Chapter 58 I'm drunk

Shuang Xu subconsciously tried to grab He Tingzhou's hands with both hands. At this moment, the woman screamed and she instinctively held on tightly.

He Tingzhou's hands were very hot, perhaps because she had just washed her hands and the water was cool. In any case, the temperature difference made her palms feel warm.

His hands are broad and the joints are hard when he grips them.

She reacted and quickly loosened her grip on He Tingzhou's fingers.

With my eyes covered, the sound of the couple biting each other could be heard, which was not much better than watching.

The man had already noticed the presence of someone, and seeing that it was a particularly pretty girl, and the man next to her was even more handsome than himself, he worked even harder, not knowing whether he was trying to show off or for some other psychological reason.

If you take He Tingzhou's hands away from your eyes, you will have to face such an outrageous and wild scene.

But it seemed even more strange to maintain this posture, with his eyes covered while listening to the live broadcast.

Shuang Xu was at a loss for what to do for a moment. After struggling for a while, he chose to turn around and face away.

Her eyes were released from He Tingzhou's palm, and his shirt came into view. The neat and straight white color was given a gilded texture by the dim and ambiguous lighting deliberately adjusted by the bar.

When she raised her head, she met He Tingzhou's lowered eyes.

Those eyes were as deep as an unfathomable pool. Realizing that the distance was too close, she wanted to take a step back.

He Tingzhou put his arm around her waist and took her back without saying anything.

The sudden physical contact made Shuang Xu stiffen up, and his breathing was missed. Then he heard him say, "Why, do you want to join them?"

"I didn't." Shuang Xu felt unnatural all over, his head was dizzy from the alcohol, and he silently pushed the strong arm away from his waist.

He Tingzhou put his hands in his trouser pockets, still looking casual.

She stopped moving and stared at the chest of his shirt. She could still feel his gaze, slowly moving across her face like feathers.

Every inch of space you walk through leaves a trace.

He Tingzhou's low voice slowly fell: "Song Shuangxu, your ears are red."

It would have been better if he didn't say it. As soon as he said it, Shuang Xu suddenly felt as if her ears were on fire, and the fire spread upwards vigorously, and her face was not spared.

You can't blame her for this, right? What normal person could remain calm when forced to see something this dirty?

Oh, he can.

"I'm drunk." She tried to remain calm.

"Really?" He Tingzhou raised his hand and made a "yeah" gesture in front of her eyes, "What is this?"

"..." Shuang Xu said nonsense with his eyes half closed, "Three."

He Tingzhou suddenly laughed so hard that his entire chest was vibrating. It must be because they were too close, Shuang Xu could feel the vibration subtly transmitted to him.

The bathroom passage was too narrow, and the couple stuck together blocked most of it. She could squeeze through the remaining narrow space. But she really didn't want to get close to them, so she had to say to them, "Excuse me."

If He Tingzhou hadn't been there, she might have remained calm. But his presence only made her more embarrassed.

He Tingzhou is thick-skinned and looks relaxed, seemingly enjoying himself.

Shuang Xu struggled for a while in this awkward situation and decided to go back to the bathroom.

But the way back was blocked by He Tingzhou.

"Can you move aside?" she whispered. "I want to pass."

He Tingzhou half-drooped his black eyelashes and looked at her silently for a while before he turned aside and made way.

She went back into the bathroom, and He Tingzhou glanced at the man and woman who were so eager for sex that they didn't care about the occasion. There was cold disgust in his nonchalant eyes.

"If you love performing so much, why don't you perform on stage outside?"

A man who can get horny in public is not a shameless person. He said with a lewd smile: "If you like it so much, bring your girlfriend along."

He Tingzhou sneered, his tone clear in mockery: "With your little capital, what's there to see? How dare you embarrass yourself here? If I were you, I would have killed myself at the age of three to avoid feeling inferior when I grow up."

The man's sore spot was hit and his face turned green. One look at the man's height and size, and he knew that he was no match for him. He couldn't stand it any longer, so he quickly pulled up his trousers and went out swearing.

It was rare for the woman to see such a handsome man, so she looked He Tingzhou up and down and flirted with him: "Handsome brother..."

He Tingzhou raised his eyelids coldly: "Clean the floor. Get out of here."

Shuang Xu played games in the bathroom to kill time, and left when he felt it was about time.

It was quiet outside. The couple and He Tingzhou were gone, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

When she returned to the box, Bai Qingmei and the others had not returned yet, so she sat there alone and drank slowly.

She originally thought she was only half drunk and sober enough to go straight to the meeting, but after sitting for a while, she began to feel dizzy and a little sleepy.

He fell several times with his chin in his hands, and his consciousness became blurred.

Bai Qingmei called her twice but failed to wake her up: "Is Shuang Xu drunk? She didn't drink many cups."

Zhou Shengan picked up the bottle of wine on the table and took a look: "She got the wrong wine. This one is very strong."

Shuang Xu only heard someone talking, but she couldn't hear clearly as if there was a layer of glass between them. Then she felt something tied around her waist, very tightly, and was being dragged away.

Her consciousness was like a pool of mud, but her desire to survive was very strong, and she struggled and resisted with all her might.

Someone seemed to be laughing nearby: "She looks like a quiet girl, why is she so noisy after drinking too much?"

He Tingzhou clamped her waist, looked down at his legs that had been kicked several times, and said with a sigh: "You have such a bad drinking habit."

He picked up Shuang Xu's bent legs, picked him up horizontally, and walked out with him in his arms.

Shuang Xu only felt that she was floating in the air, and was bumping around as if she was floating on the sea. She followed her instinct to survive, hugged the huge driftwood with her arms, and leaned herself on it.

Xu Zhen was already waiting outside the bar. Upon seeing this, he immediately opened the back door of the car. He Tingzhou put her on the seat. When he tried to stand up, she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, and the vines continued to hang on him.

He Tingzhou held the car door with his hands, kept bending over, and looked down at her.

She was in a deep sleep, unconscious, as if she was hugging only a pillow.

Behind me was the noise of a bar, and the occasional car passing by on the quiet road, its headlights flashing by.

The car shook slightly when passing the speed bump. Shuang Xu opened his eyes sleepily and saw what was outside the car window.

The night is bustling and brilliant, with neon lights flying by and spliced ​​into a colorful film.

She blinked her eyes slowly, closed them, and then opened them again. After looking for a while, her confused mind became a little clearer.

This angle...

The texture of this seat...

She tensed up suddenly and turned her head slowly, seeing a clean-cut jawline, a nose as tall as a mountain, and a pair of dark eyes.

"Are you awake, princess?"

She jumped off He Tingzhou like a frightened cat, her drunken body sliding down. He Tingzhou raised her up with his knees, grabbed her legs and pulled her back.

"Why, there's a thorn on my leg?"