Chapter 5 Love only one tonight

In the car, Pan Hongsheng faintly heard someone playing music, which was the old-fashioned Russian national music.

This kind of music was particularly popular in the 1960s and 1970s. It was the favorite of the older generation, but I don't know why Sun Qianwen, who was not as old as Zhao Qing, loved this kind of thing.

"You like drinking, don't you?" Sun Qianwen drove and looked at the drunken and twisted Pan Hongsheng: "Why don't you come to me? Remember to bring me next time..."

Pan Hongsheng has snored loudly and has long been unconscious.

Sun Qianwen pulled down her face, holding the steering wheel in one hand and pushing it with the other hand!

"What are you doing!" Pan Hongsheng was awakened by her tossing wine: "What's the matter?"

"Gaky--"

Sun Qianwen didn't say anything. She stopped the car without saying a word.

"Where is this? Why stop?" Pan Hongsheng looked around slightly with a little drunkenness. There was a Western-style tavern on the roadside outside the car. Although it was small, it was well decorated and the lighting was very warm.

"Get out of the car and follow me!" Sun Qianwen was obviously full of words. She had been waiting for such an occasion for a long time.

The waiter in the tavern was very attentive. When he saw someone coming, he immediately bowed: "Hello, sir, miss! Inside, please..."

"The old rule, the innermost small room!" Sun Qianwen dragged Pan Hongsheng's hand very tough. She was so scared that the waiter did not dare to neglect it, so she quickly cleaned up the room.

Pan Hongsheng looked at the furnishings in the hotel's private room in a daze, which was purely Russian style. It can be seen that the owner of this pub has made great efforts in decoration. He must be a person of some age and some experience.

"Miss, your wine." The waiter soon served Sun Qianwen's rye vodka, which was accompanied by black caviar.

To be honest, Pan Hongsheng is really hungry...

Although he ate all kinds of barbecues with a few buddies before, those things came and went quickly and disappeared invisibly in repeated vomiting.

Pan Hongsheng didn't understand why Sun Qianwen didn't send herself home, but brought her half-drunk self here; but looking at the other party's gloomy face, he didn't know how to open his mouth.

Sun Qianwen brushed her sleeves in the hospital before, making him understand that this woman's possessiveness for herself is far greater than that of other women. Although the other girls don't want to see Pan Hongsheng have so many women, they don't seem to have much about it.

But Sun Qianwen has been unable to get through this hurdle. She just can't stand watching Pan Hongsheng with other women!

"Do it!" Sun Qianwen filled a large glass of vodka and twisted her throat with a cup similar to drinking beer. Pan Hongsheng was shocked and dissuaded: "Xiwen, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't ask me! Don't talk! Drink first!" Sun Qianwen pushed another large cup of rye vodka over: "Is it a man? If it's a man, just drink it!"

At this moment, as long as it is a handle, who can not drink it?

Pan Hongsheng was originally a little drunk. After hearing this sentence, he immediately picked up the cup around his neck and drank it!

Rye vodka is different from ordinary foreign wine. It is brewed with a multi-layer fermentation process of potatoes and corn. It is characterized by a particularly strong mouth, which is similar to the burning knife in national wine! However, this kind of wine has few impurities, so it tastes pure and authentic. Rye vodka is the purest of vodka. The strong and clear feeling makes many people deeply attached to it.

After drinking this glass of wine, Pan Hongsheng lit the bottom of the cup and put the cup on the table fiercely like a demonstration!

Sun Qianwen also showed no weakness, one cup after another! I don't know how much she drinks, but I saw the liquor ticking at the corners of her mouth, soaking a large piece of clothes on her chest...

"Can you do it? Is it okay? Don't hold on..." Pan Hongsheng wiped the corners of his mouth and had to follow Sun Qianwen, who was in a violent state, one cup after another...

"Bang!" Bang!"

The two of them smashed the empty wine glass to the table, which scared the waiter to one side of his heart: Don't smash things...

Finally, Sun Qianwen came up with a hiccup in her stomach, lying directly on the table and covering her mouth with one hand.

At this time, her coat is crooked, and the corners of a small piece of black corset have exposed the sharp corners, and most of the lipstick in her eyes have fallen off...

"Xi Wen, what's wrong with you? Is there anything we can't communicate well?"

I don't know why, it may have hit the bottom and rebounded. I was so drunk when I drank miscellaneous liquor just now. Now after drinking a few cups of this mellow vodka, I drink more and more energetic!

Pan Hongsheng likes this taste and this kind of wine; but now he is most concerned about this woman's mood.

Women's hearts, undersea needles. This sentence is actually exaggerated.

Sometimes a woman's mind is very simple, but her reaction time is different from that of a man.

For example, if you lost your temper with her the night before, she may have endured it silently, but the next day she will even get it back from you.

Men who say that women's minds are difficult to guess are unwilling to understand and guess. Is it actually difficult? It's not difficult.

Why does Sun Qianwen look like this? Pan Hongsheng actually understands it very well. Isn't it because of one word?

The word is "vinegar".

