Chapter 261

"Hehe, I was shocked. When you said that you didn't know who Song Yu was, I thought I had made a wrong call." After Qin Zhao admitted that he was Song Yu, Fu Mingzhu on the opposite side also had a relaxed tone: "It's almost eleven o'clock, why are you still drinking? Are you with friends?"

"No, it's me. I'm really bored today. I just found a tavern and drank a few drinks by myself. No, I just came out of the tavern and let myself refresh myself." Qin Zhao leaned in a residential building Standing on the ground with one foot, the other foot bent back and stepped on the wall, he took out a cigarette casually.

"It's so late, why did you suddenly think of calling me?" When he said this, deep in Qin Zhao's heart was a feeling of filth that a man would feel when he met a woman, and said with the help of wine: "Hehe, do you miss me? You don't really want to have an ONS with me, do you?"

"This is the fourth call I've made to you tonight... Are you also so direct when you're on the phone with other women?" Fu Mingzhu laughed and was not used to being like this with men on the phone, but her Although the tone was a bit complaining, he didn't turn off the call. This means that she may also have the same mentality as Qin, a little bit or want to be like what he said, but as a woman, she has to be reserved.

"Hey, isn't it just to make your mouth more comfortable through the phone? It's like doing that kind of thing. How inconvenient is it if you hide it? Besides, when you and your husband are on the bed, you must not wear clothes. So, it’s better to be direct.” Qin Zhao feels that this woman is getting more and more interesting, anyway, now that he doesn’t want to go home, he might as well strike up a conversation with her, maybe he can really create an ONS that he hasn’t had in a long time. If so, what a pleasant thing it should be!

"Hehe," Fu Mingzhu laughed lightly after being silent for a moment, and then asked frivolously, "Then if I want to meet you now, do you dare to come?"

"Am I afraid of hair?" Qin Zhao pursed his lips and said unconvinced, "Don't say it's just a meeting, even if it's just serving you on the bed, it's fine. Tell me, where are you going?" God knows how Qin Zhao suddenly had such a thing A 'sexual' interest, maybe because I was stimulated tonight? I really want to find a place to vent, but I don't want to go home. He figured that what he said just now, which seems to be true but not true, will definitely let Fu Mingzhu cleverly distract him with other topics. After all, women have always dared to speak out and dare not to do such unspeakable activities like Yehe.

Sure enough, as Qin Zhao expected, after he asked this sentence, Fu Mingzhu on the opposite side remained silent. It seemed that my joke was a bit too much, I raised my head to look at the alley not far away, sighed softly in my heart, and prepared to say goodbye to Fu Mingzhu, and then went home obediently.

"Then come to the Little Swan Hotel on Binhai Road. I'll wait for you at the door." Before Qin Zhao could say goodbye, Fu Mingzhu finally spoke.

"You, you don't really want to be with me, with me, are you?" Qin Zhao couldn't help but put the phone to his ear and asked again: "What you said is true?"

"Is it meaningful to lie to you? Come when you come, don't count." After Fu Mingzhu said this, she directly hung up the phone without waiting for Qin Zhao to say anything else.

"Little Swan Hotel?" Hearing the beeping sound from the mobile phone, Qin Zhao felt that it was necessary to check it out. Even if she lied to him, it was fine. Anyway, he really didn't want to go home now, and Quan regarded it as a stroll to sober up up.

Qin Zhao was lucky. When he wandered out of the alley, he happened to meet a taxi that was not carrying anyone. This is great, even the trouble of asking people about the Little Swan Hotel is saved.

"To the Little Swan Hotel on Binhai Road." After getting on the bus and telling the driver the destination, Qin Zhao leaned his head on the back of the seat, closed his eyes and began to think wildly: Is this Fu Mingzhu a young woman or Aunt Zhuhuang? Maybe it's an underage girl like Cao Bing'er who likes to pretend to be mature, or maybe she's just a fake mother? A hypocrite... If this Fu Mingzhu with a beautiful voice is really a man, I don't know if he should be beaten into a real eunuch.

Just when Qin Zhao was thinking wildly all the way and fell asleep due to the rising alcohol, the taxi driver lightly pressed the car horn, and then said: "Sir, please wake up, the Little Swan Hotel is here. There are a total of Thirteen and fifty cents, I hope you will continue to rent out the 'Golden House' next time, I wish you a good night..."

"Happy and happy, but I don't have money to pay the fare now, so you have to wait a little longer." Before the driver could say the word 'quick', he was interrupted by Qin Zhao, who was yawning with his mouth wide open. Rubbing his somewhat astringent eyes, he saw through the car window that in front of the Little Swan Hotel, which was decorated with colorful outline lights and looked like heaven, there seemed to be a woman standing on the high steps.

