Zhao Ziyue smiled and said, "The Qinglong Gang is the Qinglong Gang. When facing alien races, he never ruthlessly. This is still worthy of recognition. However, he violated my bottom line! I annexed Wulong Hall and damaged his interests. The Qinglong Gang now wants to kill me every minute and every second. The difference is that it is a peaceful era. If it is in a turbulent era, we may be unanimous to the outside world. Although I am a shameless, despicable, vulgar bastard, disgusting, without morality, no ideals, and no quality, I am a Chinese after all."

Li Youlan burst into laughter, sat up straight, and started eating Western food.

Under the table, An Lushan's claw with a strong obscene aura came over, first hugging Li Youlan's slim waist. Then she felt that her clothes were still too thick when she took off her coat, and she was about to lift her clothes and groping in, but Li Youlan secretly held it down. In desperation, the perseverance claw invaded its legs, feeling the thighs of this business woman. Finally, she suddenly slid into the base of her legs.

Li Youlan subconsciously tightened her legs, but invisibly encouraged the guy's arrogance.

A glamorous and red cheeks floated on his cheeks and Li Youlan still looked elegant and dignified. She was impeccable in eating Western food with a knife and fork.

"Why don't we kiss?" Zhao Ziyuetian said shamelessly and leaned over to Li Youlan's ears and murmured frivolously.

"Here?" Li Youlan was startled. There might be a celebrity or business and political giant in Xiangshan in this Western restaurant. If she was seen, how could she feel?

"What are you afraid of? Who dares to say it out***The 18th generation of his ancestors!" Zhao Ziyue said viciously, his face was fierce and warm in his eyes. He gently held Li Youlan's exquisite face. Before she could push him away, she kissed her tender lips that had just been wiped. Because of champagne, it was a little cold, but the heat that blended into the heart became a world of ice and fire.

enemy.

Li Youlan gave up struggling and closed her eyes. She had already set a corner seat. In addition, she was sitting inside, not worried about being caught. Besides, there seemed to be a voice in her heart that she didn't dare or wanted to admit it. Let's reveal everything, so that the whole Xiangshan knew that she was a woman of his place. Once a woman chose to fall into her emotions, she would be completely helpless. She would probably only lie on a rattan chair when she was old. It turned out that she was wrong back then, but at that time, she smiled and did not regret it.

The two were kissing each other so much that they were lost. Zhao Ziyue's phone rang out of time. The two separated reluctantly, and a crystalline water line fell from the air.

I picked up the phone and saw that it was Mo Xiaoming who called.

"Xiao Ming, is there something wrong?" Zhao Ziyue asked after breathing calmly.

"Uh, Brother Yuezi. Where are you? Can you come out? I'm in Mango now." Mo Xiaoming said carefully.

Suddenly I remembered that before going to bed last night, Mo Xiaoming knocked on the door of his room and stopped talking. Zhao Ziyue looked at the time and said, "Okay, I'll go there in an hour."

Li Youlan's eyes were obviously disappointed.

"Sorry. I'm a brother. I'll take you home for dinner."

"Well. I understand." Because I have seen Zhao Ziyue's tough appearance when carrying a Men Le from the entrance of Shangri-La Hotel, Li Youlan understood the meaning of the word "brother" to Zhao Ziyue.

Come out of the Western restaurant and send Li Youlan home. Zhao Ziyue took out a big cake and a cashmere toy from the trunk of the car like a magic trick. He said, "I give you the cake, and the toys are for Yaya. Damn Western restaurants do not allow food to be brought. I will give you a late birthday wish."

He glanced at the cashmere toy that was the same as Yaya played with all day. He blushed and complained in a low voice: "It's another grass mud horse."

"What did you say? Be louder! I can't hear it." Zhao Ziyue said loudly. "Don't you like it?"

Li Youlan's face turned redder. She had seen a hooligan who was so gangster, but she had never seen such a hooligan. A hateful guy.

He took the cake and held the cashmere toy. Li Youlan said, "I have given it to Yaya twice. I originally planned to make your dream come true tonight, but you still have something to do. Then forget it!"

After saying that, Li Youlan ran away without looking back.

Only Zhao Ziyue was left behind.

Zhao Ziyue scratched his head and said to himself in wonder: "What have you given it twice? What dreams come true? It's inexplicable."

When Zhao Ziyue drove to Mango KTV, it was the peak of nightclubs. The mainstream, non-mainstream men and women dressed up, twisting their bodies wildly on the dance floor. The explosive music strongly stimulated people's eardrums, and the neon lights flashed constantly. The air was filled with a wild and commotional atmosphere.

Xing Aotian had already left Mango and had a new round-faced manager. He was chubby and looked kind and made money.

He told the waiter that Mo Xiaoming ordered the box number, and the waiter led Zhao Ziyue to the VIP room on the third floor. He helped knock on the door twice, and the waiter left wisely. Zhao Ziyue pushed the door open and entered.

The scene in the box made him look stunned. Mo Xiaoming, who was dressed in a non-mainstream dress, hugged two beauties, and two beauties were singing "Two Ques" in the microphone.

The beauties are all exposed, with their shoulders, navels and belly exposed, and their chests are all open very low. The thick eyebrows are shiny and full of dusty smell.

