Vinegar yourself every day [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 8 Bartender Guide to Alleviating Poverty (

A heavy-duty motorcycle was parked next to Xue Guangyu's sports car. The silver-white body had smooth lines and a handsome and flamboyant appearance.

"It's so handsome." Wei Ye couldn't help touching it. It's rare for a man not to be excited when he sees this thing.

Lan Ting stepped onto the car seat, touched the ground with one long leg, and threw the helmet on the back seat to him, "I'll take you for a ride."

Wei Ye immediately jumped into the back seat happily, Lan Ting said with a smile: "Hold tight!"

With a roar, the locomotive crashed into the night like a meteor.

Lan Ting was afraid of frightening him, so he drove steadily.The wind whistled in his ears, Wei Ye hadn't had enough time to drive, the car stopped in front of a barbecue restaurant.

Lan Ting is down-to-earth.He was still a little sleepy at first, but after the wind blowing, Wei Ye was completely awake, and he buried his head in eating unceremoniously.

During the serving interval, Lan Ting asked: "Is the person who chased you last time still harassing you?"

Wei Ye said: "Not anymore."

"At that time, you could get your [-] back, wouldn't it be a pity to give it up?" Lan Ting raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I also want to come back, but I still want to live there. If I do too much, I will be retaliated." After thinking for a while, Wei Ye said, "Actually, I am very satisfied now. It was like a mountain was crushed on me before." , the mountain is so high that you can't see the end at a glance, and you can't stand up straight every day."

The voice of confiding is very weak, as if telling a distant story.

"Compared to the past, life is not so easy now. I have already saved 1 yuan." His voice changed, and he quickly became brisk, with high spirits and full of longing for the future. Opening a Sichuan restaurant and being your own boss, just think about it."

Lan Ting looked at him quietly, then suddenly reached out to pat his head, "Compared to you, I was a naive bastard when I was a teenager."

Wei Ye shook his head and shook his hand away, "Are you much older than me?"

Lan Ting raised the corners of his lips, and smiled a little badly, "It's still old no matter how old you are, kid."

Wei Ye glared at him, and at this moment the perverted spicy grilled wings he wanted were served, and his attention was attracted.

Lan Ting was worried that he would get a stomachache from the heat, so he waved his hands boldly, "I have copper skin and iron bones, and I can withstand tossing!"

Wei Ye took small bites of the chicken wings, and the red meat was wiped off bit by bit, sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, but he looked satisfied.

After a while, the spicy energy came up.He hissed lightly, his lips were bright red, and the tip of his tongue was exposed between his white teeth.

The whole body is steaming, like a fruit about to be ripe.

Lan Ting rested his chin on his hand, looked at him sideways, with a deep smile in his eyes, thinking that he couldn't stand it, maybe it would break the skin if he pinched it.

But it is this seemingly beautiful and fragile body that carries a tough soul.

When the two came out from the barbecue, many people gathered around the motorcycle to take pictures, wondering how much the bike was worth.

A yellow hair fumbled here and there, seeing the owner of the car came out and refused to drive, he grinned and said: "Dude, your car is so cool! I'm so envious, let's get to know each other." Saying this, he came to shake hands with Lan Ting .

Lan Ting pushed his wrist away, "Excuse me."

The locomotive drove into the distance, and Huang Mao spat, "Bah, why are you pretending."

As soon as he touched the pocket, his face changed drastically.

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As the car drove onto the flat road, Wei Ye asked, "What happened to that man just now?"

"It's a thief who wants to steal from me." Lan Ting's tone was very casual, "I found three wallets from him."

Wei Ye was surprised and said: "Really? Just in the blink of an eye?" One arm wrapped around Lan Ting's thin and muscular waist, and he stretched out the other hand to touch his pocket.

I didn't feel it when I was hugged by the waist, but as soon as my hand moved, the presence of the person behind me on the back became stronger.

Lan Ting's abdomen became hot from the touch, and he sat up straight without composure, "It's in the trouser pocket."

Wei Ye's hand went down, and then Lan Ting regretted it - this felt even more wrong.

The car stopped on the side of the road with the engine turned off, Lan Ting took out the spoils by himself, and the owner of the certificates in the three wallets was indeed not the same person.

Wei Ye looked at him in amazement, "It's really amazing, a hero who does justice for the heavens."

Lan Ting smiled lowly, his chest trembled slightly, "I really appreciate it, kid."

The night was getting darker and darker, the occasional passing cars disappeared, and the road was deserted.

Lan Ting wanted to take him home, Wei Ye shook his head and said he was not sleepy, "Can you let me ride your car for a while?" Compared with sitting in the back seat, he prefers the pleasure of driving himself.

Lan Ting didn't expect him to be so bold, and choked on his saliva, "Can you? This is not a joke."

"I will." Wei Ye nodded seriously, "If you don't believe me, let me try."

"Motorcycles are dangerous, so don't try them casually." Lan Ting wanted to refuse, but he accepted Wei Ye's expectant gaze, his eyes sparkled, and he kept his mouth shut when he refused.

