The lights in the "Lin Shui" veranda are very dark, cool and slightly blue. Each box is tightly closed, isolated from the outside world.
The thick red carpet absorbed the sound, and Song Yu walked towards the innermost according to the indicator light.
After going to the toilet, Song Yu washed his hands, thinking that he might just leave a message with his cousin, since he didn't want to listen to them sing any more.
At this time, two staff members wearing waterfront clothes came out of the toilet and chatted beside him.
The sound of water rushing, their voices clearly entered Song Yu's ears.
"Are all children so rigid now?"
"Yeah, I don't know whether to call him stupid or naive."
"It's so arrogant and majestic. That woman is doing this job at first sight, and shedding two tears is a pure white lotus flower? I guess, she just didn't expect to encounter such a ruthless man as Wang Ershao, and planned to run away temporarily and let the new The kid who came to help her deal with it."
"Wang Ershao has never been soft-hearted when playing with women. She doesn't want to suffer and pushes people into the fire pit. It's really vicious."
"The key is that the kid still believed her nonsense. It's funny, he thought he was a man, so he was safe? The private life in Wang Ershao's circle is extremely chaotic, that kid looks like that, and when he goes in for a drink, it is estimated that he will come out halfway. There's no life left."
After turning off the tap, one person stopped, and suddenly asked, "I heard from the manager, that kid is still a high school student. If this happens, it needs to be reported in the social news."
Another person sneered: "Who is to blame? One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, but no one is forcing him. And don't worry, with the Wang family here, this news won't come out."
Song Yu wiped his hands with a tissue, thinking that the world in the rich and powerful literature is so wonderful, and a society ruled by law is like a decoration.
Of course, if this is not the case, how can it be convenient for those idiots to do animal things.
Song Yu is not someone who will not save him. He intends to wait and tell the front desk about this matter.
He took out his mobile phone, edited the message to his cousin, "Cousin, I'll take a taxi back first", and pressed the send button.
Just listen to the conversation between the two staff walking to the door.
"What's that kid called?"
"It seems that the surname is Xie, Xie... Xie Sui, yes, Xie Sui!"
The fingers are stiff.
Xie Sui? !
Hold!
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then put the phone in his pocket, suddenly strode out, and called out the two staff members.
"Wait a moment!"
The two staff members were stunned for a moment, and when they turned around, they saw a tall boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, hurried out of the toilet.
They work in Linshui, and the service quality is still there. Looking at Song Yu's clothes, he knows that he was born extraordinary, and asked, "Hello, what's the matter?"
Song Yu's tone was a little anxious: "Which box?"
The staff was confused: "What?"
Song Yu suppressed his impatience: "Which box is Xie Sui in?"
The staff is very embarrassed: "This..."
Song Yu stared at them quietly, his dark eyes full of seriousness, and said word by word, "Xie Sui and I are classmates."
The staff sighed in their hearts, and they were not cold-blooded, and said, "He's at 305."
Song Yu whispered "Thank you" and ran downstairs.
During the process of going downstairs, he edited another message for his cousin, "I'm at 305."
If it is a stranger, Song Yu will also help, but not in such a hurry. The name Xie Sui made the worry and anxiety in his heart immediately peaked.
Because Xie Sui's physique, in addition to "provoking perverts", also has another characteristic, that is, it is particularly easy to arouse other people's sadistic desires.
It's called a lot of calamities.
Others may just drink and vomit. For Xie Sui, it was breaking his legs and breaking his brain. In order to better abuse Xie Sui, the author really did everything possible.
Song Yu scolded the rubbish setting of the original book and ran to the front desk, his tone mixed with the gasp from running: "Miss! I want to report it!"
The lady at the front desk was dumbfounded for a moment, recognized him as someone brought by Meng Guang, and asked respectfully, "What did you say?"
Song Yu: "I want to report, 305 is making trouble!"
The delicate makeup of the lady at the front desk was slightly stiff: "Missing trouble? Okay, I-I'll ask."
She was about to contact the service staff on the third floor, but the radio still hadn't been connected.
Song Yu had already slammed the table and shouted, "It's too late, is your manager there? Borrow me a few people first. My friend is at 305. I feel like he's going to have an accident a second later."
The lady at the front desk: "…"
Where are these little brats, I really want to call the security guard out. But looking at Prince Meng's face, what can she do, she can only smile stiffly, "Okay, okay, don't worry."
The backyard near the water is in a box with antique decoration.
Meng Guang indulged in a song and was tired. He was sitting on the sofa and was about to open a bottle of wine when his phone suddenly flashed.
Swipe to unlock, and saw that it was a message from his cousin.
two.
[Cousin, I took a taxi back first]
[I am at 305]
The two were only a few minutes apart.
Meng Guang faintly sensed something was wrong, opened a bottle of beer, and asked casually, "Is anyone here at 305 today in Linshui."
Sitting next to him is the young master of the Wei family. The Wei family is a giant in Jingcheng's catering and entertainment industry, and Linshui is its clubhouse.
Wei said: "305? Why are you asking this." He was shuffling the cards when he suddenly remembered something: "No, I seem to have an impression. When I went upstairs today, I met Wang Beidan and a group of people. It seems to be a 305."
"puff!"
All the wine in Meng Guang's mouth spurted out.
Wei Side hurried to the side and scolded, "Fuck you, are you asking for a beating?"
Meng Guang was so angry that he squeezed the filling bottle into one piece, stood up, his eyes were gloomy, and his tone was cold: "Wang, Bei, Shan?"
