"Er, thin and shallow!" Tang Song couldn't help but walk over, pulled down his clothes and warned in a voice: "you drink a little too much. You don't have a clear mind. Don't you have to go to the company? I'll send you there!"

Then he used some strength, clenched Bo Qian's hand, walked outside the door, turned back, looked at Shi Nian and smiled awkwardly: "well, there was a misunderstanding. Bo Qian really drank too much today. Don't take what he said to heart. You can talk about it when he wakes up tomorrow."

"Well, go back slowly. When you get home, give me a message. Let's go first!"

With that, Tang and song dragged people away directly.

Bo Qian was still speechless. Like a puppet, he was dragged out by the Tang and Song dynasties.

There are a lot of people in the bar.

Some girls who had previously seduced thin and shallow tried to pass by mu Shinian, and then raised the volume: "I don't look at my weight. I really thought that man would take the bait."

"Yes, I think too much of myself."

"Come to the bar dressed like this and think you're a clean stream."

Mu Shinian couldn't hear anything. She lowered her head and looked at the shadow on the ground. Her eyes were blank.

Bo shallow, don't want her?

It seems that there is nothing wrong.

After all, Bo Qian said that if she dared to leave, she would really not want her.

She didn't know how long she stood until someone came over and gently reminded her: "well, Miss mu, Mr. Tang asked me to take you back."

Mu Shinian shook his head: "no, thank you."

Then she went out directly.

The man followed her and said, "well, Mr. Tang said, let me take you back. He said, don't worry about your current situation."

Mu Shinian stopped and gave him an expressionless look.

"No."

The man saw that she really resisted and had no other way, so he had to nod: "OK, be careful on the way."

"OK."

Mu Shinian was like a wandering soul. The whole person was in no mood. She stood slowly at the roadside waiting for the traffic light. When the green light was on, she walked over and went along the street to the station.

The man looked at her like a person without a soul. She stood there alone waiting for the bus. When the bus came, she put in a coin and got on the bus.

From beginning to end, she was very quiet.

The man grabbed his head. Some of them didn't understand very much. After thinking for a long time, he still sent a text message to reply to his life.

As a result, within two minutes, the phone rang.

He looked at the caller ID and immediately picked it up: "young master."

"How is she? Is she all right?"

The man, er, didn't seem to know how to organize the language.

He tangled for a moment and slowly explained, "she's quite normal. That's how to say, she seems a little lost. No, she should be very lost."

Tang Song also stopped on the phone.

After a long time, the man summoned up his courage and said, "well, young master, I didn't say that the little girl doesn't look adult. Are you a little too animal like this?"

Tang Song's gnashing voice came from there: "there's something wrong with you. She has nothing to do with me!"

The man said, and his voice became more empty: "no, then why are you... That girl is really not your style."

"Enough of you."