The stars are not last night

At night, the stars are shining brightly, and the cold moon disappears.

Chu Yao lay on the bed, her eyelids moved restlessly, and forced herself to fall asleep, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

A dull pain came from the joint of his left leg, constantly disturbing his nerves.

Slowly turned over, but the side of the waist screamed for pain, the place Yin Xingchen pinched during the day was blue and purple, and the Diada wine didn't help.

"Pervert!" Gritting her teeth and cursing, Chu Yao resumed her flat lying position.

The phone rang, and he pressed the answer button, and immediately there was a noise from the other side of the phone. He frowned slightly, with a little impatience in his usually cold eyes.

"What's wrong?" His tone was not very good.

"Young Master Chu, how about going out to play tonight? A new group of bartenders has joined the water (bar) in District D, and there are beauties." A sweet voice came to my ears through the cold mobile phone.

"No, I'm very tired today." He rubbed his forehead wearily.

"What's the matter? Have a new love? Wring you dry?"

"Yeah." The tone is frivolous that doesn't match the appearance: "You still bother me after you know?"

"I just said that you, a prodigal son in love, already have someone out there! But my sisters still insisted that they want to catch you."

"When I break up with her, you still have a chance."

"Fuck you. If you really don't come out, Shui Yang's bartender might be better than your temporary girlfriend."

"You play, I'm really tired, please let me go."

"Okay." The other party hung up.

Chu Yao put the phone aside, took a look at his own situation, and couldn't help but curse again.

This leg, I'm afraid I won't be able to make any big moves in two weeks.

Cover the quilt, close your eyes, and force yourself to fall asleep, but the face of the man appeared in your mind.

"Fuck you pervert!" No matter how good-tempered Chu Yao was, he couldn't help but swear.

If he knew that Yin was a pervert early in the morning, then...

As soon as the thought came up, he suppressed it, there were no ifs, no ifs.

Just as he was in a daze and fell into a light sleep, a loud noise came from the window.

Chu Yao woke up with a start, sat up quickly from the bed, put her hand under the pillow, and held the cold gun, her eyes were full of vigilance.

Liang Chuan, who was disgraced because he broke in through the window forcibly, saw Chu Yao's guarded attitude, and held up a gesture of surrender guiltily: "It's me, I have no malicious intentions."

Seeing the person coming, Chu Yao calmly withdrew the hand holding the gun from under the pillow, and turned on the energy-saving lamp.

"Do you think my house is not broken enough?" Chu Yao asked lightly, with a calm expression.

"You knocked on your door and you didn't open it. The young master was worried that you wouldn't be able to bear the stimulation and commit suicide, so he broke in through the window, and ended up just entering your bedroom. Damn, you live in such a dilapidated place, don't you feel aggrieved? If not The young master is shrewd, and he still can't find out this dilapidated place."

"As you can see now, I am alive and well."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you to go to the No.15 casino," Liang Chuan found a lame chair and sat down, the chair was dangling, and he almost fell off.

Chu Yao's face turned blue, and Liang Chuan said angrily, "The two subordinates who were rude to you have already been severely punished by me."

Originally, Chu Yao entered the No.15 casino with Liang Chuan's token, and he sat quietly in the waiting room. As a result, two thugs got malicious intentions and surrounded him one after the other to suppress him, but how could he deal with it? , beat the two of them half to death with fierce bloodiness, and at the same time provoked a large group of bodyguards who thought he was making trouble.

"Oh? I've almost disabled them both. If you try again, they can go directly to hell?" Chu Yao smiled lightly, with a clean smile.

"Well, but the crime is not deadly. They were also raised by their fathers and mothers. They were given a repatriation fee, and each of them lost a hand."

"My money." Chu Yao stretched out his hand and asked Liang Chuan for it.

"I didn't bring the check."

"Give me some cash, I have no money for dinner."

"Are you so poor?" Liang Chuan was surprised, his bright black eyes were fixed on the other party's clean and beautiful face.

"The house is empty."

As soon as the words were finished, Liang Chuan heard a "squeak" coming from his buttocks, and he fell into the mud, and the chair fell to pieces.

"You broke the only chair I could sit on, and I will have to sit on the ground next time." Chu Yao smiled helplessly.

Liang Chuan sat on the ground, picked up a piece of wood (the wreckage of the chair), fell far away, and cursed: "Where did you pick up the so-called broken chair?!"

"I didn't pick it up, I bought it, third-hand."

Liang Chuan couldn't bear to look directly at this dilapidated place, so he took out a stack of banknotes and stuffed them into Chu Yao's hands, before jumping out the window to leave.

Chu Yao counted some banknotes, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Guest officer, welcome to come again next time."

Liang Chuan stumbled again, speaking as if he was here for whoring.