Chapter 225

In front of him, when Xiao Fengsao saw the night tassel and was in a hurry to put on his clothes, he immediately thought of those "pheasants" who could "do it" for 50 yuan.

Who made the night tassel like this? Who insulted the most sacred person in a child's mind?

Small coquettish eyes, or intuition tells him: Chu Yang!

A child who swears at the age of seven that when he grows up, he will let his mother have a good life. Is it an ordinary child?

no

Therefore, Xiao Fengsao's feeling of disappointment, heartache, sadness, and even regret mixed behind the scenes that he couldn't accept was like a shot of chicken blood on him, which made his eyes turn red instantly. He completely forgot the strength contrast that Chu Yang could stamp with one foot. He grabbed Chu's hand like crazy and bit it hard.

After biting his teeth into Chu Yang's flesh, tears came down from his coquettish eyes.

Chu Yang and yeliusu didn't expect that xiaofengsao would burst in at this time, and they didn't expect that he would be so stimulated when he saw this behind the scenes!

For a moment, they were all stunned.

Especially Chu Yang, although his hand is very painful, he still dare not do anything to Xiao Fengsao. He even dare not do the action of tightening his muscles, for fear that it will hurt his teeth. He just yells in a low voice: "Xiao Fengsao, let go, you are crazy!"

"Chuyang!" Xiao Fengsao looked up and tears ran down his dirty face, but he still couldn't blink and hissed: "I'm wrong about you, I'm wrong about you!"

His mouth hissed with cold air, Chu Yang raised his hand and threw it hard several times. Some of them asked angrily, "tell me, how can you see me wrong?"

"I've always thought of you as the best person for my mother and me!" Tears flow along the cheek in the mouth, mixed with the blood between the lips, small coquettish fiercely staring at Chu Yang: "I have always said to myself, when I grow up, I want to repay you well, but you dare to my mother!"

"I didn't..." Chu Yang wanted to explain to the little boy, but even he felt that his explanation was so weak: don't you really have it? What did you want to do? Although it's normal for couples to go to bed and play with a car crash now, it's possible for them to become couples if they are lovers! But can you marry Ye Liusu? Can I?

So Chu Yang didn't know how to answer.

"What's the matter? What's the matter, little coquettish? " At this time, Zhang Dashui Xiangling and others in the hall on the first floor thought something had happened when they heard the voice of Xiao Fengsao crying and shouting. A dozen people rushed to the door.

When they see the night tassels standing in the room, they know what a big mistake it is to come up now.

Night tassel is interesting to Chu Yang, which Zhang Dashui and others have known for a long time.

In fact, they also want Chu Yang to marry Ye Liusu, and they have long regarded him as the man of the sect leader.

"He, he bullied my mother, I misjudged him." Xiao Fengsao looks at Chu Yang, shaking his head back.

Zhang Dashui reached for Xiao Fengsao's arm, squatted down and said in a soft voice, "Xiao Fengsao, boss Chu didn't bully your mother."

Xiangling also came over, gently put her arms around xiaofengsao's waist and whispered in his ear: "xiaofengsao, you know, boss Chu and your mother are very good, don't you? They were just doing what adults should do... When you grow up, you'll understand that. "

"You mean Chu Yang will marry my mother?" Small coquettish eyes a bright.

"Yes." Zhang Dashui and Xiangling nodded. But in my heart, I thought again: this child is so early.

Small coquettish Huo ground turns round, hold up head, say aloud: "Chu Yang, you can marry my Niang to be a wife?"

Chu Yang stood there stupidly, he didn't know how to answer the child's words.

"Can you?"

In the small coquettish questioning, Chu Yang began some confusion, turned to look at the night tassel, murmured: "I will?"

"Niang, will Chu Yang marry you?"

With the small coquettish this does not break the casserole to ask in the end never give up the question, everyone's eyes are focused on the night tassel body.

Night tassel did not speak, just slowly finishing their own clothes.

Chu Yang asked her, "can I?" After these three words, she already knew the result.

At last, she gathered the disordered hair together for a while, and the night tassel gave a smile and shook her head gently: "my mother won't marry him."

"Why?"

Night tassel came to the little coquettish, reached out and held him in his arms, whispered: "because you haven't grown up yet."

Although xiaofengsao is only a seven-year-old, he is not the kind of guy who can be coaxed with a bag of French fries. After listening to Ye Liusu, he understood that Chu Yang would not marry his mother. Since he can't marry yeliusu, he takes off his mother's clothes

If not in the heart of Chu Yang has a little coquettish do not understand their own feelings, he will certainly not give up, more will not clench his fists, word by word said: "Chu Yang, you, roll!"

