Chapter 667

The bar is not big, the decoration style is mainly simple, but there are many people in it. Some people are sitting in front of the bar drinking, others are dancing on the dance floor.

As soon as the pairing of the two handsome men appeared at the entrance of the bar, it immediately attracted the attention of many women.

With the deafening music, two women came and sat beside Fu ting and he Shaolin.

"Handsome man, have a drink together."

If it's normal, he Shaolin may agree, but today he is not in a good mood. He immediately puts on his face, "I'm not in a mood today, don't provoke me!"

The woman next to him began to back out and stand up.

The woman near fu Ting raised her long fingertips and smiled, "if you are not happy, you will be happy if you drink some wine, right?"

"Well, you woman can talk."

The beauty raised her glass. "So, let's have a drink together?"

"Well, have a drink."

Soon, he Shaolin and the two beauties had a drink and chatted with each other.

Fu Ting came here tonight to get drunk, but he never wanted to find a woman to drink. He looked around and found a quiet corner to drink from.

"Is there anyone here?"

The woman wore a high ponytail, an improved sailor's suit, a delicate face with imperceptible light makeup, and a high school student's dress.

If If you ignore her slightly raised abdomen, it can be said that it's a sexy creature, which makes the men in contact show their eyes narrowed.

"Why are you here?" Fu Ting looked at it coldly, his face full of impatience.

In order to catch Fu Ting's heart, song Siqin makes a meal at home every day and waits for Fu ting to come back, but he never eats it.

Later, when ordered by the old man, she went to find Fu ting with love and often threw herself into an empty space.

New year's Eve, she really don't know what Fu Ting is up to.

After many inquiries, she finally knew the real reason why Fu Ting was not at home. Thinking about it, she knew she couldn't wait to die, so she came here.

Fu Ting wondered how song Siqin knew that he Shaolin was going to have a drink with him temporarily?

"Thundering! Why are you looking at me like this? " Song Siqin thought that Fu Ting was fascinated by his dress, stroked his face and leaned a little closer.

When her body was approaching, Fu Ting put out his hand and stopped her. "How do you know I'm here?"

"I I have an appointment with a friend, but I didn't expect to meet you here. "

Fu Ting chuckled and looked up and down at Song Siqin, who was not afraid of the cold. "It turns out that you like Cosplay when you meet your friends."

Song Siqin quickly denied, "no, no!"

When he got up, Fu Ting said to song Siqin, who was standing in his way, "excuse me."

"Thunder!" Song Siqin looks at Fu Ting shamefully, pours into his arms and hugs him tightly. "Ting, don't be so indifferent to me, OK?"

"Go away!" Fu Ting didn't have a good face for song Siqin.

Song Siqin doesn't give up, still holding Fu Ting tightly, and casting Jiao in his arms. "Ting, people really like you. Would you like to divide up your heart to Ning Wan

The pungent smell sucked into the nasal cavity, which made Fu Ting's nose uncomfortable. He pushed song Siqin away, "don't be so close to me!"

"Thunder!" Song Siqin is not willing to take Fu Ting's wrist.

Fu Ting, with a black face, shook off her hand.

With a soft cry, song Siqin fell back to the sofa, at the same time, his waist happened to bump into the wooden armrest on the sofa

Fu Ting didn't care. He strode to leave. At this time, he Shaolin came over, put his arms around his neck and asked, "which beautiful girl did you just talk to?"

"Pretty girl?" Fu Ting squeezed words out of his teeth, "if you like this beautiful girl, you can take it away."

"Don't mention, our anqing Club ate me," he Shaolin laughed and looked at the sofa. Suddenly his eyes widened and he laughed again. "Song Siqin? What the hell are you wearing? "

Song Siqin is covering his stomach, and there are beads of sweat on his forehead. He is humming softly, which seems very uncomfortable.

He Shaolin stepped back, as if worried about getting into trouble. "What's wrong with her?"

"Who knows!" Fu Ting was cold and didn't look at Song Siqin. He walked through the crowd.

He Shaolin is going to follow. He Shaolin hears someone shouting, "she's bleeding."

The bottom of the blue sailor's suit oozed a long stream of blood, and more blood flowed down the white thigh root of song Siqin.

Bleeding? He Shaolin was stunned. He rubbed his eyes and looked at it again. Finally, he was sure. He turned around and walked quickly to hold Fu ting. "No way!"

"For what?"

He Shaolin panicked and pointed to Fu Ting's back. "She She seems to be bleeding. "

"If you bleed, you bleed. What's the fuss?"

He Shaolin breaks Fu Ting's body and looks at it. "Song Siqin is really bleeding. You'd better have a look!"Fu Ting, with a slight sideways look, saw song Siqin lying on the sofa. Her sailor's suit and the root of her thigh were dyed red. At this time, she was reaching out to him feebly, "ting, help me."

Fu Ting squinted and did not move.

Compared with Fu Ting's calmness, he Shaolin looks more excited. "Ting, let's call a nurse's car now?"

"Your name."

"OK, I'll call right now." He Shaolin felt in his pants pocket for a long time before he found his mobile phone and immediately called the hospital.

Song Siqin struggles to get up, reaches out his right hand to Fu ting for help, "ting, hold me, I I'm cold. "

Fu Ting stood still as if he were a stranger. Many people have noticed the situation on song Siqin's side. Some are sympathetic and some are ridiculed.

"How pitiful! Won't the baby be gone?"

Song Siqin's pain made him sweat, but he didn't forget to retort, "you I beg your pardon? My child didn't It's all right. "

Another said, "I don't want to make the children in my belly better when I come to a bar with a big stomach."

"I don't know my body? Even if it's a miscarriage, no wonder anyone. "

Everyone said, Fu Ting looked at it coldly.

Song Siqin has been stretching his arm, his eyes are eager to see Fu ting. "Ting, come here, OK?"

Fu Ting looked down at the wristwatch coldly. He did not know whether he was talking to himself or complaining to he Shaolin. "Are you sure you have made the right call?"

"Get out of the way!" Several doctors and nurses rushed to the hospital with stretchers on their shoulders

When they saw each other in white coats, they immediately backed away and made way.

"Who is the patient's family?"

He Shaolin didn't think about it. He immediately pointed to Fu Ting, "it's him!"

Fu Ting frowned and whispered, "he Shaolin! Don't talk. "

"At this time, you should be responsible."

"This is not a matter of commitment." Fu Ting retorted coldly.

He Shaolin pushes Fu Ting forward a few steps. "Who cares?"

"I......"

The doctor was worried and impatient. "Since you are the patient's family, please follow us."

Fu Ting has no choice but to follow him to the ambulance. He takes a deep look at Shaolin when getting on the bus.