Nouveau riche love story

The smell of cigarettes and wine mingled in the air, and the lights on the dance floor flickered.The explosive music beat the eardrums, and the scantily clad woman swayed her hot figure in it.

When the whistle sounded, there was an ambiguous atmosphere.Strong drumbeats, loud crowds, sexy and sexy women and young crazy men.There was clinking of glasses and uncontrollable howling.

Wang Xiaochen frowned, sitting on a corner of the sofa, exuding an aura that no strangers should enter, trying to drive away the turbulent girl and the narrow-waisted buttocked boy.

Sitting next to him was a man wearing a big wild wolf mask, shaking the wine glass in his hand, crossing his legs, and watched him quietly for a few minutes with great interest.

Wang Xiaochen's picture of a girl from a good family falling into a bandit's den made him feel very interesting.

It's a pity that the expression of preferring death to obedience is too heavy, and the men and women who approached him all refused, and it became a bit boring after a long time.

"They won't eat you, why do you have this expression?"

Wang Xiaochen turned his head, and what he saw was Shang Yunjie's black shirt with two buttons unbuttoned, revealing a large chest.He moved his neck uncomfortably, obviously suffering enough in this nightclub.

"Good brother, I brought you here to play, not to make you suffer." Shang Yunjie put his arm on the back of his neck and said.

"Probably, this place is not suitable for me."

"Okay then, wait for me a little longer, I'll go home when I've had enough fun." The person who was speaking had already flashed into the crowd of men and women.

Wang Xiaochen's eyes followed the figure eagerly, but in the end he couldn't bear the flow of people and lost it.

Ten minutes later, a wine-red curly and coquettish beauty came up to him with a wine glass, "Handsome guy, you are alone~"

Wang Xiaochen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he pulled his arm out of the beauty's hand calmly, "Two."

The coquettish beauty smiled, and the corner of her mouth curled into a smile that would make most men lose half their body, "Do you still have friends? Where are they? Why didn't I see them?"

The waiter brought a glass of low-alcohol fruit wine and put it on the marble table, "Sir, this is the wine that Shang Shao ordered for you."

The beauty smiled enthusiastically, twisting her waist and stepping on a stiletto heel of more than ten centimeters, her long and slender legs wrapped in black silk were directly attached to Wang Xiaochen's jeans.

"Little brother, my name is Rose. I heard that you are Shang Shao's younger brother. Your brother asked me to accompany you."

Wang Xiaochen dodged uncomfortably, he was not a restless Liu Xiahui, but red roses that were as flamboyant as fire and full of fragrance were really not his type.

If the person sitting next to her was a pure and innocent lady in fluttering white clothes, and she didn't make any moves, it would probably make him blush and heartbeat.

Wang Xiaochen was a little thankful for the big wild wolf mask on his face, which could barely cover his embarrassment.

Rose is not very old, but she is an "old man" in this scene. She is used to seeing men, and after a few words, she knows who can hook up and what is worthless.

At present, this is obviously a difficult problem, otherwise, it would not take much effort to get that cup of drink called Rose Heart.

Hands with beautifully dyed nails brought the beautiful red cocktail that the waiter put down just now, and delivered it to Wang Xiaochen.

"Little brother, let me have a glass of wine with you at least, and I have to work, right? In this way, after we have a drink, I will leave, so that I can be a good man."

Wang Xiaochen didn't know the rules of their business, but it was hard to get along with a girl who was too ugly, so he had to pick up the wine and drink it all down.

Rose smiled satisfied, and took out a room card out of nowhere, "This is the room upstairs that Shang Shao called. If you are tired, you can go and rest first, and make sure no one disturbs you."

Wang Xiaochen nodded, the noisy environment here gave him a headache, and he couldn't find Shang Yunjie, so he simply took his room card and went upstairs to rest.

Mr. Chen, who was wearing a leopard print shirt on the dance floor, was having fun at the moment.

"Ah Zheng, the old rules, all the new wine is served once, and the girls drink with brother."

There are two servings of wine, one for the girls, one for Chen Nuo to drink by himself, and a dozen glasses of colorful wine are served on the table. Before that, he had blown five bottles by himself.

The white and considerate man was unwilling, he tossed his body like this, so he came over to persuade him.

"Xiao Nuo, go home, today is almost the same."

Chen Nuo shook off his hand with a drunken look on his face, "It's almost there, there are still these, no, no waste."

"When are you going to play until you are willing to go home?"

"Of course I finish drinking these wines~" He said, lifting a beautiful wine glass, sipping carefully, looking at this posture, this master can drink these ten glasses of wine for three or four hours.

The white-shirted man quickly estimated the wine, and added the alcohol content of the previous five bottles, his brows were furrowed.

He sat beside Chen Nuo, snatched the cup from his hand without saying a word, took a gulp, and then quickly finished the rest.

"Can I go home now?"

Chen Nuo sniffed his nose, his angry fox mask covered his expression, he gritted his teeth and cursed, turned around and left Miu Miu's door without looking back.

The white and considerate man didn't follow. He has a low acceptance of alcohol, and he has to vomit every time he finishes drinking for Chen Nuo.

When Rose saw him coming, she knew that today would be such a result. According to the old rules, she got the room card for him, and sent the card up when Chen Nuo left.

"Mr. Chen, your room card."

The man in the white mask thanked her, and went upstairs with his card in his hand, at a faster pace, he always wanted to maintain his dignity before the onset of alcohol.

Room 406 is where he lives most often. He swipe his card to enter the door, but the lights are not turned on. He is about to rush into the bathroom to vomit.

I don't know what happened today, the alcohol got on my head very quickly, but I couldn't spit it out at all.After tossing for a long time, I just retched a few times.

He came out of the bathroom a little dizzy, turned on the light in the hallway, and walked in. At this point, he really needed to lie down on the bed.

But, why is there someone lying on his bed?He felt that alcohol probably got on his head, he shook his head, and when he looked closely, there was still a person lying down.