162. Chapter 162 Why do you think women are so troublesome?
This woman is really a bit, annoying.
However, annoying, he can't let her not continue to annoy.
She cried so that she had broken her heart.
No wonder everyone said that women's tears are the world's most powerful weapons!
He grabbed his hair, and ran out of smoking alone. He was smoking, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Her crying in his ears was like the voice of the devil.
"Why are you smoking alone?"
A man who came over in the silent corridor came over with a man, and he was full of alcohol. Fu Hong drank a little bit, so he came up to open a room to rest for a while.
"Give me a cigarette."
Fu Hong walked next to him, leaned against the wall, and often pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, and gave him some. Both of them leaned against the wall, just like a child.
It was the first time to smoke. Two people came over the wall to the back door of the school. I didn't know what happened that day. In short, it was particularly annoying. The two bought a pack of cigarettes.
Because it was the first time.
Strang up!
I still remember it now.
"Prince, why do you say a woman is so troublesome?" Chang Mian looked up at Fu Hong who was all full of body. "It's still wise, and you don't have any troubles.
"Who said I didn't?" Fu Hong gently spit out a cigarette ring and smiled bitterly.
Chang Mian was surprised: "You also have it?" Why didn't he know, no wonder he hid it like him?
In the smoke, Fu Hong's face could not be seen clearly, and he only heard his lonely sound. Maybe it was really drinking too much, and the restraint disappeared.
The sound in his ear, he listened to choke.
For a long time, he didn't think it was true. For a moment, he felt that Fu Hong seemed to be crying. Maybe it was his own illusion. How could a man cry, let alone the prince.
"Yes, I don't know where she was? I lost her."
"Then you go to find it."
"I have been looking for it." Fu Hong took another cigarette. His face, really, shed tears and heartache, and always as long as he knew: "But I can't find it, I can't find her, I can't find her, I can't find her, I can't find her.
I don't know where. "
"Do you want me to help you find it."
The next second Fu Hong has taken the step and staggered towards his room. "No, take care of your own business."
Chang Mian followed up, helped Fu Hong find the guest room, opened the door, and then folded it back.
He returned to Changchang's room, and the woman had fell asleep completely, which was a liquor, not to mention how difficult it was.
Chang Mian helplessly hugged her to the bathroom, took off her clothes and washed it, and threw her on the bed again. He still felt annoyed and sat alone next to her smoking.
The receiver on the suit sounded again. He pushed off all the entertainment and directly put the receiver. The mobile phone also turned off. He walked to the window and looked at the bright night sky. A person, quietly thinking about it all night.
Chang Mian rubbed his temple with his hands.
In the end, he was lying in the chair and fell asleep unconsciously. Until he heard that there was a sound in the room the next morning, he slept lightly and immediately opened his eyes.
"The head hurts ..." The woman on the bed murmured, and Chang Mian was still tight. She opened her eyes slightly and continued to sleep with a chair.
For a moment, there was a sound in the room, footsteps, and a blanket on the body, and the sound of water flowing from the bathroom.