Chapter 396: I hate you for not remembering anything 7
Look at your watch, it's eleven o'clock
In the wine, it is the moment of madness, the moment of one-night stand
Somehow, his heart suddenly became agitated. These two words had never anything to do with him.
Mu Nianqing gently clenched her fist, resolutely opened the door, walked to the garage, and drove away.
Intoxicated in the dark night, the passion of Nathan's wine radiates like a laser light, shining brightly and dimly on the addicted faces of boys and girls.
Mu Nianqing walked through the crowd and was chatted by several beautiful girls in just a short period of time. She was wearing heavy makeup and false eyelashes that were almost half the length of a finger.
Mu Nianqing politely refused them and looked for Ning Meng's figure in the dim light.
After walking around the dance floor, Ning Meng was nowhere to be seen. He had already been eaten by many bold beauties. When he walked to the outside of the dance floor, he was already sweating a little.
In my heart, I felt a little upset, so I sat down by the stage and ordered a glass of wine.
Immediately, three beauties came over to strike up a conversation. Mu Nianqing lost her usual elegance and ignored them coldly. The girls finally saw an extraordinary and handsome man, how could they just stop there?
So, someone put his arm around Mu Nianqing's shoulder and whispered seductively into his ear. He held his wine glass with a slender hand and said, "Brother, drinking alone will make you sad and hurt your lungs. How about us sisters?" Let's accompany you"
Just as he was about to take off the wine glass that he was holding loosely, Mu Nianqing suddenly grabbed his wrist and shouted in a low voice: "If you don't leave, I won't be polite."
Several girls were surprised. They were so beautiful, and their behavior was not frivolous. In the eyes of men, it was at most a suggestive temptation, but this man did not use it.
Suddenly, a girl stared at Mu Nianqing's face and said, "Come on, sisters, you can tell he's a gay just by looking at his fake look."
Mu Nianqing glanced at her coldly, indifferently, but with a silent dignity.
At that moment, several women felt the male coldness coming from the men, and left obediently in silence.
Mu Nianqing pushed the wine glass, stood up, glanced around the circle of wine, and walked towards a corner.
At that time, a light swept across and hit Ning Meng's face.
She was sitting in the corner of the sofa, and a man sitting intimately next to her was talking to her. Ning Meng's eyes were already a little distracted.
The man held her hand, but suddenly let out a cry of pain. Mu Nianqing grabbed his arm, lifted him up, and threw him to the ground: "Get out."