Chapter 116 Wine Powder

   Having said that, Shi Xi suddenly closed the window just now, did he not want him to know that they knew Miss Li? Just like what Zizhe said, afraid that the news of the south will damage Miss Li's reputation?

  Shao Mingyuan vaguely felt that it was not so simple, but after drinking too much alcohol, his brain was not as bright as usual, and he couldn't think more for a while, so he raised his glass to Chi Can and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not a talkative person."

  Chi Can twitched the corners of his mouth: "What do I have to worry about, she is not me, can I be responsible for the damage to my reputation?"

   "Miss Li will definitely not ask you to be responsible." The drunk Yang Houcheng patted Chi Can's shoulder and said with a big tongue, "Didn't you already know—"

   Chi Can's face darkened.

   This **** will die if he doesn't take down the stage?

   Yang Houcheng really drank too much, rubbed his eyes, and asked Shao Mingyuan, "Tingquan, are you still going to the north?"

   Shao Mingyuan put down the wine glass and said lightly: "It's hard to say, it depends on the situation."

   "Don't look at the situation, if you go to the north, you must remember to take me with you!" Yang Houcheng leaned over and grabbed Shao Mingyuan's arm, "Don't leave me behind this time..."

   Shao Mingyuan's eyes fell on the big hand holding his arm, raised his eyebrows patiently, and looked at the other two friends with inquiring eyes.

  I haven't been together for many years, how can this kid still have this kind of virtue?

   At that time, this kid was only thirteen years old, and he could bear it without letting go of his thighs. Now he is big and three thick, what are you trying to do?

   Chi Can and Zhu Yan looked at each other and turned their heads.

  We don't know this product!

   "I want to make a fortune, I want to go into battle to kill the enemy, I don't want to marry a daughter-in-law—" Yang Houcheng muttered, grabbing Shao Mingyuan's sleeve and wiping his saliva.

  Shao Mingyuan: "…"

   It was still Zhu Yanxinshan, who hurriedly pulled Yang Houcheng before he was repaired: "Yang Er, let go quickly."

  Yang Houcheng held on to Shao Mingyuan's sleeve: "I don't, I didn't follow him that year, and as soon as I opened my eyes, Tingquan disappeared! This time I won't let go of anything, I'll follow him—"

   "You also follow him when he enters the clean room?" The handsome young master Chi raised his eyebrows and asked maliciously.

  Humph, little guy, just demolished his stage?

   "Follow, don't say he entered the clean room this time, even if he entered the bridal room, I'll follow—"

   Zhu Yan supported his forehead, he couldn't bear to see the fate of his friend.

  The courage is commendable, he has tried his best!

   Chi Can's expression twisted.

   He wanted to take a little revenge, but he didn't expect this idiot to kill himself.

   Shao Mingyuan has already stood up.

   He is tall, with slender legs and a straight waist. Because he has fought all the year round and has an aura that the other three have never had, even the burly Yang Houcheng standing in front of him is inexplicably a little shorter.

  Shao Mingyuan carried Yang Houcheng and smiled at his two friends: "You all sit for a while, I will take Zhongshan out to sober up."

   Until the sound of closing the door sounded, the wind that brought up made the two people left behind couldn't help but shudder.

   "Yang Er should be able to come back alive, right?" Zhu Yan asked uncertainly.

   He couldn't forget Shao Mingyuan's cold eyes when Yang Houcheng mentioned the word "bridal chamber" just now.

   "Yes, Tingquan is soft-hearted." Chi Can touched his chin, poured the wine from the glass on the ground, and sighed, "Drinking is harmful!"

   It was already the end of the moon when the four of them left.

   Yang Houcheng, who had been repaired, his eyes were red from crying, and he was sent back by his kind friend Zhu Yan.

   Chi Can asked Shao Mingyuan: "I will send you?"

   "No, I'm fine."

   "Forget it, it just happened to be off the road." Chi Can's feet were slightly fluttering, and he looked around and shouted, "Taosheng, where is Taosheng?"

   This bastard, when I use him, I don't know where to die!

   Shao Mingyuan rubbed his eyebrows and ordered two personal guards to send Chi Can back.

   "General, you also drank alcohol—" a guard summoned his courage.

   Shao Mingyuan's expression was indifferent: "Send Young Master Chi back well, his safety cannot be compromised."

   "Take orders!" The two guards dared not say more, and escorted Chi Can away.

   In front of Chunfeng Tower, only Shao Mingyuan was left.

   At that time, behind him was a brightly lit liquor store, and in front of him was a street with few pedestrians.

  Shao Mingyuan did not ride a horse, but walked slowly forward holding the reins. This feeling of aimlessness and even emptying his mind has not been seen for a long time.

   In the Northland, this is undoubtedly a luxury.

   But today, when the spearhead of the investigation pointed to the Hou residence as he had expected, Shao Mingyuan still felt distressed, and only hoped that the road back would be longer and longer.

   That white horse has been following Shao Mingyuan for a long time, and it is very human. From time to time, it will rub his hand with the horse's face and snort.

   "Oh, that white horse is really interesting. Langjun, do you want to go in and sit—" A woman threw her handkerchief at the approaching young man.

  As the handkerchief was waving, strands of fragrance penetrated into Shao Mingyuan's nose.

   His clear eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he looked up.

  The brightly lit high-rise buildings can hear laughter faintly.

  Why is it more lively than Chunfenglou?

   Shao Mingyuan had a splitting headache and closed his eyes.

  Maybe he drank too much and dazzled his eyes.

   "Yo, what a handsome man!" The woman saw it clearly, her eyes lit up, and she immediately reached out to reach Shao Mingyuan's arm.

   The vigilance that he had cultivated over the years came into play immediately when facing strangers. Although he was already drunk, Shao Mingyuan was still as fast as electricity, and pinched the wrist that he stretched out.

   A scream of "ah" came, because the tone was too high, it hurt Shao Mingyuan's ear.

   A group of thugs rushed out from the high-rise building and shouted in the lead: "What's the matter, what's the matter, is there someone here to make trouble?"

   "It hurts, it hurts me—" the woman screamed like a pig.

   Shao Mingyuan let go, ignoring the group of thugs who rushed out, and looked up at the sign of the high-rise building.

   "Bichunlou—" He read word by word, his long black and thick eyebrows frowned, a little confused.

  Which restaurant is this? Recently opened?

   "Stinky boy, are you looking for trouble? Dare to touch our Bichun Building!" Several thugs gathered around, and the leader picked up a stick and hit Shao Mingyuan.

It wasn't until the stick was in front of him that Shao Mingyuan lifted the stick and grabbed it. Then, with a little force on his hand, the stick was immediately broken into two pieces. on the toes of that man.

   "Ouch!" The leading thug screamed, looking at the neat section of the stick, and looking at the young man in front of him in surprise.

  Those who have been working in the brothel for a long time, of course, have developed a pair of bright eyes. At this time, it is impossible to see that this young man in ordinary clothes is not easy to mess with.

   The lead thug changed his tone: "Friend, if you want to come in and play, we welcome you. If you're not interested, you can leave. It's wrong to hurt people."

  The soft words are put in the front, if it really makes a scene, they are not easy to provoke at Bichunlou.

   The young man in the white robe said lightly, "Why do your restaurants use women to welcome guests?"

   He didn't use much energy. If it was a man, would he scream like this?

   (end of this chapter)