Xiao Fengsao's father used to be the boss of luojianmen. To be the leader of the No.1 killer sect in China, we should not only have excellent skills and cool head, but also have cold-blooded rigidity in our bones!

Although Xiang is dead, Xiao Fengsao continues his life.

So, as a seven-year-old, it's not surprising that he can have such a performance today.

Now that things have come to this stage, even if chuyang is not chased away by xiaofengsao, he has no face to stay here.

With a bitter smile, Chu Yang went to xiaofengsao and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

An adult says sorry to a child, which also shows that the adult values the child very much.

This also let understand Chu Yang won't marry night tassel for wife and resentful Zhang Dashui and others, in the heart also how much better.

Chu Yang apologized to Xiao Fengsao and walked out of the manager's office with his head down.

Chu Yang was just like a dream. He walked down the second floor a little bit.

As he walked through the hall to the door, he grabbed the door, stopped, turned around, laughed at some girls standing in the hall, and then walked down the steps.

Chu Yang knew that he had lost something today.

Trust.

Or friendship.

Trust or friendship from a seven year old.

When Xiao Fengsao cried out, "I'm wrong about you!" I don't know why, his heart is very painful. A kind of pain when the glass breaks into the meat.

In one's life, whether you want to or not, there will always be something to lose, such as the flying youth, the moment when the first lover refuses to turn around, and so on.

Chu Yang has always felt: people live, there are gains and losses, this is no longer normal.

However, what makes him proud and proud is that he has always firmly held a kind of friendship and trust that his brother is willing to exchange for his life.

If it hadn't happened tonight, he wouldn't have understood that he and xiaofengsao had such feelings beyond life.

This kind of feeling that people seldom encounter in their life is lost because of his brain.

Maybe never again.

Chu Yang is very regretful, very upset, very hate himself.

After starting the car and driving onto the road, he suddenly had a strong impulse to vent his anger by shouting, getting drunk and even crying.

No matter when, Chu Yang will not cry, but he wants to get drunk, the kind of drunk.

In provincial capital cities, both men and women, as long as they have money, no matter what time of the day, can find a place to get drunk.

Chu Yang wants to get drunk. He wants to.

So a few miles after leaving the bodyguard company, he went into a bar.

Chuyang didn't look at the name of the bar. He just walked in front of the bar, took out a thick pile of money, fell on the bar and said to the bartender in a sexy black leather coat, "give me the wine."

"What kind of wine?" The bartender looks at Chu Yang who reaches for his shirt button with great interest.

"Liquor, the strongest kind."

The bartender turned around and took a bottle of Martell O. her tone was a little frivolous and said, "handsome man, how boring it is to drink alone. Do you want me to accompany you?"

Chu Yang ignored her.

In his life, at least 1397 beautiful women have accosted him with such words.

Women, sometimes in his eyes, far less than a bottle of liquor.

Women are fickle, but spirits burn.

Chu Yang opened the cap of the bottle without using the wine glass. He looked up at the bottle and began to drink.

Eleven seconds three two, at most eleven seconds three two, he drank the whole bottle of liquor! The bartender silently calculates in her heart and slowly opens her mouth. In her two years as a bartender, she has never seen anyone drink spirits as mineral water in a bar!

Looking at Chu Yang's flushed face, she suddenly felt that her heart beat very hard, and there was a place where she began to feel itchy and moist.

Men are like wine, the stronger it is, the more delicious it is.

When the bartender first climbed into a man's bed at the age of 17, she understood this truth.

"Er... Hoo!" Chu Yang put down the wine bottle, raised his head, vomited out a mouthful of wine gas, and laughed at some silly female bartenders: "foreign wine is too light, do you have a domestic 62 degree knife?"

Seeing Chu Yang's face flushed, she smiles at herself. The bartender doesn't know why. Her healthy and beautiful face is as red as a bottle of liquor. She takes a sneak look and doesn't seem to notice Feige here. (the "boss" who is responsible for watching the show is also the man who is pestering her now.) One eye, whispered, "Sir, there are no selling of the knife here, but only some Baijiu liquor. If you want to drink, you can go to my house. There are several bottles of burning knives in my father's cupboard."

"How far is your home?" Chu Yang shook his head. He felt a bit out of touch when he drank a bottle of Baijiu at a gulp.

"Not far, just a few kilometers." The bartender quickly replied, "ten minutes at most."