[GL] Get a wife and send a "bun"

Yang Chuxin, who had just finished drinking a glass of wine, was splashed on the face by the oncoming wine before she put down the glass, and the wine seeped into her eyes, making her a little sore and painful.

Yang Chuxin wiped his face, feeling a little uncomfortable. Thinking of how Mu Qingqing humbly apologized to others because of himself, he couldn't bear to be self-willed anymore, and endured as much as he could.

"Huh, you don't have makeup on?" Jing Weiwei looked at her in surprise, Yang Chuxin's eyes had a faintly coquettish feeling, especially the face that had been drenched in wine, but the person involved didn't know, thinking of Jing Weiwei, he approached her He looked at her, smiled and rolled his eyes, and said softly and harmlessly: "It's better without makeup, don't worry about seeing a face full of mixtures, that's really off-putting."

Yang Chuxin moved his mouth, but he didn't say a word. The lower lip bitten by his white teeth was about to bleed. Jing Weiyi held the wine glass, raised his neck and drank it in one breath. After drinking, he looked at her with drunken eyes. look.

"Eh……"

Jing Weiwei suddenly approached Yang Chuxin, stared at her mouth, and the smell of alcohol surrounded her domineeringly. Yang Chuxin's body froze for a moment, his face became very hot, and even the roots of his ears began to feel hot. Yang Chuxin never thought that two women would feel this way, even if her former husband never made him feel so ashamed.

"Don't be afraid..." Jing Weiyi smiled, lowered his head and buried Yang Chuxin's neck, Yang Chuxin's whole body was numb due to the hot breath from his nose and mouth.

"Jing...guest, you are drunk." Yang Chuxin pushed Jing Weiyi away, stood up hastily, and wanted to run out.

"I said you... If you dare to go out of this door today, I will make you unable to continue here, and make you... unable to find a job in this city." Jing Weiyi stood up drunk, and blocked the door first .

Hearing this sentence, Yang Chu's heart was in a state of confusion. She thought that Guoguo was still waiting for her at home, and at the same time, she thought that women should not be able to do anything to women. The two lines of thinking got mixed up, and her head was about to explode. Yes, from what Mu Qingqing said, she believes that people who can come to this bar will more or less know some so-called "upper class people", and today this little girl who is called the devil must not be so cheap lamp.

"Let's sing." Yang Chuxin suddenly said.

"Hey... want to sing?" Jing Weiyi suddenly smiled again when he heard this sentence: "Okay... what song can you sing?"

To be honest, Jing Weiyi is the type who looks very clean, especially when she smiles, she looks gentle and harmless but extremely chic. If he saw her on a normal occasion, Yang Chuxin would definitely think that she was a person with an arrogant appearance. She is also beautiful and has a very good tutoring temperament.

But now Yang Chuxin can only desperately think about the strategy to deal with her in her heart. Hearing what Jing Weiyi said, she was relieved, and quickly searched for the songs she could sing in her heart.

In the end, Yang Chuxin held the microphone and clicked Teresa Teng's "I Only Care About You". Her voice itself is weak but with a sense of perseverance. Singing this song, it seems that the original sound is not turned off. However, the only flaw is that Yang Chuxin sang It can be said that it sounds very good and restored, but it has no emotion, and more importantly, it sings for singing.

"Willing to infect your breath... Ah... It's not a pity to lose the power of life..." Jing Weiyi suddenly picked up the microphone and started singing: "It's not a pity to lose the power of life if you can get a confidant in life..."

Her voice forced Yang Chuxin's voice to change its tune, so the latter had no choice but to shut up, and listened quietly to Jing Weiyi's singing.

"Tell me, do you really have the kind of emotion sung in this lyrics in this world?" After singing a song, Jing Weiwei threw away the microphone and picked up the wine bottle to drink again. He didn't care about his neck, he just kept holding Yang Chuxin's hand and said, "Do I sing well?"

The corner of Yang Chuxin's mouth twitched, and she said sincerely, "It has its own characteristics."

"Haha, you look so rustic and silly, and you can talk." Jing Weiyi swayed and poured a glass of wine and said, "Come on, today I have met a woman who is pleasing to the eye. , drink this cup!"

Yang Chu took the glass of wine docilely, and before he could sip it to his mouth, he saw Jing Weiyi limp in his arms dizzily, threw himself down and muttered in a low voice, she turned her ear to the side, only I heard Jing Weiyi say: "I'm dizzy...don't leave me here alone..."

That voice was like a child acting coquettishly, and it struck a chord deep in Yang Chu's heart. What is the difference between Jing Weiyi's current appearance and the one he had when he was in love with Guoguo.

Thinking of Guoguo, Yang Chuxin raised his arm and looked at his watch. It was almost time for him to get off work. Guoguo should be going to bed now. Fortunately, Mu Qingqing set Yang Chuxin up two times a day because there was Guoguo at home. Going home every hour, you don’t have to stay up late. Although you get a little less salary than others, at least you can sleep with Guoguo. A child of Guoguo’s age should go to bed earlier, but if she doesn’t go home, she won’t. Sleeping, Yang Chuxin suddenly felt guilty.

