Chapter 372

A Zhao stood outside, a little bored, counting the number of leaves in the basket on the side.

The sound insulation effect of this resort is really excellent. You can't hear a sound when you stand outside.

About half an hour later, Xu Xiubai came out.

His hair was a little messy, and his white shirt was stained with blood. It seemed that it was not his own.

A Zhao was just about to go over and talk about it. A flustered footstep came up and said, "Xiubai, Xiubai, listen to my explanation..."

Chu sining's words stopped abruptly at the moment of seeing a Zhao.

She was surprised and said, "little aunt..."

Xu Xiubai has already lightly snatched the beginning of the speech: "little aunt, how are you here?"

He looked at ah Zhao as he spoke.

A Zhao understood: "my friends and I were playing here, just passing by. You... "

She looked curiously, "what's the matter with you?"

Chu sining's first reaction is to whitewash Taiping, she said with a smile: "nothing, I and Xiubai made a little uncomfortable."

Xu Xiu nodded: "I'll go first."

Chu sining to follow up, Xu Xiubai gave a warning stare.

"Wang Huaxin is still inside. Please take care of him for me." He said with a certain meaning.

Chu sining's face turned white.

Xu Xiubai has gone out.

She looked at ah Zhao who was standing here. She did not dare to show her tracks in front of others. She forced herself not to catch up.

A Zhao state if inadvertently asked: "Wang Huaxin is not comfortable? Can I help you... "

Well, a Zhao admits her bad taste. In fact, she just wants to see how badly Wang Huaxin has been beaten.

"No!" Chu sining said quickly.

Wang Huaxin was beaten like that. How dare she let him see people?

Chu sining and a Zhao pull away a few words, "finally" sent the person away.

A Zhao some regret out of the resort, found Xu Xiubai is leaning against the car.

He is smoking.

Slender cigarette clip in the slender fingertip, curl smoke spread from the spread, seems to have a unique charm.

Having known Xu Xiubai for such a long time, a Zhao has never seen him smoke.

In the past, he had never had a cigarette smell. Obviously, he did not have this habit at all.

A Zhao walked over: "although you smoke very handsome, but smoking is not good for your health."

Xu Xiubai looked at her and threw the cigarette butt into the garbage can.

"Miss Chu, come with me for a drink?"

A Zhao some dissatisfaction: "you don't call my little aunt now?"

Xu Xiubai scoffed: "what hobbies? Do you like to be an elder? "

A Zhao is very frank to admit: "yes, I just think, have you such a handsome and gold nephew, it sounds very powerful."

And, naturally, it's a generation older than others.

Think of a large group of people around him calling his little aunt, ah Zhao felt happy.

There was no cover up about her preferences.

Xu Xiubai was helpless: "let's go, little aunt."

This point is good. There are not many guests in the bar.

A guitarist is singing a folk song. The style of the song is a little decadent and sad, but it is a bit like Xu Xiubai's mood at the moment.

Ah Zhao doesn't drink, watching him drink to himself.

After a while, his movements stopped.

"Little aunt."

Xu Xiubai sat upright with a serious look and a perfect manner, as if to attend a company meeting.

It's just the fact that he's drunk is revealed by his low focus eyes.