Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

The lights in the veranda of "Lin Shui" were dimmed, cool and slightly blue. Every box is tightly closed to isolate the outside world.

The thick red carpet absorbed the sound, and Song Yu walked towards the innermost point according to the indicator light.

After going to the toilet, Song Yu washed his hands, thinking about sending a message to his cousin and slipping away. He didn't want to hear them sing anymore.

At this time, two staff members in water-side clothes came out of the toilet and chatted beside him.

The sound of the water rushed, and their voices cleared into Song Yu's ears.

"Are the kids so rigid now?"

"Yeah, I don't know if he is stupid or naive."

"It's really prestigious. That woman is just doing this job. She shed two tears and she is pure white lotus? I guess, she just didn't expect to run into such a ruthless person like Wang Ershao, planning to temporarily run away, let the new The kid who came to help her cope."

"Wang Er Shao has never been merciless when playing with women. She pushes people down into the fire pit if she doesn't want to suffer. It's really vicious."

"The key is that the kid still believed her nonsense. Funny, he thought he was a man, so he was safe? The private life in Wang Ershao's circle was extremely chaotic. The kid grew up like that. He went in to give him a drink. Life is gone."

Turn off the faucet, one person stopped, and suddenly asked: "I heard the manager say that the kid is still a high school student. If this happens, it should be on the social news."

Another person sneered: "Who is to blame, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to endure, and no one is forcing him. And you can rest assured that there is the Wang family, this news will not come out."

Song Yu wiped his hands with a tissue, thinking that the world in the rich man's essay is so wonderful, and the rule of law is like a decoration.

Of course, if this is not the case, how can it be convenient for those idiots to do animal things.

Song Yu was not a person who could not save him. He planned to wait for the front desk to respond to the incident, and he couldn't just watch other children being ruined.

He took out his mobile phone, edited the message to his cousin, "Cousin, I'll take a taxi and go home", and press the send button.

Just listen to the conversation that came from the two staff members walking to the door.

"What's that kid's name?"

"It seems like the last name is Xie, Xie...Xie Sui, yes, Xie Sui!"

Fingers are stiff.

Xie Sui? !

Fuck!

Song Yu was taken aback for a moment, then put the phone in his pocket, and suddenly strode out and called out the two staff members.

"Wait!"

The two staff members were taken aback, and when they looked back, they saw a tall teenager, fifteen or sixteen years old, hurriedly coming out of the toilet.

They work in Linshui, and they still have good service quality. You can tell that Song Yu's clothes are extraordinary and he asked: "Hello, what's the matter?"

Song Yu's tone was anxious: "Which box?"

The staff was at a loss: "What?"

Song Yu suppressed his impatience: "In which box is Xie Sui?"

The staff is very embarrassed: "This..."

Song Yu stared at them quietly, his dark eyes full of seriousness, and said word by word: "Xie Sui and I are classmates."

The staff sighed, they were not cold-blooded, and said, "He is at 305."

Song Yu whispered "thank you" and ran downstairs.

While going downstairs, he edited another message for his cousin, "I'm at 305."

If it is a stranger, Song Yu will also help, but not in such a hurry. The name Xie Sui made the worry and anxiety in his heart immediately reach its peak.

Because Xie Sui's physique is not only "to provoke perversion", another characteristic is that it is particularly easy to arouse others' sadistic desires.

Referred to as troubled and troubled.

Others may just drink and vomit. For Xie Sui, that was breaking his leg and smashing his brain. In order to better abuse Xie Sui, the author really did everything.

Song Yu scolded the garbage setting of the original book, and ran to the front desk, his tone mixed with the gasp of running: "Miss! I want to report!"

The lady at the front desk was silly for a moment, recognized that he was the person brought by Meng Guang, and asked respectfully: "What did you say?"

Song Yu: "I want to report, 305 someone is making trouble!"

The lady at the front desk's delicate makeup was slightly stiff: "It makes trouble? Okay, let me ask."

She was about to contact the service staff on the third floor, but no one expected the phone to be connected.

Song Yu had already slapped the table, and roared: "It's too late, is your manager here? Let me borrow a few people first. My friend is at 305. I feel that he will have an accident one second later."

Front desk lady: "......"

These are all these little **** boys, I really want to ask the security guard to fork out. But looking at the face of Prince Meng, what she can do, she can only smile stiffly, "Okay, okay, don't worry."

The backyard by the water is decorated in ancient boxes.

Meng Guang was so tired that he was sitting on the sofa and was about to open a bottle of wine when his phone flashed.

Swipe the screen to unlock and see that it was a message from his cousin.

Two.

[Cousin, I took a taxi and went home]

【I am 305】

The two are only a few minutes apart.

Meng Guang faintly noticed something was wrong, opened a bottle of beer, and asked casually, "Is anyone here in Linshui 305 today."

Sitting next to him is the young master of the Wei family. As a giant in Jingcheng's catering and entertainment industry, Linshui is its clubhouse.

Wei side said, "305? Why are you asking about this." He was shuffling the cards, and suddenly remembered something: "No, I seem to have a little impression. When I went upstairs today, I met a single group of people from Wang Bei. They It seems to be 305 in."

"puff!"

All the wine in Meng Guang's mouth came out.

Wei Fang hurriedly moved to the side and cursed: "Fuck me, are you begging for beating?"

Meng Guang was so angry that he squeezed the filling bottle into a piece, stood up, his eyes were gloomy, and his tone was cold: "Wang, Bei, Shan?"

