Being petted by the old attack as a little cute

It’s been a long time since Li Jingjing went to the bar to have fun. For Li Jingjing’s mouth, it’s been a long time, which is about three or four days. When she entered the bar, she was like a runaway horse. She disappeared in a blink of an eye. The little sisters went dancing.

Zhang Ziyu found a sofa in the corner and sat down. The waiter came over and asked if he wanted wine, Zhang Ziyu refused and only wanted a glass of ice water.

Xu Feng ordered a glass of cold beer, opened it and drank half of it in one gulp.

Zhang Ziyu looked at his neck and frowned, "How are you and Teacher Luo?"

The relationship is unclear, but they live together and do things that couples do.

Xu Feng smiled embarrassingly, and gathered the collar of his shirt, but it couldn't cover up those small patches of pink, "Who knows what's the relationship? Anyway, I'm still young, and when Luo Ming gets old and has no strength, we will It doesn't matter anymore."

Xu Feng looked indifferent, and Zhang Ziyu probably guessed it in his heart.

Xu Feng should like Luo Ming, but because of the identities of the two of them before, and there must have been some things that separated Xu Feng's heart and Zhang Ziyu couldn't know about it, so Xu Feng would not admit that he liked Luo Ming even if he was beaten to death. Ming, just live in such a muddleheaded way, no one let go.

Both Zhang Ziyu and Jing Qiao were very strange, and they were not qualified to persuade Xu Feng.

Zhang Ziyu felt that he was only suitable for sharing bitterness with Xu Feng.

Xu Feng picked up the guitar beside him, stood up, and smiled brightly, "Are you coming?"

Looking at the dizzying colorful lights on the stage, Zhang Ziyu said softly, "Change the color of the lights."

After finishing speaking, he followed Xu Feng onto the stage, and the girl who was dancing the pole dance hurried down.Someone told them before that there will be people going on stage to sing during the time period from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening.

The light was changed to a soft warm yellow, shining on Zhang Ziyu's body, making him look warm and refreshed.

Xu Feng tried to pluck the strings. After not singing for a long time, Zhang Ziyu subconsciously cleared his throat and tuned at first.

Zhang Ziyu turned his head and glanced at Xu Feng. Xu Feng lowered his head slightly and played the guitar seriously. The soft music came from the strings. Zhang Ziyu lowered his eyebrows and held the microphone with his slender fingers. His voice was low and clear. And with a bit of aloofness.

The bar is not suitable for such a gentle song, but because the tone of the entire bar has changed, such music is more suitable.

Li Jingjing left her little sister behind, pushed through the crowd and stood at the place closest to Zhang Ziyu under the stage, with a fanciful face.

The people who were dancing wildly below also fell silent, and some people even sang along softly.

Zhang Ziyu and Xu Feng are good-looking, so they are very popular on many occasions. After all, it is still an era of looking at faces.

Zhang Ziyu hasn't sung for a long time, and he seldom even sang softly. This time, he sang four or five songs in one breath. He couldn't even breathe freely when he put his hand off the microphone. After a while, he and Xu Feng walked off the stage After walking down, there were deafening screams and applause below.

Since stepping down, Zhang Ziyu has rejected a total of six people who came to ask for contact information, and the other sneak glances are not counted for the time being.

Xu Feng was very happy to be teased by some young ladies.

He was broken. Although he no longer likes girls, it is still okay to talk to girls.

Xu Feng ran to drink with a girl, Zhang Ziyu saw that he was still within his sight, leaned on the sofa with peace of mind, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After a long while, Zhang Ziyu opened his eyes and took out his mobile phone from his bag. All the missed calls were displayed on the screen.

Aunt Su hit ten, Uncle Wang hit six, and Jing Qiao...twenty.

Zhang Ziyu's heart beat violently, and he was at a loss for what to do.

It showed on the phone that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. He didn't study late today, so he came to the bar after eight o'clock, but he didn't tell them that Uncle Wang should arrive at school at ten o'clock because he was afraid that Aunt Su would worry about it. , but no one was received.

No matter what Zhengchou told them, Uncle Wang called.

Zhang Ziyu hesitated for a moment, then accepted, "Uncle Wang..."

Uncle Wang let out an "ouch" over there, and said, "Young master, you finally answered the phone! I'm at the gate of your school. Is the young master still out of class?"

Zhang Ziyu was about to answer when Uncle Wang asked again: "Young master, why are you so noisy?"

No matter how dull Uncle Wang is, he also knew that Zhang Ziyu must not be at school now, so he asked in a low voice, "Where are you, young master? I'll come pick you up right away."

Zhang Ziyu wanted to talk, but Uncle Wang interrupted him suddenly, "Young master, wait a minute, Mr. Jing called me, and I told him that you are not at school, and I will pick you up right away, so he don't worry."

Hang up when you're done.

Zhang Ziyu was stunned for a while, his right eyelid twitched wildly, he opened the call log, and called Jing Qiao.

The female voice reminds the other party that they are talking.

Zhang Ziyu's heart turned cold for a moment.

Jing Qiao's defense is not humane, and he is not close to others, so Zhang Ziyu is worried that Jing Qiao will blame Li Jingjing and Xu Feng.

