MTL - Endless Fall-Chapter 31 Talking about the question of the right to dress

  Chapter 31 Talking about the question of the right to dress

  The lanterns are on.

  The elegantly decorated Boyu Clubhouse exudes brilliant lights, making a group of handsome men and beautiful women immersed in the intoxication of gold.

   The sound of laughter and lively came from the second floor.

   greeted three or five friends Song Zhen, and after entering the private room with them, completely isolated the music that lingered around.

   "How long has Brother Quan been here?" He Qi took a sip of champagne and glanced at the door from time to time.

   He hadn't seen Su Tian for several days.

  Although I knew that they were impossible, the longing hidden in my heart could never be erased.

   "Soon." Song Zhen touched him.

   He stared at the women who were brought by a buddy: "What do you think of the one in the blue dress?"

"good."

   "You can say it's okay without even looking at it?"

  "..." He Qi couldn't be more perfunctory, so he had to follow his line of sight to the corner.

   The first thing I noticed was her plump figure, which could draw a seductive arc even in dim light.

   He took two more glances: "Not bad."

   "Her waist and legs suit me very well." A dark color flashed in Song Zhen's eyes, and he whispered, "It should feel good."

   "Do you have an idea?"

   "Well, you can have a chat with me."

   He Qi was dragged by him to sit among the women, and he picked up the dice cup at his signal.

   Waiting for them to play the game, Song Zhen took the opportunity to get closer to the girl in the blue skirt, and put her ear to her: "Drink with me for a couple of drinks?"

   His appearance is not bad, and he is known for his generosity in the circle. The girl in the blue dress wants to make a fortune, but she has no intention of avoiding it.

   She hooked her lips and smiled: "I'm not good at drinking."

   "It's okay." Song Zhen hugged the soft waist, and seeing that she didn't resist, he tightened his strength and said, "I'll take you back when I'm drunk."

   "I just want my boyfriend to send it." The blue skirt girl wanted to refuse and pushed him, but her calf was next to his trousers.

  Song Zhen saw through her mind.

   He squeezed the soft flesh around her waist, and naturally followed her before he ate it in his mouth.

   "Who else do you want to be with besides me?"

   "Don't scratch me..."

   The woman in the blue dress twisted her waist, trying to avoid the hand.

   Her action made Song Zhen feel unbearable, and he didn't care that there were other people around, so he suppressed her and robbed her of her breath.

   "Song Zhen started with him again." The man who brought the woman in the blue skirt over heard the movement and felt very dry all over.

"you can also."

   "Forget it, I don't want to be watched."

   He Qi smiled and didn't answer.

   He glanced at the time across the screen, and was about to ask where Gu Quan had gone, when he saw him push the door in with a calm face.

   "He Qi, come out with me." He clenched his fists, wishing to pull him up from behind the table.

"What's wrong?"

   "Come out and talk."

   His angry voice made He Qi even more confused, and even Song Zhen, who was holding the blue skirt woman, frowned.

   The two followed him to the open-air garden, and the moment they pulled out the chairs and sat down, a few bank cards fell on the round table.

  Gu Quan questioned He Qi: "You said before that Jiaojiao used my money to bully others and stole your cousin's dress, right?"

   "Yes, I was in the mall at the time."

   "You saw it with your own eyes?"

  He Qi was silent for a long time, without answering directly: "Brother Quan, what happened?"

   His escape was equivalent to giving an answer.

  Gu Quan grabbed his collar, his eyes were red with anger, and his voice was even more hoarse: "Jiaojiao didn't use my money at all!"

  This evening, he drove home to change his clothes, and when he passed the security booth, he realized that there was a courier that he had not received.

   He originally planned to transfer the remaining money from several cards to an account, but when he saw the balance and the terrifyingly clean running water in the past two years, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

   It was at that moment that he remembered that because of Lin Jiao's dress and shopping habits, He Qi had told him many times in secret that she was someone who didn't know how to run a house and was a big spender.

   This kind of 'provocation' made him extremely angry, and he was overwhelmed by complex emotions such as guilt and powerlessness.

   "Brother Quan, calm down!"

  Song Zhen saw that he had strangled He Qi's neck red, and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled them away: "Everyone is a brother, there is no need."

  He Qi, who was breathing in the fresh air, coughed several times, unwilling to believe: "Are you serious?"

   "If you don't believe me, check it again." Gu Quan kicked away the chair with a '呲la' sound, and then pulled the button of his collar, feeling annoyed.

"how can that be possible?"

   "Why not?"

  He Qi smiled disdainfully: "With Lin Jiao's situation, how can he afford hundreds of thousands of things?"

   When they first met Lin Jiao, they heard others say that her poor and sour grandfather in the countryside often came to school to deliver food to her.

   How can a family like this be any better?

  Song Zhen also felt puzzled.

   He handed Gu Quan a cigarette: "Brother Quan, haven't you met her mother before? What is the situation in her family?"

   "I don't know, her mother didn't talk to me."

   "Then has she talked to you?"

   "We talked." Gu Quan calmed down: "But it was her grandfather who talked the most."

   As for the rest, he couldn't remember.

   (end of this chapter)