The person next to him saw that he was very angry, and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter? Although his person is really sick, he didn't provoke you."

Wang Beidan had a bad reputation in their circles.

He loves to be curious and funny. He almost killed a third-rate female celebrity in the apartment, but the Wang family spent a lot of money to suppress it.

Meng Guang's face turned black and angrily said, "My cousin is now at 305!"

The group of people took a breath.

The young master of the Song family is that kind of well-behaved and delicate appearance. Wang Beidan's straw bag won't turn people in blindly.

Brother Meng Guang was eager, strode out, gritted his teeth: "Damn, my brother is missing a hair, I beat him into ICU today!"

"Eh, wait, we will accompany you."

Several young masters of Jingcheng also hurriedly stood up.

Just kidding, if something happened to Song Yu, they would have to be broken by the family man.

Linshui, third floor.

Following Song Yu, the manager was miserable: "This young master, how come we have your classmates here."

Song Yu coldly said with a small face: "If I say yes, then yes."

The manager felt like he was being pushed into the fire pit by a kid, but he could only bite the bullet and knock on the door.

After a while, the door of 305 opened.

The one who opened the door was a young man with dyed yellow hair, his face was pale and irritated: "What are you doing?"

The manager sweats: "I heard that some of you are making trouble, I'll come and take a look."

The yellow hair licked his lips: "No! Get out!"

He will close the door heavily after speaking.

The hand was held by a young slender and fair hand.

A slightly cold voice sounded: "My friend is inside."

The yellow hair looked back and saw a teenager wearing a white t-shirt and jeans, his eyes lit up immediately.

He liked boys in the first place, and he became accustomed to being domineering in this Jingcheng with Wang Beidan. Looking at Song Yu's white and tender face, he only felt hot. He narrowed his eyes and smiled lividly: "You said that is called Xie Sui? He is your friend, okay friend, do you want to come in and play together?"

The manager also wanted to remind Huang Mao: "No, this..."

Unexpectedly, Song Yu had pushed him away and sneered: "Okay."

The yellow hair opened the door enthusiastically.

Song Yu stepped directly in.

There was music in the box, noisy, chaotic and impetuous. Smoky and pungent. There were several men sitting on the sofa, their belts untied, and bare-chested women sitting on their hips, laughing, moaning, and moaning constantly.

It's just that they put their arms around the woman's waist, but they looked at the center of the box jokingly, and their mouths were humming.

"Drink!"

"Shao Wang is the one talking!"

"We'll let that idiot woman go after you drink!"

Song Yu followed his sight and saw Xie Sui.

The protagonist in "Gentle Control".

With a white shirt and black trousers, Xie Sui still had the childishness of a student, but his face was exquisite and sharp. The light fell on his eyebrows, and the coldness seemed to melt into frost.

Several wine bottles are already empty on the table.

But Xie Sui's movements continued, his slender hands lifted the bottle and poured the wine in one go, just like a veteran.

The boy unbuttoned his shirt to the second one, raised his head, and the wine from the corners of his lips rolled over his collarbone, which was so sexy.

Drink out of a bottle.

Put the wine bottle on the table.

"ten."

The boy looked down and his voice was cold.

In this abyss of drunkenness and depravity, he was as clean and indifferent as a light.

Kneeling on the ground was a woman who had been crying with makeup, also raised her head and stared at her in a daze.

Ten bottles of the most terrible wine in the water will cause a stomach piercing if you don’t die.

Sitting in the center of the sofa is a fat man smoking a cigarette, with a meaningful meaning: "I actually drank it all."

Xie Sui's voice was indifferent: "Let her go."

Wang Bei stared at the young man's delicate face in a single color, licked his lower lip, and pressed the cigarette **** on the table to put it out.

"Okay, I let her go, but I called this woman at a high price. I let me let it go for only ten bottles of wine. I feel very at a loss. Or you can pay me something."

Xie Sui's pupils shrank and he didn't speak, but his hands clenched little by little.

The people beside them all showed deep smiles. The person Wang Shao is fond of will definitely not leave tonight.

Wang Beidan pushed the woman sitting on his lap away, opened her legs and laughed lewdly. Evil: "Well, I told her that she was meant to vent her fire, why don't you get it out of my mouth? What about it?"

The entrance of the box.

Huang Mao reached the door and was very dissatisfied: "I am playing with other children, what fun do you join in, billowing, the fun of defeating the master."

The manager is bitter: "Don't, there will be an accident, he is the person brought by Prince Meng, who will have an accident."

Huang Mao: "What? Who brought it."

After thinking that something was about to happen, in the next second there was the sound of a wine bottle being smashed.

boom! Huge thunder!

Everyone was shocked.

I don't know when a boy came in from the box.

Without saying a word, holding the beer bottle on the table, with a flick of his hand, he directly smashed Wang Beidan on the head.

Wang Beidan's pupils shrank and it was worth dodge, but the debris from the wine bottle hitting the wall still made his face dripping with blood.

He touched the blood on his face, and instantly screamed frantically: "Who! Who let him in!"

Xie Sui was also stunned. For the last second, there was still darkness around him, and his insulting words and disgusting sight tortured his nerves and dignity bit by bit.

In the next second, someone suddenly appeared and shattered the nightmare. He had drunk so much wine, his stomach had already suffered sharp pain like a knife cut, and his always cold eyes were now a little confused, and he looked at the person next to him silently.

Song Yu walked out of the darkness, so angry that his liver hurts, looked at Wang Beidan, and sneered: "Isn't it a vent? I'll help you."

Force really **** to vent fire.