It was just after midnight, at half past twelve in the morning.

The bustling city center is like day, with bright lights and green wine breaking through the vast night fog, and light and shadows flashing.

Meng Yingning stood sideways at the bar door, tilted his head and glanced at a group of ghosts and monsters paraded in the streets not far away.

The most famous bar street in the imperial capital is a paradise for young men and women to have fun. There are all kinds of monsters and monsters at night. The entire city is 419 and the area with the most developed and concentrated approach culture, no doubt.

For example, the man was dyed with red hair at the front of him, but fortunately he was quite good at looking at him. He looked quite fashionable and fashionable, while the woman had long legs and a snake waist, and she smiled charmingly.

The two of them just spoke three minutes ago.

At this moment, the hands of the trend front line had already put on the little cute waist and rubbed them like kneading the dough through the thin suspenders.

Meng Yingning looked away, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and yawned.

I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes anymore.

She was a little confused about why she worked overtime in the magazine until Friday after 11 o'clock and didn't choose to go home and take a bath and go to bed comfortably. She had to twitch her brain for the middle of the night and drag her broken body to come here to join Lu Zhihuan in this Luoshi Electronic Music Party.

But there is no way, she has to take photos of the theme of the next issue of the magazine.

"singo" was founded for six years and has been replacing editors every two years. By the time of its founding, it had a fourth term a week ago, which was more frequent than the ones who were elected to the US presidential election.

Without exception, the three editors-in-chiefs were all turtle hairs with no messy hair, and each one was more powerful than the other, it is said.

Meng Yingning entered the company for three months. She had just had time to feel and adapt to the previous editor-in-chief's obsessive-compulsive disorder and a series of quirks. The editor-in-chief has been replaced.

And this condition was more serious than the previous one. In the first week of taking office, the entire editorial department made drastic rectifications. Their department originally scheduled the theme of the last three months of the period was changed to clean. The data pictures were edited and the appointment interviews were all invalid. The editor-in-chief waved his hand and decided on the next issue's abstract and cool new theme - "Electric Shock".

I was also electrocuted, and I couldn't even make a single fart next month, so I won't burn it for you.

Meng Yingning really felt resentful.

Someone pushed the door behind him out of the bar, and the rumbling music came out with bursts of screams and howls of ghosts and wolves. The air conditioner blew in the face for a moment, and was isolated behind the door again.

Meng Yingning lowered her head and looked through the photos and videos he had just taken in the SLR. Only Lu Zhihuan's noisy pussy was left in his ears, which had been ten minutes long.

"Really, it's not me that I'm going to blow. Four-tie big green sticks, a box of 56-degree red star Erguotou," Lu Zhihuan pointed out with five hands, shaking it in front of her. "I didn't blink, but I was so bored when I looked up. Brother Soldiers are really fierce."

"After drinking for two hours, they didn't urinate for a while. Did they not get alcohol in their bladder and fill their abdominal muscles?"

"After finishing, it's still white, yellow, red, and a few mixed bags of them. They're like drinking Sprite Fanta Coca-Cola. How can you play like this?"

"I never went out to drink with those people again. The next day, everyone was confused. My mother thought I was going out to take drugs, and she really couldn't bear it."

"I'm talking to you, what are you watching?"

Meng Yingning turned her head and looked at him blankly: "Hmm?"

Lu Zhihuan: "..."

Meng Yingning stood softly against the glass as if he was boneless. After a long time, he responded slowly and said "ah": "Lu Zhizhou is back."

Lu Zhihuan: "...It's a bit polite. You just call my brother's name? It's Chief Lu."

“…”

Meng Yingning rolled her eyes secretly-

Lu Zhihuan had a small relationship with his cousin. The Lu family was very particular. In this generation, they violated the word "zhi", and their names were all from the genealogy, one Huan and the other were in the state.

Lu Zhizhou moved to the courtyard at the age of nine. Meng Yingning didn't remember much that year. He lay on the windowsill and watched Uncle Lu, who was close to the neighbor's house, enter the courtyard with two big luggage, followed by a young brother he had never seen before.

The next day, Lu Zhihuan brought the little brother over and introduced them with a proud look on his face. This is his brother, so he can learn well.

From then on, Lu Zhihuan became the leader among children, because no one else had an older brother, so he had one.

Until later, another great devil named Picco came to the courtyard, and directly ended the two-year rule of Lu Zhihuan with his cruel behavior.

But this is a story later.

At that time, Lu Zhihuan was still very famous. Every day, he led Meng Yingning, who was still in kindergarten class, to follow Lu Zhizhou's butt. At that time, Meng Yingning was still talking unscrupulously. The two people looked like two small tails. As soon as they were after school, they followed the boy home with great pride, and kept a rainbow fart while walking: "Brother Zhou is the best!"

Meng Yingning was speechless: "Chirp!"

Lu Zhihuan: "Brother Zhou is the strongest!"

Meng Yingning's silence is: "Jiujiu strong!"

Lu Zhihuan: "Brother Zhizhou is so handsome!"

Meng Yingning was young at that time. She was too tired to be dragged by like this. She didn't cooperate with him and continued to do Rainbow fart. She slapped her two short legs and ran for two steps. Her fat little arms hugged the boy's legs, wrinkled her face and acted coquettishly: "Jiujiu hug."