"Guest... I'm off work." Yang Chuxin called Jiang Weiwei tenderly, and at the same time she grabbed her hand and slowly pulled it down. Who knows that Jing Weiwei suddenly broke out again before he was completely freed.

"Are you leaving? Even you are leaving...you are all gone, no one will hurt Wei Wei anymore." Jing Wei Wei pouted, eyes filled with mist, and looked at Yang in confusion like a kitten. original intention.

"Do you have a phone? I can call your family or friends." Yang Chuxin said kindly.

"No—! I have no home, and no friends." Jing Weiwei suddenly broke out, threw himself on Yang Chuxin, and imprisoned her like an octopus.

Yang Chuxin was surrounded by her, unable to move even if she wanted to, not as strong as her, and her mind went blank for a moment.

"I'm sleepy—take me home." Jing Weiwei buried her face in Yang Chuxin's ear, and said in a hot breath, her slipping hair just stuck to Yang Chuxin's face, making her face a little bit Hot and itchy.

"Miss Jing, shall I call the foreman for you?" Yang Chuxin still spoke softly to Jing Weiyi.

"It's useless for the foreman to come, don't you want me?" Jing Weiwei rubbed on Yang Chuxin's body, causing the latter to feel uncomfortable for a while. Taking advantage of the chaos, he climbed to Yang Chuxin's twin peaks.

"Jing...Miss Jing, ah—" Yang Chuxin didn't expect Jing Weiyi's actions, and couldn't help screaming, not knowing where the sudden energy came from, she pulled out her suppressed hands, and slapped her. In the past, Jing Weiyi was pushed away.

When she stood up to tidy herself up, she saw Jing Weiyi sitting there in a daze, staring at herself as if she had been wronged by the sky, half of her face that had been slapped could be seen slightly under the dim light. flushed.

Yang Chuxin looked at her face flushed because of the slap, and said anxiously and anxiously: "Miss Jing, yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to slap you, and... I can't accompany you , I really... really have to get off work."

Before the man could speak, Yang Chuxin ran out in a hurry. On the way, she stumbled and almost bumped into someone else. Fortunately, Jing Weiyi didn't chase after her.

The way she entered the changing room out of breath attracted the attention of the people who were tidying up their things inside. Yang Chu smiled at everyone embarrassedly, then stroked his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief.

After walking out of [H2O], it was already dark, and there were still many people stranded in the streets in the middle of the night in the busy city, either in groups or wandering alone. Yang Chuxin raised his head and looked at the night sky, which was full of stars, and smiled slightly. Tomorrow should be fine weather.

More than a month has passed, and I haven't taken a vacation yet. Why don't I stay with Guoguo at home now and tomorrow, and take care of Mu Qingqing's body by the way, and cook for her for two days. Thinking of Yang Chuxin, I took out Mu Clearly give yourself a spare mobile phone, ready to send text messages and ask for a leave of absence.

"Eh--"

The familiar voice reached Yang Chuxin's ears, but the mobile phone in his hand was snatched away.

"You——" Yang Chuxin turned around and saw that it was Jing Weiwei. The man's cheeks were flushed, his body swayed slightly, and he was not as tall as himself, but he lifted his chin slightly, and looked at him with watery eyes, which caused her back to shudder. Chill.

"Me? Hehehe——" Jing Weiwei looked carefully at Yang Chuxin's mobile phone, raised the corner of his mouth, and said with his tongue out, "In this day and age, there are still people using this kind of mobile phone, you are really a freak. "

Yang Chuxin tried to take back the cell phone she was holding, but unfortunately, as soon as she reached it, she was grabbed by a drunken rascal.

"Why is such a beautiful hand so rough, you just don't cherish it... Sigh." Jing Weiyi seemed to have started the preaching mode, and the strength of pulling Yang Chuxin was so strong that he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

The man's mandarin has a strange charm and accent, and the voice at the moment is strangely fond and gentle, and it's not unpleasant to say, but it's a pity that Yang Chuxin's heart is on the thought of going home to coax Guoguo to sleep , So no matter what the man said, she was in a daze thinking about how to go.

"Did you listen to what I said?" Jing Weiwei asked dissatisfiedly looking at Yang Chu in a daze.

"Miss Jing, it's getting late, can you let me go?" Yang Chuxin's voice was not as gentle as before.

"Ah—okay." Seemingly seeing her unhappiness, Jing Weiyi returned the phone to her in an unexpected and obedient manner.

Yang Chuxin took the phone and left right away, but stopped after only two steps, thinking that Jing Weiwei looked very drunk, a girl was left on the street drunk, isn't it good? .

"Miss Jing, do you have a mobile phone or something? Let me call your family for you." Yang Chuxin looked at her through the light of the street lamp, and asked the question again as if he was dying.

"I lost my phone." Jing Weiyi raised his head and replied blankly.