Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"I have known Si Yeqing for so many years and have never heard him talk to anyone. For example, what was in my mind at that time, I planned so. He is independent. As long as it is a decision, no matter what people around feel, he will push forward directly like a bulldozer..." Wen Ziheng shook his head again and again, He raised his glass and touched Su Cuo, sighed and felt a collapse for his tragic fate. "I don't know what we thought in our hearts at the beginning, why we got on this thief ship and became friends with him."

Su CuO is a man with a very clear heart. He lives thoroughly and can see the situation in front of him clearly.

"You and I thought we were friends of Si Yeqing, but maybe he didn't treat us as friends. Don't think too much. It's not good to be amorous at that time! Si Yeqing hasn't really recognized himself until now..." Su CuO said, thinking of the last few days when Si Yeqing was drinking too much, he unconsciously said those words.

Now, he should be unable to distinguish between his feelings for the wind and the deer.

Whether they like it or are used to it, the two women are... One is years of company and habits, the other is slowly changing, like a frog boiled in warm water. "Red rose and white moonlight, Si Yeqing seems to be difficult to choose! But as a friend, I can't help him share anything! After all, I am..." Su CuO touched his chin, Mumbling, but hidden under the music, Wen Ziheng didn't hear a word clearly.

"What are you muttering about? Come and have a drink! I heard that a little girl came to the field outside, singing well. Go out and listen later!" Wen Ziheng suggested, and Su CuO nodded. Although they flaunt a gentleman, it's not too much to listen to others singing! The two went out shoulder to shoulder and looked at the place where pole dancing was originally placed on the central hall of the nightclub, but now there is a guitar quietly.

As the host's voice sounded, a girl wearing jeans and a white T-shirt walked up with her hair simply tied into a horsetail. She just stared at the guitar in her hand. The sound sounded slowly. The nightclub with electronic music turned into a folk scene in an instant, and everyone was quiet. The girl's voice is like a gentle kitten, with laziness and loveliness. The curve of her neck is more attractive.

It doesn't fit here, but it's amazing that there are some inexplicable collocations.

"Hey, are you stunned?" Wen Ziheng chattered for a long time. He felt a little bored and wanted to go back, but turned his head and found that Su CuO's eyes had straightened. "Don't look so unpromising. If you really like it, let brother Chen bring it back to you later and listen in the private room." Wen Ziheng hugged Su CuO's shoulder and wanted to go back for a drink, but Su CuO directly patted off his hand on his shoulder.

Such a move made Wen Ziheng even more surprised. He looked at him and asked suspiciously, "do you know him?"

"Well." Su CuO didn't deny it, and his tone trembled slightly. How could he meet her here? As before, she is still so clean. Even in such a dirty place, she still has a smell that people dare not approach. "What's it like to sing such a song in a nightclub? What about the dancer? The dancer didn't come today. Let's take off the little girl and have a look! She should be in good shape!"

There were drunken people under the stage. After hearing this, many people began to coax one after another.

After all, as long as people come here, no one is clean. They all want to have some fun in the city at midnight. Not short of money, just looking for stimulation, "take it off, as long as you take it off, your brothers will give you money! Aren't you short of money!" the man at the beginning, seeing that there are many people around to cater to his voice, was more interested and shouted loudly.

"Shut up." Su CuO clenched his fist, his face had changed a little, and said coldly.

The lights in the nightclub are very dim. I can't see whose face is like. After three rounds of drinking, alcohol has rushed to the head. No one thought that the person in front of him might be the one who holds the economic lifeline of his company, or the one he absolutely can't provoke. There were a lot of voices around, which also made the man's so-called self-esteem unable to get any challenge. "I'm looking for a girl to have fun. What nonsense are you talking about? Aren't you here..."

"Pa, ah..."

Before the person in front of him finished speaking, Su CuO's fist had been hit and directly hit the bridge of his nose. The other party lay on his back, and his nose began to exude a trace of blood. "Shit, let me go!" when he came to the nightclub, he didn't come alone. It was clearly a provocation, and gradually became a group fight in the nightclub. People around have avoided, but the original place of dancing has become a show of fighting. From the perspective of onlookers, it is more like an underground duel that can't be seen with money.

Wen Ziheng and Su CuO are both former Sanda masters and Taekwondo masters. They will never have any fear in the case of one-on-one, but they didn't expect that the other party is a dozen people together. The two people were slowly tired and unable to parry, "you said that it was not good to bear it at that time. I had to make myself like this. If my face was broken, how many women would be sad at that time!"

"If you can shut up, you should be able to beat more people!" Su CuO listened to Wen Ziheng next to him and was in the mood to joke. He also focused on the people in front of him, but it was like not seeing them. The girls on the stage still held the guitar and continued to sing their own songs. As if she didn't know that the war was caused by her, "don't fight!" the manager of the nightclub heard the news and rushed over directly with the security guard.

In this kind of market, if there are few town security guards, they can't open stores for a long time.

Sure enough, the moment the security guard arrived with a swing stick, everyone was quiet. The manager of the nightclub was still a little strange. Who dared to smash his field, but when he saw Su CuO and Wen Ziheng, the anger on his face suddenly collapsed, walked over and said, "Su Shao, how can you..." Su CuO raised his hand, touched his mouth, looked at the blood on the back of his hand and spit on the ground.

"I just think your management here is too poor. All kinds of scum can be put in, isn't it... A little lax?"