"Uh...no money," the driver clicked his mouth, wanting to say, what kind of car would you do without money? But seeing that this guy seemed to be looking for someone in front of the hotel, he held back his next words and waited quietly for him to find someone who could help him pay the fare.

However, with the way he is dressed, will he know someone who lives in this star hotel? Oh, it also looks like the security guard at the gate... Just as the taxi driver waited patiently for Qin Zhao to find someone to pay the fare, he heard him stick his head out of the car window and let out a high-pitched sound.

"Hi!" Qin Zhao, in order to confirm whether the woman standing on the steps wearing a black trench coat is Fu Mingzhu, took out her mobile phone and pressed her mobile number. When he saw the woman reached out and took out her mobile phone and looked down, he was sure that the woman was really Fu Mingzhu, so he quickly stuck his head out of the car window and put his hands on a loudspeaker: "Song Yu is here , come here quickly!"

In fact, the woman had already noticed the taxi parked in front of the Little Swan Hotel during this time period, but as a distinguished lady who can stay in a star-rated hotel like Little Swan, how could she take the initiative to walk in front of a taxi to strike up a conversation? Just when she was wondering why no one came down from the taxi, she heard Song Yu's shout...

"Hi, hello!" Stretching out his hand out of the car window, Qin Zhao waved his hand to the woman who hesitated but still came to the car as a greeting, and asked excitedly, "Fu Mingzhu?"

"Yes, you are Song Yu?" The woman named Fu Mingzhu did have reasons to excite Qin Zhao. She had a tall but plump figure, a serious and tender face, and a noble and elegant temperament...all of them were in To show people that she is not only a woman, but also the best woman among women. After seeing the half of Qin Zhao's protruding head, this superb woman Fu Mingzhu's smile was enough to prove that her first impression of Qin Zhao was very good.

"I'm Song Yu." Qin Zhao glanced at the driver out of the corner of his eye, and then said to Fu Mingzhu, "Take out twenty yuan and give it to him. I don't have any money on me."

After hearing Qin Zhao's words, Fu Mingzhu was taken aback for a moment and then understood. From the smell of alcohol in the air, one can guess that this guy spent all his money on getting drunk. However, this man who was able to ask a woman to pay for him when they met for the first time aroused her interest a lot. He didn't ask nonsense like 'where is your money or do you ask a woman to pay for you', and he was straightforward. He took out a piece of RMB from the windbreaker pocket, handed it into the car through the window, and said to the driver in a voice that was a hundred times better than listening on the phone: "There is no need to give change."

Qin Zhao pushed the * door and got out of the car. The "car and horse fatigue" all the way made him feel like his stomach was overwhelmed. He resisted a mouthful of Li Meiren's specialty dishes such as pig ears mixed with cucumber, and his body began to really shake , and walked a few steps forward with a slow three-and-four dance step under his feet, making way for the taxi to turn around.

"Let the beauty pay the bill for me... Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm really drunk." In front of a beautiful woman, even if he was so drunk that he stared at her beautiful place without moving his eyes, Qin Zhao would I didn't forget to apologize to others. But after the first reasonable sentence was finished, his body tilted to one side. There is no way, even if he is Qin Zhao who is different from ordinary people, when he drinks too much, he will still be like those rascals who often drink too much, with weak calves and unstable standing.

"Hey," Fu Mingzhu was right next to him, how could he have the nerve to watch his friend fall to the ground? So he quickly supported him with all his strength, and before he had time to remind him that he had better stand still, he heard a low growl, and then a porridge-like object mixed with all kinds of smells came from Qin Zhao She sprayed straight out of her mouth, spraying nothing wasted on Fu Mingzhu's bosom, up to her round and sexy chin, up to her tall and straight breasts, down to her flat stomach...and on those brown riding boots , all covered with vomit that made Qin Zhao feel ashamed.

Ah, what's the matter? Fu Mingzhu subconsciously opened her arms and raised her head, trying her best not to see or smell these things, but Qin Zhao, who was completely dizzy, lay straight on her chest that would make a man dream about it when he saw it, and she The open arms are more because they want to maintain the balance of their body, so they have to hug him firmly all at once.

Uh... Is this the classic meeting of netizens? Suppressing the pungent smell, Fu Mingzhu pulled Qin Zhao's arm, trying to make him stand firm. But Qin Zhao, who got out of the car after bumping all the way and was urged by the cold wind, was so drunk at this time that he could be described as unconscious. He couldn't even open his eyes. How could he stand still?