Zhao Mengmeng frowned, and asked seriously: "So, Uncle Pei, are you refusing?"

A tactful refusal? This answer sounds infuriating.

What is a little flower that ruins the motherland?

Zhao Mengmeng's expression clearly reflected her inner activities at the moment, dissatisfaction mixed with disappointment.

"This is definitely the first time for a little girl to express her love to someone. If I say no, I will probably hit you hard. However, an old man of my uncle's age is really not suitable for you."

An old man of his age? In order to get rid of him, even said self-deprecating words?

Zhao Mengmeng's heart turned cold, and her expression became more serious.

He thought he would hurt her glass heart?

Her glass heart was shattered to pieces long ago when he introduced his girlfriend to her.

"Okay, Uncle Pei, you don't need to say any more." Zhao Mengmeng raised her hand and made a cross gesture directly to tell him to shut up.

She didn't want to hear those ridiculous comforting reasons at all.

"I understand what you mean."

When Zhao Mengmeng said this, she still had an unwilling tone.

This mood is very bad, the chicken leg that was placed in front of him was suddenly snatched away by a woman of unknown origin.

But the other party not only snatched it away, but also licked it. Could it be that she wants to snatch it back?

"Mengmeng's beauty is really smart, she can get it right." Pei Chenyang smiled with satisfaction, and his encouraging tone made Zhao Mengmeng want to scratch his face.

"Uncle, you don't need to turn a corner to comfort me. It has nothing to do with being smart. It's just because you rejected me personally, so I gave up." Zhao Mengmeng said, and drank the remaining red wine in the glass viciously. .

With a "click", she put the wine glass back on the table, and she stood up from the chair.

"Since that's the case, I've finished talking about the purpose and purpose of my visit today, and I'm going to go back first after eating and eating."

Pei Chenyang's heart skipped a beat, the wine glass that was 80% full just now, now there is no drop left.

This red wine is also a bit alcoholic.

"Are you going home now? Did you drive here by yourself?" Although he was surprised by the little girl's behavior, Pei Chenyang was not big enough to watch her drunk alone and let her go.

No matter what, she is a good friend of my little niece and daughter-in-law, and she can be regarded as my friend.

"I took a taxi, I'll go back first." Zhao Mengmeng gently pushed his hand away and said without hesitation.

She just drank the glass of wine when she was more or less stimulated.

"It's not safe for you to be alone, I'll take you back." Pei Chenyang let go of her, but didn't let go.

A girl who has been drinking is in danger even in a taxi.

"No need." Zhao Mengmeng was sober, she frowned and refused.

"That's it, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the western restaurant without hesitation, getting farther and farther away from his sight.

Standing at the door, Pei Chenyang watched her walk steadily forward, his eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Can't tell, looking at the soft and cute Zhao Mengmeng twisted, her temper is not small.

Zhao Mengmeng, who moved calmly and showed no strange expression, became angry after walking more than ten meters.

Bah, don't care about anything, won't pester, she understands, it's all perfunctory.

Fortunately, she was still enduring the pain, drinking that glass of wine was like intestinal poison!

But if she didn't do this, her pride and self-esteem would be reduced to nothing.

Is it possible that Pei Chenyang has to cry and comfort him? This is not her Zhao Mengmeng style, what's the use of crying? How about pretending to be a white lotus?

She sighed silently, sat down in front of the bus stop sign on the side of the road, took out her mobile phone, and called Song Weiyi.

"Mengmeng, what's the situation?" Song Weiwei's concerned tone came as soon as the connection was made.

Zhao Mengmeng leaned against the stop sign and giggled.

"The situation? The situation is very obvious. Uncle Pei has a deep relationship with her girlfriend, and I don't want to tell him that I like him, so I came back timidly. "

"Ah? Didn't you say that you have to confess to my uncle before you talk about it?" Song Weiwei asked in disbelief.

She couldn't believe that Mengmeng's serious tone just now turned into a joke in the end.

"I'll just say it casually, and you believe it too? It's just that I'm upset that the vixen snatched Uncle Pei back behind my back, just to vent. Is it possible that I really want to confess my love to Uncle Pei without integrity?" Zhao Mengmeng asked back.

Two sentences silenced Song Weiyi. Just now, she told Mengmeng that he had a girlfriend, so it was not easy to intervene...

Zhao Mengmeng's tone couldn't be more serious, and she managed to fool Song Weiyi successfully.

If the confession was really rejected, with Mengmeng's startled character, she would never hold back.

Thinking of this, Song Weiwei said reassuringly: "If there is no confession, there is no confession. Anyway, apart from my uncle, there are many good men in this world. There must be your Prince Charming who hasn't appeared yet."

"Okay, don't comfort me, what a horrible look. Without Uncle Pei, there are thousands of men, I won't hang on his crooked neck tree."

Song Weiyi was amused when Zhao Mengmeng called Pei Chenyang a crooked neck tree.

"Are you sure that the crooked neck tree is suitable to describe my uncle?"

"Hmph, it's perfect." Zhao Mengmeng replied angrily because she was too weak in principle and received a bad review.

After chatting with Song Weiwei for a while, she hung up the phone and looked at the buses coming and going, feeling a little dazed.

At this moment, she didn't want to go home. Zhao Mengmeng, who had been hit hard for a while, admitted that she had a glass heart and felt uncomfortable.

She simply took off her shoes, barefoot, and walked back with the shoes.

There is a bar next to it. Go to the bar for a drink. The glass of red wine just now doesn't relieve the fire.

Just do what she wants, Zhao Mengmeng walked in with her shoes in hand, not even caring that her weird behavior attracted the attention of the bar security.

Sitting at the bar, she ordered two cocktails, the alcohol content was very low, and she didn't feel anything after drinking them.

On the contrary, it was sour and sweet, like a drink, I couldn't help being greedy, and drank a few more glasses.

On the stage, the bar dancer was dancing hotly, twisting her body like a water snake's waist, making Zhao Mengmeng, a woman, feel parched all over.

"The clothes are so light, and the movements are so sexy, it's like making these men die under her eyes." Zhao Mengmeng commented while sitting by the bar.

However, these dancers were not very good-looking, Zhao Mengmeng sneered a few times.

Putting down the cup and kicking away the obstructing shoes, Zhao Mengmeng squeezed in from the crowd, walked to the stage through the side steps.

Her sudden appearance disturbed the movements of the girls on the stage, but this kind of situation did not happen a lot here.

So, the first time they saw Zhao Mengmeng's appearance, the girls on the stage looked at each other before quietly retreating.