Big deal... he should be more careful?

Seeing that he didn't object anymore, Wei Ye cheered and stepped into the driving seat.

There are few cars passing by late at night in the suburbs, so Yu Lanting patiently introduced his car.When Wei Ye was eager to try, there was a noise from the silent road.

The headlights approached, dazzlingly bright, several cars and motorcycles approached, someone suddenly whistled, and surrounded the two of them in the blink of an eye.

"It's him!" After comparing the photos on the phone, one person said loudly: "He was the one who forced Lei Zi out of the shanty town a few days ago, and he was the one who pried the yellow hair just now!"

"Careless." Lan Ting cursed in a low voice, "I was photographed last time."

The leader stepped on the motorcycle, roaring loudly, "What is the origin of the buddy, are you kidding us?"

Lan Ting sighed softly, "It's really just a joke. How about returning the things to you now?"

"You are wise." The leader laughed a few times, then withdrew his smile, and said viciously: "There is no such thing as easy. You have repeatedly pried people under my hands. I don't want you to be stripped of my skin today. It's my face." Where to put it?"

Someone said wretchedly: "Two little boys, why are you playing so shamelessly in the middle of the night? Why don't you let the brothers join in?"

A group of people whistled and laughed.

With obscenities in his ears, Lan Ting frowned slightly, and glanced at Wei Ye, his face turned pale, but he was still calm.

He squeezed Wei Ye's hand comfortingly, took two steps forward, took out the wallet from his body, and said in a negotiating tone: "I can pay for peace. For the two of us, is [-] yuan enough for each?"

"Wealthy people are generous, and they are very affectionate and righteous." Everyone was stunned, with greed in their eyes.The leader naturally wanted to take the opportunity to make more money, and sneered, "One hundred thousand? Sending off beggars, take 50, and we will let you and the little mistress behind you go."

"Okay." Lan Ting seemed to compromise.He strolled over, reached into the wallet with his index and middle fingers, and slowly pulled out a bank card, "There is 100 million in this card..." When several people approached excitedly, he smiled slightly, "But I won't give it to you."

The card reflected an arc of light under the moonlight, and with a flick of his fingertips, it turned into sparkling powder that exploded all over the sky.

"Fuck, what the hell!" The gangsters lost their eyes, and when they panicked, they heard the sound of the motorcycle starting with full power.

Unexpectedly, Wei Ye started the car by himself, Lan Ting was stunned, jumped into the back seat and said urgently: "You lower your head, I'll come—" Before he could say the word, Wei Ye had already tightened the handle of the car, his body slightly bent, "Sit down Steady!"

"Wait, eh--"

In an instant, it flew out like an arrow on a string.

Lan Ting, who was calm just now, was petrified.

The silver-white locomotive crashed into the encirclement with a crazy posture, and then got out of the gap with an incomparable flexibility.

A chasing battle broke out on the silent road, with hooligans yelling, cars honking their horns, and motorcycles chasing after them, composing a dangerous symphony in the night.

And a certain magician shouted unsteadily——

"Left, no, right! You're going to fall, you're going to fall, hold on!" Lan Ting hugged Wei Ye's waist tightly as the whistling wind blew past his ears, and his clear voice panicked, "Don't drive so fast. ah……!"

The heart and nerves beat ferociously, as if resonating with the wild rhythm of the locomotive.

"Fuck, his car is a global limited edition, it is estimated to be more expensive than a supercar, who can catch up with it!" After a few turns, the gangsters could only watch the silvery white disappear into the night.

-

The car stopped at the riverside bridge, and the two of them stood in the wind of the river, as if the bones and joints of their bodies had been blown through by the cold wind, but their chests were filled with the joy of being rescued from a desperate situation.

After a long time, Lan Ting turned to look at Wei Ye, with a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I wanted to make you happy, but I almost put you in danger."

"No, I'm very happy." Wei Ye laughed, looking up at him with stars reflected in his eyes.

"It's so exciting to be with you."

To tell you the truth, it's really exciting, Wei Ye still feels his heart beating very well.

Under the moonlight, his face was blown pink and white by the wind, but his lips were very red, like the color of a delicate rose.

At a certain moment, Lan Ting seemed to hear the beating of the heart in his chest.He suddenly laughed, his voice was very soft, "I didn't believe in the suspension bridge effect before."

"What?" Okino was puzzled.

"I mean..." Lan Ting stared at him, bent slightly, and stretched out his hand, "I saw a little rose."

"Eh?" Wei Ye subconsciously tilted his head to hide.

But the magician didn't touch his face.

Slender fingers brushed his temples, and suddenly a red rose burst out.

Lan Ting handed the flower to him, and said with a smile in his peach eyes, "here, I picked it from your head and gave it to you."

Okay, so fucking teasing.

But one thing to say, where did the roses come from? !

001 heard that Wei Ye was full of doubts, and explained: [Yes...]

"Don't listen, don't listen." Wei Ye interrupted him, "Your explanation now will affect the atmosphere."

001 stopped talking.

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