The people next to him saw that he was very angry and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? Although he is really disgusting, he didn't provoke you, right?"
Wang Beidan has a bad reputation in their circle.
He likes to be curious, and he is funny. He almost killed a third-rate female star in the apartment, but the Wang family spent a lot of money to suppress it.
Meng Guang's face turned black and he said angrily, "My cousin is now at 305!"
A group of people sucked in a breath of cold air.
The young master of the Song family looks like that kind of well-behaved and handsome, Wang Beidan will not be blind and abduct people in.
Meng Guang's brother was anxious, strode out, and gritted his teeth: "Damn, my brother is missing a hair, I will put him in the ICU today!"
"Hey, wait, we'll accompany you."
Several young masters from Jingcheng also hurriedly stood up.
Just kidding, if something happened to Song Yu, they would have their legs broken by the old man at home.
Linshui, third floor.
Following Song Yu, the manager was miserable: "This young master, how can we have your classmates here."
Song Yu had a cold little face: "I say there is it."
The manager felt like he was being pushed into the fire pit by a brat, but he could only bite the bullet and knock on the door.
After a while, the door of 305 opened.
The person who opened the door was a young man with dyed yellow hair. His face was blue and gray, and his face was unhappy: "What are you doing?"
The manager was sweating: "I heard that some of you are making trouble. I'll come and take a look."
The yellow-haired lips twitched: "No! Get out!"
After saying that, he slammed the door shut.
The handle was held by the slender, white hand of a young man.
A slightly cold voice sounded: "My friend is inside."
The yellow-haired man looked back at a young man in a white T-shirt and jeans, and his eyes lit up immediately.
He always liked boys, and he was used to being domineering with Wang Beidan in this Jingcheng. Looking at Song Yu's white and tender face, he only felt that his crotch was hot. Squinting his eyes, he let out an airy smile: "You said the one named Xie Sui? He's your friend, hello friend, do you want to come in and play together?"
The manager also wanted to remind Huang Mao: "No, this..."
Unexpectedly, Song Yu had pushed him away and sneered: "Okay."
The yellow-haired man opened the door enthusiastically.
Song Yu stepped in directly.
There was music playing in the box, it was noisy, just chaotic and impetuous. Smoky, pungent alcohol. Several men are sitting on the sofa.
It's just that they put their arms around the woman's waist, but they all stared at the center of the box playfully, and their mouths were giggling.
"Drink!"
"Wang Shao's words count!"
"We'll let that idiot woman go after you finish drinking!"
Song Yu followed his line of sight and saw Xie Sui.
The protagonist of "Tender Control".
With a white shirt and black trousers, Xie Sui still has the childishness of a student, but her face is already delicate and sharp. The light fell on his eyebrows, and the coldness seemed to turn into frost.
Several wine bottles were already empty on the table.
But Xie Sui's movements continued, his slender hands lifted the bottle and poured the wine in one go, like a veteran.
The teenager unbuttoned his shirt to the second button, raised his head, and the wine flowing from the corner of his lips rolled over his collarbone, which was unbelievably sexy.
A bottle was drained.
Put the wine bottle on the table.
"ten."
The young man lowered his eyes and his voice was cold.
In this abyss of drunkenness and depravity, he was as clean and indifferent as a ray of light.
Sitting on the ground was a woman who was already crying and wearing makeup. She also raised her head and looked at her blankly.
Ten bottles of Linshui's most deadly wine would have a stomach perforation even if he didn't die.
Sitting in the center of the sofa was a slightly fat man smoking a cigarette.
Xie Sui's voice was indifferent: "Let her go."
Wang Bei stared at the boy's delicate face in a single color, licked his lower lip, and pressed the cigarette butt on the table to extinguish it.
"Okay, I let her go, but I paid a lot of money for this woman. I let me go with only ten bottles of wine. I feel very bad. Why don't you pay me something."
Xie Sui's pupils shrank, but he didn't speak, but his hands clenched little by little.
The people next to him showed a deep smile. The person Wang Shao likes will definitely not be able to leave tonight.
Wang Beidan pushed the woman sitting on his lap away, spread his legs, and laughed wickedly: "Well, I called her to vent the fire, why don't you use your mouth to get it out for me? How's it going?"
Box door.
Huang Mao leaned against the door and was very dissatisfied: "I'm playing with other people's children, what are you doing to join in the fun, go rolling, don't lose your master's fun."
The manager said bitterly: "Don't, something is going to happen. He was brought here by Prince Meng, and something is going to happen."
Huang Mao: "What? Who brought it."
After thinking that an accident was going to happen, the sound of the wine bottle being smashed came from the box the next second.
boom! Huge as thunder!
Everyone was startled.
A young man who entered the box from an unknown time.
Without saying a word, he held the beer bottle on the table and threw his hand directly at Wang Beidan's head.
Wang Beidan's pupils shrank and he avoided it, but the shards of the wine bottle smashed on the wall still dripped blood on his face.
As soon as he touched the blood on his face, he roared furiously: "Who! Who let him in!"
Xie Sui was also stunned. In the last second, there was still darkness around him, insulting words and disgusting eyes, bit by bit torturing his nerves and dignity.
The next second, someone suddenly appeared, shattering this nightmare. He drank so much wine, and his stomach had been in severe pain like a knife cut. His usual cold eyes were now a little confused, and he looked at the person next to him silently.
Song Yu walked out of the darkness, his liver hurt with anger, looked at Wang Beidan, and sneered: "Isn't it venting the fire? I'll help you."
Forcing hard core fire.