Li Jingjing came over just after she had finished high, and saw Zhang Ziyu frowning, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, let me tell you, you were so handsome singing just now. My little sisters all asked me for your contact information, but I didn't give it to you. I was afraid that Jingqiao would cut me off. You brought it, there is no way, you are so attractive, and I feel itchy." Every time Li Jingjing speaks, she is a long-winded speech, and then she goes further and further away, talking to herself, and she can do it by herself even if others ignore her. A lot of blah blah.

Zhang Ziyu stood up and said lightly, "I'm going to the bathroom."

In the mirror, Zhang Ziyu's cheeks were reddish. Although he hadn't been drinking, the bar smelled of alcohol, and Zhang Ziyu was still smelled of alcohol. His eyes were moist, his breath was lazy and casual, and his temperament and appearance were very eye-catching, like a mistake. The white deer that broke into the forest of monsters.

Even in the bathroom, there are peepers coming out.

After Zhang Ziyu washed his hands, he raised his hand and pulled out two paper towels beside him. When he looked up, he saw a person standing beside the sink.

Zhang Ziyu looked at it casually, and his face turned cold instantly.

Why is Li Shaoqin here?

Li Shaoqin was wearing a light green windbreaker, which made him look coquettish, with curly hair, provocative peach blossom eyes, looking at Zhang Ziyu with bone-chilling eyes.

With a cold face, Zhang Ziyu casually threw the paper towel into the trash can, his brows and eyes were indifferent, "What a coincidence?"

Zhang Ziyu couldn't get himself into trouble. This kind of person should like to see people at a loss, he would find it interesting.

Li Shaoqin approached Zhang Ziyu with a low and ambiguous voice, "Yes, it's a coincidence to meet you here."

Seeing Li Shaoqin getting closer and closer, a particularly excited expression appeared on his face, and his breathing became short of breath.

Zhang Ziyu frowned, took a step back, and looked unhappy, "Really?"

With his back to the door, Li Shaoqin blocked Zhang Ziyu in front of him, unable to advance or retreat. Li Shaoqin was also half a head taller than Zhang Ziyu, and his body was stronger than Zhang Ziyu. If there was a real fight, Zhang Ziyu had only one chance of winning.

Zhang Ziyu ground his molars, clenched his fist and punched Li Shaoqin.

Li Shaoqin reacted quickly, although his eyes were on Zhang Ziyu's face, he grabbed Zhang Ziyu's hand and pressed it against the wall, twisting Zhang Ziyu's wrist fiercely.

Zhang Ziyu leaned against the wall and tilted his head, gritting his teeth in pain, Li Shaoqin used such strength that he would break his wrist.

Li Shaoqin smiled softly, approached Zhang Ziyu's ear, and said, "I like such little fun."

Little Nima!

Zhang Ziyu couldn't help but explode in his heart.

Lifting his foot to kick again, Li Shaoqin reacted faster than him, and directly pressed Zhang Ziyu's leg with his own leg, and the two bodies were very close.

With a sullen face, Zhang Ziyu endured the pain in his wrist, a thin layer of sweat dripped from his forehead, panted heavily, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Li Shaoqin loosened his grip on Zhang Ziyu's wrist, and coaxed Zhang Ziyu, "I like to hear you talk."

Zhang Ziyu's face was frosty, his expression was cold, he had nothing to say.

Seeing him like this, Li Shaoqin exerted light force with his hands, Zhang Ziyu groaned, and bent down in pain, but his wrist was still in Li Shaoqin's hands, Zhang Ziyu couldn't break free with all his strength, instead it made Li Shaoqin exert more force.

become more agitated.

Li Shaoqin's voice trembled, his voice changed into a different tune, and he exerted more force on his hands, "I like your voice."

The hands suddenly exerted force.

"Um……"

Zhang Ziyu couldn't help but groan, the wrist bone was almost crushed pain, Zhang Ziyu took a deep breath, looked up at Li Shaoqin, his eyes were full of frost.

"Speak up!" Li Shaoqin said angrily seeing Zhang Ziyu's indifferent look.

Let go of Zhang Ziyu, took a step back, before Zhang Ziyu could react, and when the pain in his wrist was still easing, he kicked his knee. Zhang Ziyu gritted his teeth to hold back the pain, and knelt down on one knee unexpectedly, on the floor The water wet his pants, and his knees were cold and painful.

Zhang Ziyu wanted to stand up, Li Shaoqin reached out and grabbed Zhang Ziyu's hair, forcing him to look up, revealing his slender and fair neck, beautiful lip line, warm yellow light spots jumping on his slender eyelashes, and a little bit of water hidden inside Light.

Li Shaoqin was short of breath, and something in his body felt like it was about to explode, and he still had an uncontrollable pleasure.

Zhang Ziyu felt that his scalp was about to be ripped off by Li Shaoqin. Li Shaoqin's eyes were red, which made Zhang Ziyu feel a little apprehensive. For so long, no one came in the bathroom. There must be a reason. For the first time, Zhang Ziyu had a feeling An emotion called despair.

Li Shaoqin lowered his head slowly, breathing like a beast, "I think..."

He was about to do something, but suddenly fell to the ground, covering his legs and screaming.

Zhang Ziyu raised his head, his vision suddenly blurred, he couldn't stand up, he could only look up at the person in front of him, his nose was sore, his voice was hoarse and his tone was aggrieved, "Brother Jing..."