The two beauties were talking and laughing with Mo Xiaoming, and their voices were full of charm. Mo Xiaoming was only wearing a white shirt, with wrinkles on the shirt, holding a wine glass with one hand and groping on a beauties with the other hand, holding a wine glass. Four men and one woman were having a lot of fun in the private room.

Someone suddenly broke in and the singing in the room stopped abruptly. The five people all looked at Zhao Ziyue.

Mo Xiaoming said with a smile: "Hey, he calls me big brother."

"Brother!" the four beauties shouted in unison.

Zhao Ziyue waved his hand. He didn't want to have too much interaction with these women. He sat down on a sofa at the door and said to Mo Xiaoming: "What's the matter calling me?"

"Little Demon Go and pour my elder brother a glass of wine." Mo Xiaoming patted a beautiful girl sitting on his thigh.

The beautiful girl who called Xiao Yao stood up with her eyes shining, twisted her waist and walked to Zhao Ziyue, called out to Brother, poured a glass of red wine, and sat on Zhao Ziyue's thigh.

Zhao Ziyue flashed lightly and said, "Thank you. I don't need it."

The little demon was frozen there for a moment. It was neither sitting nor leaving nor leaving.

Zhao Ziyue picked up the wine glass, glanced at Xiao Yao's face, and smiled and said, "He is pretty. I'll order you next time I come. Okay, Xiao Ming and I have something to talk about, so you all go out first."

The little demon's eyes circulated and he smiled slightly at Zhao Ziyue. He was very grateful to Zhao Ziyue for giving her a way out. But for some reason, he was a little afraid of Brother Xiao Ming from the bottom of his heart.

The four beauties looked back and looked at Mo Xiaoming. Mo Xiaoming threw the wine glass in his hand and cursed loudly: "Damn! Are you all seeking death? Didn't you hear my elder brother tell you all to go out? Get out of the way!"

The four girls left the box in shame. The little demon turned around and looked at Zhao Ziyue before leaving.

The air in the private room was very turbid, and the alcohol mixed with the smell of tobacco made people feel like vomiting. "What's the matter going to the rooftop?" Zhao Ziyue took the lead and pushed open the door and walked out.

Mo Xiaoming carried half a bottle of xo, followed behind with a burp and swaying.

The typhoon was very strong. When we arrived at the rooftop, Mo Xiaoming couldn't help but chill, and he was so drunk that he was seven minutes away. He saw Zhao Ziyue smoking cigarettes with the wind on his back.

Mo Xiaoming sat beside him, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"Brother Yuezi, do you hate me?" Mo Xiaoming asked.

"Why do you ask that?"

"I don't know. I just want to ask. Sometimes I feel that I hate it. There is a pile of mud and I can't support the wall at all. I'm useless." Mo Xiaoming said with a mouth full of alcohol.

"You kid, you are being self-deprecating again. How can you know it's useless if you haven't used it?" Zhao Ziyue turned around and said.

"I know, they all looked down on me and ignored me. Men Le was sent to perform confidential tasks, and cigarette butts and quick knife were busy all day long. My uncle, Blood Wolf, was also invisible to the dragon all day long. Brother Diao counted the money every day and had cramps in his hands. My master was in the headquarters, and it was obviously the backbone of the gang. The second brother handled the affairs of the gang in a powerful manner every day, and even the chicken was so busy with planning every day. But I was the only one idle person! One useless person! No one liked me and no one paid attention to me. I was really useless." Mo Xiaoming said decadently and drank a bit of wine again.

Zhao Ziyue was happy and asked with a smile: "That's all for this?"

"Well. Yes. Brother Yuezi. Do you think I am a very failure? Even my master doesn't like me." Mo Xiaoming said in a crying voice.

Zhao Ziyue pulled Mo Xiaoming up from the ground and said, "We brothers haven't practiced for a long time. Come and fight with my brother."

Mo Xiaoming's eyes shone, but he was afraid of being beaten. He said in advance: "You can't take ruthless measures, and you can't slap me in the face."

"Okay, no slap in the face."

Bang!

Mo Xiaoming felt a burning pain on his face.

"You are cheating! I promised not to slap in the face." Mo Xiaoming said angrily.

"I said I wouldn't slap your face, but I didn't slap you in the right face. You are not I don't know, I'm right-handed."

"I'm fighting with you!" Mo Xiaoming rushed up like a tiger.

"Come on. Wait for you."

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ah! Ah! Ah!

"It hurts so much. Are you still slapped in the face?"

"Sorry, it's a good match."

"Ahhhhh! I'm so angry!"

Half an hour later, Mo Xiaoming covered his swollen face, which was as swollen as a bun, and sat on the ground panting. "If you don't hit me, don't hit me, then hit me again, and you're going to die! My butt!"

Zhao Ziyue lit a cigarette and looked calm. This level of fighting was not enough for him to warm up.

"Are you awake?" Zhao Ziyue asked.

"What? Are you awake?" Mo Xiaoming asked inexplicably.

"I'm talking about you're awake now?"

"I have always been fine." Mo Xiaoming said, scratching his head.

"If you are still addicted to the past, I will send you home. If you wake up, I will take you to continue climbing up." Zhao Ziyue said.
Chapter completed!