The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 440 Infatuation

   was a two-second voice, she opened it, and a low-pitched voice came out of the receiver.

   "Vivi..."

   In the sound of music, footsteps, and human voices, it was noisy and chaotic, and it sounded very clearly, and the tail sound was suffocated, mixed with a thin intoxication.

   Shiwei stopped suddenly.

  Chang and Qia obviously heard the voice too, frowning, wanting to say something, Shi Wei said, "I'm sorry, I left beforehand."

   "People like Zheng Xingzhou won't take their hearts." Chang Heqia said solemnly, "I'm doing it for your own good, stay away from him."

   Shi Wei went away.

  Chang He Qia looked at her back with lost eyes.

  If you want to catch it, you can't catch it, and it gets further and further away in an instant!

  The bar, it was late at night, the game had just started, the weather tonight was as low as minus 20 degrees, and the hot air turned into white fog.

When    Shi Wei arrived, the assistant burst into tears, thanking God: "Miss Shi, you are finally here!"

   He can finally get rid of Mr. Zheng! !

   "What about people?"

The assistant    pointed out.

   Shiwei saw the figure beside the bar.

   It is undeniable that some people don't have to do anything, just being there is enough to attract attention.

   It's like many women in the bar have their eyes set on the past, and there are also **** and charming people who boldly approached to strike up a conversation, were ruthlessly rejected, and left unwillingly.

  The man sat in the dim and depressing light and shadow, drinking cup after cup. The wine cup was poured on the bar, making a neither light nor heavy sound, almost a life-threatening drinking method.

When he looked up, he could clearly see the Adam's apple swallowing and rolling, the wine flowing down the corners of the thin lips, sliding over the convex arc, and finally submerging into the neckline of the shirt, causing the scalp to tingle, and even wanting to smack his Adam's apple a little bit. Clean water marks.

  In a bizarre world, his outline is tough and indifferent, unruly, showing an uncontrollable wildness.

   Just showing half an expressionless side face is fascinating enough.

  Shi Wei took a deep breath, walked over, didn't say anything, just reached out and took the wine from his hand and put it aside.

   "Stop drinking, are you going to drink it here?"

   Zheng Xingzhou's hand was empty, his fingertips stopped for a moment, and he looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were filled with hazy drunkenness, focused on Shi Wei's face, recognized her, and smiled: "Weiwei."

   "I thought you wouldn't come, I miss you so much."

   Shi Wei looked into his eyes and said, "Is it interesting to pretend to be drunk?"

   "Don't listen to his nonsense, I'm not bad at drinking, I'm not drunk." Zheng Xingzhou's face didn't change at all, he opened his hands at her, "Hold me."

   Shi Wei endured the irritability and looked at him, there was a strong smell of alcohol on him, the smell of whiskey.

   couldn't tell if he was really drunk or fake, so he knocked his hand off in a fit of anger.

   "Hug what! Go home!"

   In the next second, she was held in his arms and staggered on top of him, perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, the temperature was blazing.

   He hugged her tightly, pinched the back of her neck with his slender fingers, and said in her ear, "I thought you wouldn't mind me anymore."

   The breath hit the side of the ear, Shi Wei struggled: "Let me go."

   "Let me hold you for a while."

   His actions were strong and his tone was very light. In this deep and silent night, under the feasting lights, he put his chin on her shoulder and said to her, "Just a moment."

  Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are more intoxicated.

   Shi Wei felt that she must have been infected by Zheng Xingzhou, otherwise how could she lose her strength without drinking a sip of wine.

   She glanced at the empty wine glasses on the bar, and felt that according to Zheng Xingzhou's drinking method, she was lucky that she didn't get to the hospital. She took him out and he was very cooperative.

   Shi Wei asked the assistant if he was driving, and the assistant said yes and went to pick up the car.

   It was a bit cold at night, and the cold wind poured in from the neckline, freezing to no temperature.

   He was drunk, his steps staggered a little, and he didn't walk in a straight line, but he would hold her hand to his lips and inhale, asking if she was feeling better.

   Shi Wei turned her eyes away and didn't look at him.

   "Sir, ma'am, do you want to buy a bunch of flowers?"

   The twelve or thirteen-year-old girl came over timidly, holding a large bouquet of roses, raised her head and asked them.

   Shi Wei just wanted to say no.

The person next to    took out a few hundred-yuan bills from the wallet, put one hand on the little girl's hand, and hugged the flower in the other: "Buy all."

   "??!" Shi Wei looked at him, "Are you drunk?"

He held a cheesy and warm rose in his arms, against that beautiful face, looked at her intently, handed the rose to her, his breath condensed into white mist, and his tone was a bit simple: "Wei Wei likes it, give it to Wei Wei. Wei."

  Because she likes it, so give it all to her.

   Think straight.

   Shi Wei pursed her lips and took it.

   He put the wallet in her hand again, took off the ring on the last finger of his left hand and gave it to her. He also took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket and put them all in her hand.

   "What are you doing?" Shi Wei was stunned and stopped him.

   "I'll give you all mine."

   Zheng Xingzhou's voice is beautiful, and behind him is a large area of ​​snow, and his eyes are in a drunken mess, like a mysterious and dangerous vortex, which can drown people in it.

  Shi Wei didn't dare to look into his eyes at all, for fear of falling to pieces inside, she couldn't help laughing.

   "Then let me ask you, what is the password of your card?"

   Zheng Xingzhou pulled out one by one from his wallet and told her, "This one is 79..."

   Shi Wei was stunned, and quickly covered his mouth: "No, Mr. Zheng, that's all."

   She now believes that he is really drunk.

When the assistant came back, he saw the cold and unruly man, kneeling on one knee and half on the snow, his slender fingers frozen to blue and white, and writing Shi Wei's name in the soft snow.

  Shi Wei squatted beside him, wearing a man's suit, half of her face was soft, and her eyelashes drooped to read the words in the snow.

After the assistant came, Shi Wei asked him to drive Zheng Xingzhou back, and she was about to leave, but she was firmly held by the hand, and he refused to leave when she left.

   "I'll take you home first." Zheng Xingzhou said.

   "Yeah, Miss Shi, it's not safe for you alone at night, let us give you a ride!"

The assistant begged Shi Wei with pitiful eyes, and Shi Wei had to agree.

Outside the car window was a continuous stream of lights, which flew by in the field of vision. He drank a lot of wine, and there was a faint smell of tobacco. He surrounded people overwhelmingly, and hugged her restlessly. waist.

   The temperature of the ice and snow remained, causing Shi Wei to shiver. Holding his wrist, it did not affect Zheng Xingzhou's movements at all.

   He looked at her eyes, nose, and ears. The bridge of his nose was high against her profile, and his voice was lower and lower, making his heart beat faster: "Weiwei, you are so soft."

   Shi Wei tacitly agreed with him, hearing this, her ears burned red.

   (end of this chapter)