raised his hand and wanted to pull the car door handle. Suddenly, a force behind him pulled him into a heat source, which was hot and strong.

Fengtang just watched helplessly, his He Xiaochunqing was being embraced by Yingyu on the main road, wrapping his arms around the waist of this person.

I saw He Qing tilted her head, and a not-so-strong smell of alcohol sprayed all over Ying Yu's neck: "Who the hell are you?"

Fengtang: "..."

Should and will: "..."

I'm too lazy to talk to him, seeing He Qing like this, Fengtang can't pull him away, Ying Yujiang hesitated for a while, opened the passenger door, fastened He Qing's seat belt, got out of the car and walked to Fengtang.

Ying Yu felt helpless, he didn't expect his first confrontation with Fengtang to be so interesting.

Ying Yujiang said seriously: "Hello, I am Ying Yujiang from Pangu."

Fengtang nodded lazily, and sneered: "Where can you send him? To open a room?"

Ying Yujiang replied without changing his face, "Go back to my house."

Hearing this, Feng Tang glared angrily just now, Ying Yujiang said again: "I have a younger brother, you know that."

Feng Tang thought of what He Qing had said to him, and after thinking about it, he felt that this person should not be so beastly, so his attitude eased a little, and his head hurt badly, and he said, "Give me your home address. I'll come to congratulate you early."

So the two exchanged phone numbers, and after Ying and Jiang gave Fengtang their home address, they turned around and got into his big Mercedes-Benz G that He Qing recognized as a car but not as a person.

There are so many Mercedes-Benz big Gs in Chengdu, next time He Qing is drunk and wants to see them, then he must run away with them.

Thinking of this, Ying Yujiang turned his face to look at He Qing, who was panting with his eyes closed, his face was flushed, and his eyelashes looked extraordinarily long in the dark.

He sighed, calmed down, lit the fire, and drove home with congratulations.

Along the way, he had to look at the traffic lights, the pedestrians and the road, and he also had to look at He Qing. He was afraid that he would jump up and touch his center console or open the door.

However, fortunately, when He Qing got into the car, he locked the door.

Seeing that Feng Tang drank a lot, if He Qing followed him back to Feng's house, how could Feng Tang have the energy to take care of He Qing?I'm afraid the two children fell asleep together in a pile.

Halfway through the drive, the train was moving so hard the past few days that the car was almost out of gas. Ying and Jiang looked at a Shell gas station next to him, turned on the turn signal, and leaned into the gas station.

As soon as the car stopped, and the incandescent lights in the gas station made eyelids hurt, He Qing slowly opened his eyes, dimly, and it was impossible to tell whether he was still drunk or woke up a lot.

Ying and Jiang also slowly drove the car to the oil level of 98#, not wanting to wake up He Qing, but the starting sound would be loud when driving out later.

The staff at the gas station watched it in the middle of the night. Such a big Mercedes-Benz G came in and sent someone to add it to him. They thought about adding 98# and it was a Mercedes-Benz G. They guessed that they were rich people, so they didn’t look at it. Seeing that the co-pilot was still sleeping, he asked loudly, "Sir, is it full?"

Ying Yujiang frowned, lowered his voice and said "Yes", took the wallet in the car, opened the trunk, and took out [-]: "Take another bottle of mineral water and put it in the trunk."

The worker took the money and went to get the oil pipe and water.

At this time, He Qing, who had her eyes closed, suddenly slowly supported the seat, leaned on her back, sat up, and said with a smile, "Brother... fill it up?"

Hearing his tone, Ying Yujiang didn't wake up yet, and hooked the corners of his lips: "Add seven hundred and fill it up."

He Qing squinted her peach blossom eyes halfway, and her upper body crossed the center console. She probably drank too much wine, and her voice was very hoarse: "How much do you add?"

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Ying and Jiang were taken aback, their breathing became a little messy, and they were about to speak to him.

He Qing's left hand was propped on the armrest box beside the seat, but at this moment her right hand was stretched out.

The gas station was well ventilated, but Ying and Jiang only felt that the air in the car had become stuffy at this moment. He lowered his eyes and stared at He Qing's hand with a hook in his eyes.

He Qing raised her index finger and lightly touched Ying Yujiang's lips with her fingertips: "This is from 93#."

Ying Yujiang's Adam's apple moved up and down, but he didn't dare to move anymore. His slightly rough fingertips were grinding hard on the leather cover of the steering wheel.

He Qing's right hand climbed onto Ying and General's strong chest again, and said in a deep voice, "This is from 97#."

In the next second, his hand slid down, and his fingertips reached Ying Yujiang's lower abdomen: "This is from... 98#."

Time in the car seemed to stand still for an instant, and the wind whistling outside the window could no longer reach the ears of the two of them.

Ying Yujiang almost exhausted all his strength to warn himself not to move, then hoarse and murmured: "He Qing, you are drunk."

This kid, it's fine if he doesn't recognize anyone when he's drunk, why is he still flirting.

Wanting to divert attention and keep his eyes from being locked on He Qing, Ying and Jiang looked up at the wall of the gas station outside the window, only to see four big words on the wall: No fireworks.

This is more than just fireworks.

He glanced at He Qing next to him again, and felt that although he hadn't been drinking, his brain was blown, as if he had been drunk.

Seeing that He Qing was still drunk, she pushed him so violently that Ying Yujiang's brain trembled, and said in a vicious voice, "Ying Yujiang...you are so boring."

Ying and Jiang were taken aback.

He still recognizes it.

(Wucheng District means Wuhou District, Jinniu District, Chenghua District, Jinjiang District and Qingyang District of Chengdu, which means the whole city.)