Has the wolfish president had enough trouble?

"Come on, have a drink." She snatched the wine that she had mixed herself on the bar counter, raised her head and took a big sip, and then brought it to his lips, "Hey, drink it."

Qingcheng took her hand, "gudong gudong", and drank the remaining wine in the glass in one breath. Of course, the place where her thin lips were close to was the spot on her lips when she just drank, and looked at him quietly. When swallowing the liquor, the Adam's apple surged, and a word actually flashed in Lan Jingyi's mind: sexy.

Wine is really a good thing. Lan Jingyi was in a mess in the wind. She pulled Qingcheng and spun into the dance floor, twisting her body crazily with Qingcheng as if she had taken many, many ecstasy pills. The music, really It gives people a dreamlike feeling.

Lan Jingyi lost herself in the dream, and Lan Jingyi passed out drunk in the bar in the dream.

"Bang bang", a loud noise made Lan Jingyi, who was sleeping soundly, tremble, and then opened her eyes in a daze. The hangover made her have a splitting headache, her brain froze, and her blurred eyes swept across Around, "Where is this?" She couldn't be dreaming.

"Ma'am, the pub has been closed for an hour, tell me, when are you going to pay us staff to take a break from get off work?"

It was only then that Lan Jingyi saw the fallen chair in front of her. It turned out that the loud noise just now came from it. The surroundings were somewhat familiar, and her consciousness finally returned at this moment. She came to this bar last night. After drinking a lot, "Where's Qingcheng?" She asked, and she thought of that handsome man who was as evil as an evildoer.

"get off work."

"Oh, how much do I have to pay?" I fumbled my hands on my body, wondering why I couldn't find the wallet, and I couldn't find it again.

"You don't need to look for it. The only valuable thing on your body is this broken mobile phone. You don't want to give it to the cleaners here."

Lan Jingyi stood up "squeakingly", "Then where is my wallet? Did you take it?"

"Ma'am, you didn't have a wallet with you when you came in. If you don't believe me, I can show you the surveillance video. Well, 2 yuan is not less than a penny. You can call your family to bring it over. Otherwise, today you Just don't think of this bar." The man folded his arms and looked at her coldly.

2 yuan?

Did she hear wrong?

It's just one night.

Lan Jingyi narrowed her eyes, "How much? Can you say it again?"

"Twenty thousand, hurry up, the brothers are going to get off work." The man glanced at Lan Jingyi casually, and said coldly.

"No." Not to mention 10, she doesn't even have 3000. The [-] that Lu Wentao gave her when she got married has disappeared, and her own card is only more than [-] yuan. The difference is too much, and it is not enough. Give.

"No?" The man grinned at the corner of his lips, "Then your man should have one, um, call her man number."

Immediately, a man picked up Lan Jingyi's broken cell phone and rummaged through the address book, "The one who calls her husband should be this one, head, I hit it." The man smiled and started Dial up the phone.

"Don't...don't call him." Lan Jingyi regretted dying at this moment. She really regretted that when she got married, she signed Lu Wentao's number with her husband's title when she got married. , Change it to Chen Shimei's bastard bastard, then these people won't pick out Lu Wentao's number to call at a glance.