The night in Xiangjiang was getting dark very fast, and there were more and more activities at night. Zhou Xiaoxing felt a little unhappy and confused. He took out the note and looked at it. The third uncle's house was not far from here, so he took advantage of the time.

, he approached a bar.

Men and women were dancing in the bar, wearing cool clothes. From time to time, there was a smell of low-quality tobacco. Zhou Xiaoxing persuaded her to leave as soon as she entered. When she stepped back, she didn't pay much attention and bumped into a woman. She couldn't tell what she looked like, but she knew what she was wearing.

She is dressed in red, not really red.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay, be careful, hey, little guy." The woman called out Zhou Xiaoxing's name at home very skillfully.

"Who are you? How do you know..." After Zhou Xiaoxing stood firm, he turned around and asked. When he saw his face, he immediately stopped talking.

"That's great, Qimeng, I finally see you. Am I just dreaming?" After saying that, he opened his arms to hug you.

"Hey, hey, I'm not Qimeng, I'm Mengluo, your third uncle's friend." The woman in front of her took three steps back and explained quickly.

"Oh, Meng Luo, then you open this bar." Zhou Xiaoxing hurriedly stepped back and raised his head, "Meng Luo Bar" was right in front of him.

"Yeah, let's go in and have a few drinks. I'll treat you." Meng Luo led Zhou Xiaoxing in, not outside the lobby, but into a private room.

Meng Luo brought in a few bottles of good wine and entered the house. He had always heard from his third uncle that he had a nephew. He had also seen photos, but never in person. When he saw her today, he was really good and handsome.

Also polite.

"Meng Luo, why do you think there is something on your face when you look at me like this?" Zhou Xiaoxing was also surprised. Meng Luo was the object of competition between Uncle San and Xing Zai for a while, so why are you staring at him now?

Knowing that he is good-looking, he would be embarrassed to stare at him like this.

"No, I just want to know the difference between you and Third Uncle Xingzi. I saw that you are much prettier than them."

"Thank you." He still believed the compliment coming from the beautiful Mengluo. But he didn't have the heart to think about it now. He was still thinking about Hua Di and JoJo.

"Come, let's drink." Meng Luo also saw that Zhou Xiaoxing was worried, and thought about giving him a few more drinks.

"I won't drink anymore, I won't eat, and I will vomit if I drink."

"Then let's eat first." Meng Luo clapped her hands and called for someone.

Zhou Xiaoxing stopped him, "No, I'm not in the mood."

"I noticed it as soon as you came in. Tell me and I will relieve your boredom."

Zhou Xiaoxing's eyes lit up, one person was trying to outsmart him, and the other two were trying to outsmart him, "Okay, uh, Meng Luo, if I tell you, don't laugh at me, I have a friend."

Got it, this friend is yourself.

It's really not the case, but Zhou Xiaoxing is too lazy to explain. What he wants now is a method.

"As for that friend, his status and background are not very good. By chance, he fell in love with a girl, and the girl seemed to like him too. But if they fall in love, there will be many obstacles. In this case, they still have to

Are you in love?" Zhou Xiaoxing felt that he had made the matter clear.

Meng Luo picked up a glass of red wine, shook it, and thought for a few seconds, "Well, brother, I think you can get in touch with this girl first. Love, although it is mysterious, is not that easy to happen.

.There are so many examples throughout the ages. How many men and women have met true love again? If they did, the heroes and heroines in those relationships would not end well. But they are still willing."

They said she was a friend of his, but Meng Luo said it directly. Zhou Xiaoxing immediately corrected her, "It's my friend, not me. However, Meng Luo, what you said still makes some sense."

"It's a joke. What I'm saying is true. I've seen a lot of examples in this bar. Just young people like you, let's see if there's any difference." Meng Luo drank the red wine in one breath.<

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Also, Zhou Xiaoxing suddenly realized why he was thinking so much about something that didn't happen.

"Mengluo, I should go back, it's too late."

"Okay, bring your girl to me next time and I'll check it for you to see if it's your love."

"They all say they are my friends."

"Tough talk."

Forty-five minutes later, the third uncle's house came home.

"Why did you just come back? A girl came looking for you." The third uncle handed over a bowl of noodles, "Mengluo also called and said that you haven't eaten yet, why are you so incapable of taking care of yourself?"

"Uncle San, I don't like noodles, can you try something else?" Xingzi likes to eat, but he doesn't.

"No, just eat if you want. If you don't eat, you'll fall down."

Zhou Xiaoxing touched his withered belly and decided to compromise, "By the way, come find me."

"I don't know, I was playing mahjong and didn't pay attention, but she left her number down."

Zhou Xiaoxing took it and dialed directly. The call was connected quickly, "Zhou Xiaoxing, this is JoJo, I want to..."

JoJo spoke in a low voice and hesitantly, definitely thinking about Hua Di. Zhou Xiaoxing put down the bowl and said, "JoJo, are you okay? It's uncomfortable to hear your voice."

"I'm fine. I think I want you to accompany me to find Hua Di tomorrow. I saw a policeman outside the house."

This is normal. Sir Jiang would not be willing to let Hua Di and his group go. He was sure that JoJo was not telling the truth, so he used the usual police tactics to keep an eye on the hostages.

"JoJo, you don't have to be afraid. This is the normal operation of the embassy. As for Hua Di, he came back soon after you left. I saw him and explained it to you clearly." Zhou Xiaoxing was too talkative and had nothing to say to JoJo.

Know.

"Thank you, but I still want to see him." JoJo seemed to not care whether he explained or not.

"Explanation?" Zhou Xiaoxing touched his temple.

"Uh, I can't tell you clearly on the phone. Let's talk tomorrow when we meet. Let's meet at Uncle Bao's place." The phone was disconnected and it seemed like someone had entered the room.

"Third sister, why didn't you knock on the door?" JoJo went to the room after returning home. She was waiting for the call and wanted to make a call, but she didn't notice that the door was not closed.

"Miss, it's already ten o'clock, I remind you to take a shower and go to bed."

"Oh, thank you Third Sister, I'll go right away." After Third Sister left, she closed the door gently.

JoJo put the phone away, changed her clothes, put Wadi's denim jacket and lighter in her backpack, and walked into the bathroom.

Zhou Xiaoxing looked at the phone and felt a little strange. When he called again, no one answered.

"Hello, tell me, when did you meet the girl? I don't know. When Meng Luo told me, I didn't believe it." The third uncle handed the face to Zhou Xiaoxing, with ridicule on his face.

"She is not my girl, believe it or not." Zhou Xiaoxing took a big mouthful of noodles, and it tasted pretty good.

"By the way, where's Master, and where's Brother Dao, why are you the only one?" After Zhou Xiaoxing finished a bowl of noodles, he noticed that there were only two of them in the house.

"Chocolate, Daozi took them back to the countryside to raise money. I want them to stay down. What did Daozi say? The air in the countryside is good and suitable for recuperation. I think he has a secret." The third uncle wiped the table and looked at her in a daze.

Nagging.

"Secret?" One has amnesia and the other is frustrated. What secrets do they have?

"They must be researching new gambling techniques and don't want to talk to me."

Hey, Uncle San’s mouth may be full of ivory.

"Wash up and go to sleep. It's early." Zhou Xiaoxing took a towel and entered the toilet.

"Hey, that's a rag, Shaozi. I put your new towel in the toilet for you, don't make a mistake."
Chapter completed!