Danmei Flying Bird

The DJ on the stage played discs ecstatically, the rumbling music seemed to blow the roof directly into the sky, and the raging enthusiasm swept the night and turned the world upside down.

Zhou Qing stood silently in this deafening carnival. Everyone was fascinated, and one person was awake alone. A walker who seemed to see through all the strange things seemed particularly out of place.

He loathed Rose's surroundings.

It's not that he hasn't been to social occasions, and he has also become a frequent visitor to the bar with Qiao Boling.It's just that the husband went to the bar in the clubhouse.Occasionally, the western-style quaint room is noisy, but it's just a crowd of visitors, all of whom are noisy in the same space, killing each other.There is very little shouting there, and most of the time, the music player is playing soothing jazz, and the mambo dance is the most enthusiastic rhythm, allowing gentlemen in suits and leather shoes and ladies with exquisite makeup to sway happily and freely.

In Zhou Qing's definition, a bar was once synonymous with a coffee shop. It was a cozy room wrapped in warm and fragrant fragrances, where people could take a nap, rather than a place where dazzling lights and demons danced wildly.

This place is not a bar, it can only be called a nightclub.

Talking basically depends on roaring, walking basically depends on rubbing, and the money is spent a lot if you don't drink enough.

Zhou Qing couldn't drink the wine in the nightclub, but in fact, he also couldn't drink the kind of Mr.What he understands is that he and his comrades have a bottle of Baigan, bite off the metal bottle cap with their teeth, touch one, and blow on the bottle.That was his rare indulgence.He doesn't like drinking, but he never disappoints when he is with his comrades.

Unintentionally bumped from behind, he stood on both feet, but half of his body swayed, and he didn't move half a step.Turning his head to look, it was one of Qiao Miaoxi's companions, a lady surnamed Li, whose name I really can't remember.He also felt that there was no need to remember.

The girl held a bottle of wine in each hand and handed over a bottle, with a teasing smile on her slightly tipsy face.

Zhou Qing didn't answer, but pulled out his hand from his trouser pocket and shook the car key on his finger.

The girl leaned back and laughed loudly, she didn't know what she said, and the laughter was lost in the roaring music.But her body movements are clear enough.

Zhou Qing cleverly turned his body sideways, avoiding the woman's closeness, and shouted loudly: "Be careful when walking in high heels."

The woman smiled slyly and didn't say much.Suddenly, many hands climbed up from the side and entangled Zhou Qing.

Unexpectedly, he still maintained the posture with his hands in his pockets, letting those elaborately decorated fingertips wander around his chest and neck with ulterior motives, and his smile was polite and formulaic.

The woman frowned involuntarily.

At that time, Qiao Miaoxi squeezed over with his new drinking buddies, and his words were full of deliberate ridicule: "Xiao Zhou is very popular!"

Zhou Qing was tall and straight, and he stood out among a group of young people. It was inevitable for him to be condescending, so he nodded slightly and reminded: "Miss, it's already past twelve o'clock."

Qiao Miaoxi was not without arrogance: "Qiao's house has no gate control."

Zhou Qing smiled: "I understand. Miss, have fun!"

Qiao Miaoxi's complexion darkened, and she suddenly let go of her new friend, pulled the arm of her female companion surnamed Li, and said capriciously: "Unhappy, change places!"

I originally planned a "fairy dance" show, but I happened to meet a master who was good at four or two tricks. He saw the tricks and changed the tricks so that he could not change. Even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, I walked around Mount Tai. Qiao Miaoxi was naturally happy Can't get up.Not only unhappy, but also angry.When he came out, he complained to his teammates all the way: "Who are you looking for? You still claim to be busy doing things! A bunch of noobs! Waste!"

Li Qian was also upset: "Little elder brother is not looking right! There is no response to such a touch, don't be a husband!"

Qiao Miaoxi grabbed her hand and pinched her suddenly, her facial features huddled together: "No reaction at all?"

"Oh, oh, what are you screwing me for? There is no movement from the bottom, if it is not the husband, then it must be the father-in-law."

"Fart! Even Xianggong can't resist the physiological reflex. He can still be hard when he is asleep!"

"You're useless to popular science with me. Hey, is he really not like a can?"

Qiao Miaoxi stomped her feet in annoyance: "The devil knows! I haven't taken it apart to see it."

Suddenly there was a silence in the ears, and it seemed that he had descended to the world along the stairs extending to the ground.The summer night wind carried heavy water vapor, and it fluttered uncomfortably on the human face, making it feel sticky.

Without Qiao Miaoxi's instructions, Zhou Qing picked up the car from the nearby parking lot and picked it up by the side of the road, keeping the air conditioner on.He opened the rear car door for Qiao Miaoxi, but Qiao Miaoxi didn't go up, curled her lips and said in a dispirited way: "You go back first!"

Zhou Qing didn't move either, and still asked neither humble nor overbearing: "Where is Miss going?"

Qiao Miaoxi clicked her tongue: "If I tell you to go back, go back."

"I'll send the miss."

"roll!"

Zhou Qing didn't want to get lost, he stuck to Qiao Miaoxi's eyes unswervingly and acted as a thorn in her side.

"My duty is to bring you home safely at last."

Qiao Miaoxi frowned: "Your duty is to clarify your identity and understand what people say."

"My identity is a driver and a bodyguard, and I listen to my employer."

"I am your employer."

"No!" Zhou Qing straightened up, with a solemn expression, "Mr. Qiao is the one who pays me. I only have him as an employer. The task he gave me is to take you home safely. This is my duty."

Obviously, Qiao Miaoxi had never seen Zhou Qing's determination and rebellious spirit.Therefore, he was not only surprised by the clarity of his words, but also surprised that he was not a philistine who Vino flattered.No, of course he is a small person, with an ordinary background and ordinary experience, youth is his only capital, and it is difficult to outline a magnificent peak in the prospect of life.But it was such a strange move by such a person that really caught Qiao Miaoxi by surprise.

She couldn't help thinking of Tang Yingshan's meaningful comment earlier: "Qingqing will only be bought by money when he wants to be bought by money!"

At this moment, Qiao Miaoxi understood in a daze the words that sounded illogical.

Suddenly, she pounced on Zhou Qing, forcing him to lean against the carriage, holding his lower abdomen harshly with her hands, her eyes sharp.

"What are you trying to do with my brother?" Her fingertips slowly slid down the chain of her trousers, "Money? Or people?"

Zhou Qing's whole body tensed up and he took a breath.