Chapter 112

"What?! Xie Tangfeng?" a woman who had already become a pool of mud seemed to suddenly become a statue of reinforced concrete. She sat up straight and stared at the man who had also been spread opposite without blinking.

Yiling just thought that this man was very rich, just like cheating some wine money! But she never thought that this man was Xie Tangfeng.

Oh, my God!

It was like a huge pie, which hit him on the head at once. The artist who hit him was really completely confused.

For a moment she held the man's body motionless.

"What are you waiting for? Get him up quickly! Big gold master, God has given us such a big gold master! Ha ha ha ha, it's developed now!" the bartender didn't care about the artiste. He threw down his hands, put his hands under Xie Tangfeng's armpits and put him up with great effort.

But his height is about 170, and Xie Tangfeng's net height is 187. He works hard and Xie Tangfeng is also half kneeling.

"I said, sister, sister! Yiling! Come and help, you're scared silly?" he carried Xie Tangfeng on his shoulder, and he was already shaky.

Yiling was shouted by her brother, and then she woke up from a trance.

"Ah? Oh..." Yiling's reaction was still half a beat slow, but at least she stood up and put her hand... On Xie Tangfeng's shoulder!

"Hey! You're not helping me. You're also very heavy. Get up and start quickly!" a man's weight is enough for him, and now he has another entertainer! The three men couldn't support it any more and fell heavily to the ground together.

"Ouch, hey! My old bone. Xie Tangfeng looks very thin. Why is he so heavy? What a strong body it must be. It's going to die by coughing..." the three people are the same. The artist is above, Xie Tangfeng is in the middle, and the bartender is at the bottom. The two men put together more than 200 kilograms, so impolitely put all the pressure on him.

Yiling lies on Xie Tangfeng's body. She is very comfortable. She has a wide back. She's just lying on it! At least it's hotter than that broken sofa. In the twinkling of an eye, she seemed to fall asleep again.

"Ah! I said, cough! I'm going to be crushed to death! Can you change a place and snore!" he pushed Xie Tangfeng aside, but a drunk man is no different from a dead man. He pushed a few times, didn't move half a minute, and he was exhausted.

Just when he thought he was going to be crushed to death by the skin of a sandwich, Xie Tangfeng turned over and slipped directly off him. And Yiling followed and was taken to the ground.

Xie Tangfeng's face is up, her face is down... Their mouths are almost pasted!

Yiling seems to be still dreaming. What picture did she dream of. A handsome man wants to kiss her. It's a matter of no refusal!

She pouted up and made a sound of "MMM", and just at this time, a slap was on her face and sealed her mouth

She opened her eyes excitedly, but Xie Tangfeng closed her eyes, but her hand kept between their mouths and successfully stopped the dream.

Yiling wanted to get rid of Xie Tangfeng's hand, but although the man was sleeping, his hand was still so strong. His palm wrapped Yiling's face. She had felt that her face had been seriously deformed.

"Pot... Pot... Open to save me..." she tried to break free, but her hands were too tight. She couldn't even speak clearly.

"Hey! Success is not enough, failure is more than success. How can I teach you to be smart?" it turned out that the bartender is Yihuai, Yiling's brother. In this neon land, their names are quite artistic.

He staggered to his feet, broke Xie Tangfeng's hand with all his strength, and pulled up the artist.

"Are you awake? We're going to close the door and leave. Take... Him!" he pointed to the big financier he identified, and his mind has been made up.

The actor pinched by Xie Tangfeng has been sober for most of the time. He looks at his brother and the drunken Xie Tangfeng, and nods blankly.

The two men pulled Xie Tangfeng up together, stood on both sides, and stumbled to the door.

"Help him sit down, I'll lock the door! You call a taxi." help Xie Tangfeng to the steps at the door and sit down. Yihuai takes out the key to the bar, while Yiling staggers to take a taxi.

She stood on the side of the road from left to right, her hands swinging wildly. Where is she taking a taxi? She's obviously doing radio gymnastics.

A taxi with empty lights came in front. She quickly jumped to the middle of the road and danced, "here, here is a taxi..."

But as soon as she slipped, she fell in the direction of the car.

"Yiling..." Yihuai just locked the door. When he turned around, he just saw this scene. He broke through his clothes in a cold sweat.

He stepped on the steps and stepped to the lowest step, but he was too far away and his skill was too poor. He could only pray silently in his heart that the car could stop in time.

But maybe the taxi driver was too tired and unresponsive. The car didn't mean to slow down at all, but drove faster and faster.

He closed his eyes tightly in fear.

The moment Yiling falls down, she sees the coming car. At this moment, her wine really wakes up.

The light of the car shook her eyes. She couldn't see everything around her. The harsh brake filled her ears. Just when she felt that she had not been saved, a lightning figure rushed over. At the moment when Yiling was about to fall to the ground, she held her up and rolled to one side.

The wheels rubbed the ends of her hair and stopped. A few seconds later, it was terrible that she had bled on the street.

"Yiling, Yiling! Are you okay!!" Yihuai ran over with a cry and quickly picked up the Yiling lying on the ground. He turned to thank Xie Tangfeng, but found that he never woke up.

"This man is so divine," he said to the artist.

"Are miss and Mr. OK? I'm sorry, I really didn't see this miss, and suddenly rushed out. I..." the driver jumped out of the car and ran around them, eagerly asked.

"It's all right. This accident is a big event..." even if he knew that his sister had the responsibility first, he still said to protect the calf.

"Lucky! Where are you going?" he nodded and bowed to Yihuai to apologize, and asked politely.

Yihuai thought for a moment and motioned to the taxi driver to help him get Xie Tangfeng into the car. After settling down Xie Tangfeng, he stuffed the artist into the car.

"Let's go!..." after sitting in the co pilot's position and reporting an address to the driver, the car started slowly. It's actually not far from the bar. There's no car on the road in the dead of night. As if in the blink of an eye, the car drove to their house.