Hearing his hoarseness, Yan Qiaoyu turned back and still stood at the door to see him: "how?"
Seeing Yan Qiaoyu, who was especially calm and calm opposite, Huo Feng pointed around: "why am I in your house?"
Yan Qiaoyu sniffed: "think for yourself."
He raised his finger to a bottle of red wine on the corner of the bedside table: "think about it with this bottle of red wine."
Huo Feng glanced at the bottle of red wine, took it to his hand and studied it carefully. Fragments about yesterday began to emerge in his mind.
Bar, girl in red, Yan Qiaoyu, his beautiful little girlfriend, taxi, boat
Scratching his head, he twisted his eyebrows and said, "you brought me to your house?"
"Otherwise? I don't seem to know where your house is." Yan Qiaoyu still leaned against the door frame to look at him, and his eyebrows raised slightly: "do you know how much this bottle of red wine is in your hand?"
Huo Feng shook his head and looked blankly: "how much is it?"
"Ho!" Yan Qiaoyu hissed and joked with a smile: "168000!"
"168000!" Huo Feng was shocked at the bottom of his eyes and twisted his eyebrows deeply.
He still remembers that he explicitly told the girl in red last night to ask for the most expensive bottle of red wine! The man brought him a bottle of 168000?
Fool the ghost?
Look down on who!
From Yan Qiaoyu's point of view, Huo Feng's expression at the moment is naturally full of frustration and self blame. His chin is slightly raised. Yan Qiaoyu's tone is a little harsh: "will you go to a bar like this in the future?"
Huo Feng shook his head hard: "no!"
What a hole!
The little sister selling wine has poor eyesight.
Does he look like the kind of person who can't afford millions of red wine?
Yan Qiaoyu was satisfied with his performance. His voice was slightly low. "Besides wine, you also have Baijiu and beer. Last night, you spent one hundred and eighty thousand yuan on it. I paid for it."
"Did you pay for me?" Huo Feng began to look for his wallet and mobile phone: "I'll transfer the money to you."
Seeing that he was a little flustered, Yan Qiaoyu held his arms and stared at him: "do you have money?"
"Yes."
"I'm afraid it's all your savings?"
Huo Feng was stunned and suddenly thought that in Yan Qiaoyu's eyes, his career seemed to be just a driver.
You shouldn't take out so much money without changing your face at once. It will look very strange.
So he nodded, "almost."
"Forget it." Yan Qiaoyu's tone was a bit like he hated iron but not steel: "just learn a lesson. Go to the bar and call me together in the future. At least he won't be nearly taken away by a woman..."
Huo Feng: "
But I was taken away by a man!
This time is not in Qin Jingyang's territory, otherwise no one will want to take him away.
Yan Qiaoyu saw a touch of pity at the bottom of his eyes, and his heart gave birth to a touch of pity. He shrugged slightly: "from now on, I'll be your creditor. Pay back the money slowly. I'm not in a hurry."
Huo Feng nodded and his eyes were full of sincerity: "OK, I... Pay it back every month."
Yan Qiaoyu nodded and deliberately teased him: "how much is it in a month?"
Huo Feng's mind turned. Combined with the driver's salary and the consumption level of Jinghai City, he raised a finger: "a thousand?"
Yan Qiaoyu picked his eyebrow: "yes, 1000 a month, 180 months, 15 years."
Fifteen years!
Huo Feng: "
Nodding, he said, "when the salary is high, I can pay back more."
Yan Qiaoyu didn't say anything more. He took a few steps forward, opened the cabinet, took out two clothes from inside and threw them on the bed: "I'll wash your clothes and wear mine first."
Huo Feng's face was stiff. Only then did he realize that he was only wearing a robe style Pajama, so last night
"Can you help me undress?" He asked.