The boy turned around and carefully corrected her: "State."

Meng Yingning tilted her head, blinked her big eyes, pouted her mouth, and her face bulged: "Chi."

Young Lu Zhizhou: "..."

——So every time Lu Zhizhou took her back and took her home, and then Meng's mother enthusiastically pulled her into the house for ice cream, and praised her for ten minutes and stayed for dinner before leaving.

Later, Lu Zhizhou went to the military academy and joined the army, and broke off contact with the children in the courtyard.

It's been a long time since I was separated.

...

Meng Yingning came to her senses. Lu Zhihuan's mouth had not stopped: "I came back last week. Didn't I tell you just now, he, Brother Chen Wang, and those buddies," Lu's repeater raised five fingers again, "Six-tight big green sticks, Brother Chen Wang fucked three by himself-"

Meng Yingning was already so sleepy that his mind was so tight that his hands and feet became weak. He was dazed and recalled the past, and was almost lying on the ground. He didn't pay attention to what he was saying, but only captured two words.

Meng Yingning paused, looked away from the SLR display, and looked up: "Who?"

Lu Zhihuan: "Ah?"

Meng Yingning blinked and changed his words: "What did you just say?"

“…”

Lu Zhihuan: "As long as I just told you here, you think I farted?"

Meng Yingning's almond eyes were bent, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and his smile was sweet: "How can that be? I think your fart was blown away by the wind."

Lu Zhihuan glared at her: "Meng Yingning, breaking up with friendship, have you heard it? If you are foolish on Weibo in the future, I will never help you fight."

Meng Yingning: "You think I have cared about it? Can Internet celebrities who are not criticized be called Internet celebrities?"

“…”

Lu Zhihuan had nothing to say and hugged her fists.

After being interrupted by him, Meng Yingning did not continue the question he had just asked. She did almost the same job. She yawned her SLR, raised her hand and rubbed her sore corners of her eyes, then stood up slowly and turned her head, waved her hands at him with her back, and opened the bar door and walked in.

This place is not close to her house, and it will take more than half an hour to take a taxi back. Meng Yingning is preparing to go to the toilet before going back.

As soon as the sound waves came to my face, my ear canals were filled with various rumbling sound effects and the "putyourhandsup" mixed with male high school bass. Meng Yingning lowered her eyes and slowly passed through the colorful light columns and the crowds twisting her body, and walked around the most crowded place in the dance floor and walked to the bathroom door.

It was full, and several girls were still waiting in line at the door.

Meng Yingning turned to the second floor.

The second floor of this bar is a member-based private room, with good sound insulation in the environment. The boss is very young and has a good relationship with Lu Zhihuan. Meng Yingning has seen it several times and has passed without a license.

As soon as I got up, Meng Yingning's brains were so shocked by the sound of music that she wandered around slowly, and walked towards the public bathroom with a head-heavy head.

The oval open sink is the women's toilet on the right. After Meng Yingning came out, she walked to the sink and put her bag on the low table next to her. She just patted the tap and her phone was buzzing against her pocket.

She was the only one in the toilet. She pulled out her cell phone and looked at the caller ID. She simply turned on and turned on the hands-free and placed it on the sink.

As soon as the hands-free opened, the opposite side made a sound instantly, and there was no pause in a sentence: "Fox, you see Lu Zhihuan's circle of friends. Why did this pussy usually make a sound? When it comes, there is no sound. I'm such a dog."

Meng Yingning closed the water and calmly squeezed the foam and rubbed it open in his palm. The refreshing lemon smell diluted the tobacco smell that lingered in the air.

Her voice is naturally soft, light and sweet, and she hooks people up like cotton. She usually says something like a coquettish: "Can you break a sentence?"

On the other end of the phone, Lin Jingnian took a breath: "Do you know that Lu Zhizhou is back?"

Meng Yingning slapped the tap and washed away the foam on his hands, and then responded slowly: "I know."

"??" Lin Jingnian: "When did you know? You actually already know? Did Lu Zhihuan tell you?"

Meng Yingning was about to speak, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a shadow in the corner reflected in the mirror.

She was startled at first, pursed her lips and rubbed her back half a step, and then her eyes fixed and she paused.

The man appeared at some point. He was hiding in the shadows in black clothes and black pants, standing next to the trash can with his back facing her, holding a cigarette, and a little scarlet flame was clearly extinguished between his fingers.

He has a tall figure, short hair is neat, the outlines of the eyebrows and eyes are deep, the knife is sharp, the lines from the side face to the jaw are cold and hard, and the veins at the neck can be vaguely seen under the dim light.

Having not seen each other in the past ten years, men have long lost their youthful unruly.

Every detail is so unfamiliar that it makes people dazed, full of pure male hormones with a burst of explosiveness.

After years of baptism, the Great Demon King of Pick has become even cooler.

The Great Demon King of Picco successfully evolved into the Great Demon King of Biku.

Amid the sound of the thunderous water, Meng Yingning was so excited that Lin Jingnian interrupted her and continued to ask: "Do you know that Chen Wang is back with him?"

Meng Yingning paused again and subconsciously looked up.

Chen Wang snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can.

His head pressed against the wall, his jaw slightly raised, his neck lengthened, and his eyelids drooped, his eyes were slightly glancing at her without moving.
To be continued...