Tangled Up In Blue

The group walked out of the bar. Sean was already waiting for them at the door. Malcolm got in the car without saying a word and sat in the back seat. But when he was about to ask Sean to drive away, Barry opened the door of the car quickly and said, "Hugh has drunk a lot. Please send him back. And miss. Poppi. "

Malcolm frowned and wanted to refuse. But Shirley had already been half drunk and pushed Poppi over. She could not help but lean towards the back seat. Seeing this, Barry stuffed her in the back seat again. Then he reached out his hands to hold the falling Poppi.

Barry looked at Malcolm with a meaningful smile. Malcolm narrowed his eyes, sending out a dangerous light.

"Poppi..." Murmured Hugh. He also followed her to get into the car. As soon as he saw that, Barry dragged Hugh to sit on the passenger seat. He fastened the seat belt for him and slammed the door with a bang. Then he waved his hand to Sean, "please, thank you."

Sean nodded to him slightly and looked at the rear-view mirror again. "Mr. Malcolm, shall we go now?"

"Yes." Malcolm responded. Sniffing the alcohol, he pushed away Poppi coldly.

The car drove away at a fast speed. Mr. Barry put his hand into his pocket casually and did not turn around until the car disappeared in the heavy traffic. Then, he looked at Wendy who was like a rabbit and walked towards her.

"I called you little beauty the whole night, and you didn't even know your name. No wonder you are not willing to drink with me." Barry grinned wickedly, a strange light shining in his eyes.

"No, Just I can't drink." Wendy took a step back and answered, "I... I'm allergic to alcohol."

"Oh, I see!" Barry sighed as he touched his hair and said, "my name is Barry Wei. What about you, little pretty? "

"Wendy Yu." After saying that, Wendy started to guess what background Barry Wei was. It must not be easy to play with Malcolm and Hugh. But how come she never heard of this man? Is he from a high-ranking official family? 'special identity?

"Stop chatting!" As they were talking, Shirley walked to them with displeasure. She took Linda's hand and said, "sister Terence, let's not chat with bad men. Come on, sister Shirley will take you home." Although being drunk, Shirley still remembered that she was the one who shared the wine with the man in front of her. However, she was about to vomit when she heard what the man said. The man in front of her was so calm and indifferent. He was really rude to a woman

"Shirley, you are drunk." Wendy and Sara took a few steps forward, and then Wendy turned around and nodded politely to Sean, "Mr. Wei, we're leaving now."

Mr. Wei laughed and said, "let me drive you home."

"My God!"

came to Malcolm's direction. Her arms were so weak

you out of the car." Said Wade, with a straight

kidnapper is so fierce!" Poppi puckered her lips and put her arms around Malcolm's shoulders. Her eyes were shining like the stars in the night

Malcolm asked in reply, gnashing his

nodded her head seriously and moved her body close to

off his coat before asking her. Then he threw it on the back seat with

she smiled and was about to reach out for it, her wrist

in front of her, Poppi was in a daze as if she regained her composure in

at Poppi and said. But out of the corner

air conditioner and wondered, 'it's so hot outside. If they turn on the

Outside the car, there were many neon lights flashing away.

from Malcolm. Malcolm pushed her hand away easily. After a glance at her hand, she watched it slid down slowly to

and held back her hand tightly to make her palm pressed against his. Her five fingers

his hand made Edward's pupils constricted. He opened his mouth slightly and looked at her with disbelief. "What do you want?"

her head and looked at him,

Plop, plop, plop

oozed with fine sweat. His fingers relaxed slightly, but he did not move. He could not

leaned forward and whispered in his ear, slightly drunk.

Poppi in front of him was so charming with a sly smile on her lips which seemed to

little hot in his front seat. Stretching his hand to pull his collar of his shirt, he mumbled impatiently, "it's so hot. Why is it

her face close to his ear. She exhaled the hot breath in his ear, which

tell you a little secret..." "I, i..."

"Poppi! Poppi! "

at her and roaring drunkenly, "Poppi! I like you! Did you hear me?