Fierce Love: Dawn Mystery

The colorful crystal chandeliers reflect on all kinds of wine glasses, and the hot heavy metal rock is released from the speakers.With the wildly dancing crowd and the dazzling throws of the bartenders, Lan Kwai Fong's popular bars are full of confusion from eating to eating.

As soon as Mo Bei stepped in here, his back feet were entangled.

"Little boy, do you want to have a drink?" The woman with a glass of wine approaching him dazzled her with big breasts, but he didn't have the mood to feel pity for her right now.

"Sorry, I don't like women." Mo Bei smiled innocently.

Once hit, he saw that the woman's expression seemed to be frozen in an instant, and he knew that the effect was good. It is estimated that there will be no more women sticking to it in the future, and he will definitely be removed from the list of all the beauties present.

The person he sent out 15 minutes ago told him that someone saw Kim walking into this bar, looking for someone with almost hopeless hopes, but at a glance, he saw the person he was looking for sitting on the bar drinking like a fish in water.

The glass in front of Kim was already empty. Mo Bei's forehead twitched slightly, and he hurried over to pick up the empty glass and put it under his nose to sniff. Fortunately, it was just ordinary wine without any additions.

"Hey, why are you here?" Kim was drunk, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurred with mist of drunkenness, he was clearly delirious, and could barely lean on the bar counter with his head supported on his elbows.

"You hope that I won't come here for the rest of my life." Seeing that he was too drunk, Mo Bei hurriedly put him on his body, and found that Kim had almost put all the weight of his body on him, and couldn't stand upright. "Why did you drink so much?"

The bartender on the right side of the bar saw that they were about to leave, and immediately ran over to collect the money. Mo Bei took the opportunity to ask, "How much did you drink?"

The bartender held up three fingers.

"Three cups?"

"Three bottles."

Oh, it's really exciting.

When he was about to pay, he found that the money was still in the car, so he had to put Kim back on the bar and ran out to get the money.

When he came back, Kim was gone again.

Inexplicably missing early in the morning, he almost turned Kowloon City upside down. Kim, who is not afraid of death, has the most headaches for him. He doesn't take things seriously, and he doesn't take himself seriously. It just freaked him out.

There is an underground parking lot not far away, and there is a long corridor below. Mo Bei just walked a few steps when he heard the sound of fists and feet fighting inside, his heart tightened, and he hurried in.

After walking a few steps, he saw Kim beating up a skinny little boy wearing glasses. He still looked like a student. No matter how he looked at it, Kim would not be the one to suffer, so he slowed down.

Blocking Kim's moves, Mo Bei took the time to help the little boy who fell on the ground. The boy already had a lot of bruises on his face and his eyes were still red. He seemed quite frightened.

Kim only felt that someone was pressing himself against the wall. The familiar feeling made him try to see the person in front of him clearly. He only heard him chatting with the brat just now, and the brat limped away. up.

Mo Bei turned around and still put him on his body, and asked him with a smile, "Why did you beat him?"

"That kid insisted on stuffing a condom on me." Bad intentions, absolutely.

"Then do you understand what they told you?" Mo Bei smiled deeper.

"Of course I—" Kim paused, looked into Mo Bei's eyes, and laughed a few times, "I don't understand at all."

Just like he thought, Kim had completely misunderstood.

Mo Bei continued to help him walk: "He is just doing voluntary publicity for the prevention and treatment of AIDS."

It took Kim obviously a long time to understand. Drunkenness made his reflexes a lot duller, but his stubbornness didn't change at all, and he half-closed his eyes and muttered: "I don't have AIDS."

"Of course, because I don't have any, but what about the condom?"

"Throw it away, I don't like that brand of condoms."

Mo Bei joked: "I never knew you were particularly obsessed with a certain brand of suits."

Under the influence of alcohol, Kim's mind was extremely confused, but he confessed miraculously: "Of course, you never use tricks when you do it, bastard."

At this time, the two of them just walked out of the parking lot, and the moonlight shone on Kim's reddish face, showing a strange charm, and Mo Bei's heart quickly ignited.