Chapter 158

He didn't know how to describe this interest, which was different from the excitement of chasing for a moment. Anyway, he didn't feel comfortable after teasing the woman.

So, perfunctorily after the old lady Ji, she a phone call on the sea Taro's mobile phone.

It's nearly noon. It's not interesting to eat alone. It's good to have a partner to fight with.

But the sea taro actually lost his such a sentence, "you can find me again."

The voice was so drunk that I didn't know where she had drunk too much wine.

Luo city is so big, he is not very familiar with it. Where can he find it? But sometimes fate is so good.

He found a place to eat, and then drove his car around the street aimlessly. Unexpectedly, he could find her spitting in the garbage can.

I don't know how much she drank in the end, but the smell of wine came to her nose.

When she was crammed into the car, she was almost confused. She only snorted and giggled and belched wine from time to time.

He warned her, "don't puke in my car."

As a result, after only two minutes, she fell down on him and vomited his pants, which made his face green. As soon as the accelerator stepped back to the community, she was embarrassed to take her back to the small apartment where she lived temporarily. She pushed her to the bathroom to make her vomit empty, and then to the bed. She fell asleep.

And his whole body thanks to her dirty, let him frown, "look at you drunk, don't care about you."

Naturally, pants can't be taken off, put into the garbage can, and then can't wait to take a bath.

Before the bath was over, I heard the lock of the bathroom move. Then I watched her stagger in and take off her clothes under his eyes.

This woman's wine is not so bad.

He surrounded himself with a towel, and then went over and held her hand. "Hey, woman, if you want to perform a strip show, I don't mind. I'm afraid you'll wake up and say I've bullied you."

The drunken woman can't listen to it. All the movements and forms are basically unconscious.

The next morning, she was slapped to wake up.

It's really hard to fight. It's really painful.

He glared at her angrily, "why hit me."

The woman's face, flushed with swelling, wrapped herself in a quilt, her arm pointed at him and trembled, "you

Shaking, shaking, she slapped him again.

This slap made him have a temper, caught her want to continue to hit his hand, "woman, but you seduced me first."

"No way."

"It can't have happened." He was glad that he had not been a gentleman last night.

"You son of a bitch." She suddenly screamed, as if she had been greatly aggrieved. She jumped out of bed and smashed things. She was panting. She picked up the clothes on the ground calmly and put them on expressionless. Before leaving, she dropped a sentence, "don't let me see you again."

Before the woman, even if do not know his identity, not for his money also for his face. She's better than him. She's older than him. She's even more drag than him.

The place on her face that she had fanned seems to have a faint pain. She was the first woman who dared to beat him. She just thought about the palpitation she brought to herself last night, and she felt uneasy somewhere under her body.

She was obviously hiding from herself, but he didn't want her to do so easily. She took the car key and went out. Where could she go if she was not at home at the moment? It's the bar, of course.

All he has to do is wait.

On his bed, do you want to leave it so easily? Although he took the initiative, she broke his routine.

Besides, if you want to have bad luck, you can also tilt your feet when you walk on a flat road, and it will hurt her teeth and grin.

Fortunately, not far ahead is the waittingbar.

After standing in place and kneading for a long time, I felt better. She thought well, if that surname Yang dares to come to the bar to pester him, he let Ivy teach him a good lesson. Anyway, Ivy hasn't been able to vent her emotions these days. It's no way to drink all the time.

Now that there is a personal sandbag, it's good to practice fists, which not only vent his sorrow, but also avenge her.

But she did not wait for the broken child, but waited for the last person in her life.

The sea taro almost turns around and wants to go. If she says who she hates most in her life, the middle-aged woman who rushes over and tugs at her arm tightly with tears and tears is one of them.

This man, it's her mother, her mother.

However, her mother is not with her, only with her money.

"Little taro, this time you must rescue your father. He is dying in the hospital. The operation cost needs 200000 yuan. Mom knows you have money. Can you save your father?"

This is her father and mother, in the street, in the crowd staged a bitter plot.

Who doesn't love their parents? But she really can't love it.

Operation cost, ha ha, she really wants to laugh, if it is really the operation cost, even if she hates them again, she will try every means to make up for them, and the patient is the biggest.But that's not the case.

She wanted to get rid of this familiar and strange woman's hand, but she pulled it to death. The hard and aged fingernails pinched into her flesh. It hurt very much, but did it hurt too much?

"I don't have money. I can't even support myself now." She is expressionless, money will not give them, not a cent will not give, she is willing to give no blood Godfather and mother, that makes her feel valuable. To them is to the white eyed wolf.

"Why don't you have any money? Mom knows that you are also a famous singer in the bar, and you can't earn less in a day. Your father is waiting for money to save his life. Xiaotaro, just be a mother and beg you, OK? If your father goes, how can mom live? " Women tears to wipe, let people feel sympathy.

But the sea taro wants to laugh, but how also can't laugh out, they are like the leeches on her body, do not suck her last drop of blood and refuse to give up, "you can live as you like, what's the relationship with me."

This bar street is a place where people gather at night. The activity here attracts a crowd of onlookers, while her indifference brings a burst of criticism.

"How can you be such a woman? Do you have any conscience? She is your mother and saved your father."

"That's right. I've never seen such an unfilial daughter."

"Thanks to my coming to hear you sing every night, I didn't expect that you were such a person and would never see your performance again."

Look, people who don't know the truth are condemning her. This is the effect that her mother wants. She holds her hand tightly, "little taro, you can save your father. If you can't get 200 thousand yuan, you can take one hundred and eighty thousand yuan. Let him do the early operation first, OK? The rest of the mothers will find their own way. "

Haiyu just looked at her coldly, "my mother, have you played enough?"

As soon as the woman was in a hurry, her tears were even more fierce. "Daughter, human life matters. Even if we didn't care about you enough, it was your father. You can't stand still. I don't know, but mom didn't do it

"Then go to your precious son who has a way." Sea taro lost patience, I do not know where the strength from, a push her away.

The woman staggered to stand unsteadily, fell on the ground, and cried, "how could my life be so hard? Raising a daughter so big, my father was hated by her because she had cancer. Now she lies in the hospital and is in agony every day."

Haiyu doesn't want to listen to her chanting sutras, but she turns around and wants to walk, but the crowd blocks her way.

There is humanity, "even if your mother has done something wrong before, it is your mother. Go and apologize to your mother. I want to have a daughter like you, and I'll have you killed."

"If your daughter wants to have a mother like her, she will commit suicide sooner or later."

The popularity of a slap is about to come over, sea taro Leng Sheng Sheng with the arm block, and then vigorously shake off, "you want to teach for others, you also have to find out the truth."

After that, she turned to the woman who was still sitting on the ground crying. She took out a stack of bills from her purse. This was the salary she had paid a few days ago. Half of the money was paid and half of the money was left. There was also a tip given by the guests when they asked for songs and the percentage of the attendance fee. They had not been put into the bank.

She squatted down and raised her ticket in front of the woman, "want money, don't you?"

The woman stopped crying and looked at her, or at the pink note in her hand.