It is the truth that women will be jealous; it's just that women and women have different forms of expression; some people are jealous in their hearts, and some people float on the surface.

"I, I just don't understand..." Sun Qianwen leaned her white chin against the black wine table and smiled stupidly: "You men... Why do you love one after another? Why are you insatiable? Is it so difficult to live a good life with a woman?

"It's not that men are affectionate, but that Yiren are more delicate..." Pan Hongsheng somehow blurted out a nonsense poem, and after saying that, he regretted it.

In this situation, everything you say is wrong.

"Haha!" Sun Qianwen smiled and shook her smile while hitting the table with her little hand until Pan Hongsheng grabbed her hand.

"What are you doing?" Pan Hongsheng was a little distressed, because the other party's pink little hand had swollen, and there was already a slight crimson in the white.

"Do you want to take care of it? Who are you? Sun Qianwen came over with her hair and stared at Pan Hongsheng with red eyes: "Who am I?"

"You are my woman!" Pan Hongsheng slapped the table fiercely!

"Wang!"

The black wood wine table finally couldn't stand the torture and poison of the two people, scattered into countless fragments...

"Sir, you..." The waiter in the private room has long had an impulse to escape. Seeing this scene, he opened the door...

"I'll pay for how much it is. I'm sorry."

Pan Hongsheng's mind is generally clear. He has always been low-key. He actually took out a few bills and stuffed them into the waiter's hand: "This is a tip. Clean up here later. Now please close the door and don't care about any movement!"

He is rarely so shallow and ostentatious, but this time he can't help but be vulgar.

The waiter took the money and said nothing. He turned around and went out to close the door.

"What's going on inside?" The owner's wife of the bar came over and asked, "Someone is drunk and makes trouble. Don't you want to pay?"

"No, the young couple quarreled. It's better not to go in now..." The waiter persuaded the boss's wife to go back with understanding.

In the private room, Pan Hongsheng is still fighting with Sun Qianwen to the death.

Sun Qianwen suddenly became very strong and wanted to go outside: "Am I your woman? So what about her, her?

She really drank too much and actually pointed to the female passers-by outside the glass window and said, "Who are they? Are they all your women?"

"Yes, it's all mine. What's wrong?" Pan Hongsheng was also provoked by her hysteria: "I am like this. All my women know that I am this virtue, but they follow me wholeheartedly, because they think I can rely on me, and I will love every woman who loves me. They can accept this. If you can't, then I can't do anything!"

After saying that, Pan Hongsheng let go of his hand and turned his back!

"Ha ha... Ha ha ha..." Sun Qianwen smiled strangely and abruptly, which made the atmosphere in the private room full of chicken feathers on the ground more solidified: "You mean, you are the same as me or me. You have a lot of women, right?"

"No..."

"You finally said it!" Sun Qianwen was like an angry lioness. She suddenly fluffed her hair and pointed to Pan Hongsheng several times, but she was speechless.

Pan Hongsheng suddenly felt a chill on the back pointed by her, and a large amount of goose bumps appeared in an instant, as if the other party's fingers had some kind of magic.

Suddenly, Sun Qianwen slammed the door and left. Pan Hongsheng was stunned and then followed closely.

What I just said is indeed a little too much. Pan Hongsheng, who is full of alcohol, really didn't think much about it.

Sun Qianwen staggered and staggered quickly, and unexpectedly pushed open the door of another private room!

The other private room was full of fat men with tattoos; they were stunned when they saw Sun Qianwen break in.

"What are you doing?" A fat man with a black tiger tattoo raised his eyebrows: "Who let you in?"

"Honey, it's me..." Sun Qianwen dared to say anything with the strength of wine, and actually took the initiative to lean on...

"Ah! What does this do?" The tattooed man was stunned: "A nymphomaniac?!"

"Go to you. Mom. Yes! You are the nymphomaniac! Your whole family is a nymphomaniac!" Then Pan Hongsheng pointed to the other party's forehead: "Do you have the guts to tell me again?"

"Hey...you..." The tattooed man was not a good kind. He immediately lost his cigarette butt and stood up, but a man beside him screamed and whispered to him quietly...

"Ah! You're not Pan Hongsheng, are you..." The tattooed man swallowed and spit: "I'm sorry, I was wrong... I didn't come out with my eyes. Don't look like me... But... What's wrong with this elder sister?"

Pan Hongsheng ignored him and directly pulled Sun Qianwen's hand and dragged it to the car.

Originally, Sun Qianwen came to pick him up, but now the role relationship between the two is suddenly twisted.

When she arrived in the car, Sun Qianwen suddenly softened and suddenly jumped into Pan Hongsheng's arms and cried!

Pan Hongsheng was tossed around by this woman. Sun Qianwen in her arms hugged him and didn't let go. She was so dizzy that she couldn't even see the road clearly, so she had to stop the car in the secluded alley and pulled down the curtain in the car.

The narrow space in the car has become a small world isolated from the outside world, which is covered by all kinds of wine and the perfume of Sun Qianwen...

Sun Qianwen suddenly had tears in her eyes: "At least, can you only love me tonight?"