Chapter 44 Chapter 44 Drunk Zhizhi (including 100...

"Welcome."

The pretty waitress stood at the door of the hotel and bowed at a 45-degree angle.

Liang Zhixia looked up at the name of the hotel, xx International Hotel, which sounded quite high-end.

The interior decoration of the hotel was very gorgeous, and a slogan was hung in the most conspicuous place.

[Customers are God, serve customers wholeheartedly.]

He twisted his fingertips, which didn't seem like something Ji Chaohao and his gang could afford. As

soon as an idea flashed through his mind, he heard the yellow-haired man finding fault.

The yellow-haired man shook his legs, pointed at the waitress just now, and shouted: "Hey! Where is your hotel manager! She didn't bow at a 90-degree angle. Is this how your hotel treats distinguished customers?"

The younger brothers who obviously obeyed him also made a fuss and fanned the flames.

"That's right! What kind of hotel is this?"

"Are you looking down on us?"

There were many guests who came to eat in the hotel lobby. They gathered together and whispered. Liang Zhixia frowned and moved away from these people, But he knew the hotel manager would show up.

Sure enough, the first thing the hotel manager did after showing up was to comfort every customer.

The hotel manager was tall and thin, with a pair of slanted eyes, and looked shifty and chauvinistic.

After he understood the cause and effect of the incident, he didn't ask any more questions, but directly pressed the waitress's neck and forced her to bow ninety degrees.

From Liang Zhixia's perspective, it was easy to see the bulging veins on the hotel manager's arms and the waitress's tears falling on the ground.

It is conceivable how much effort the hotel manager put in.

Huangmao and those boys were laughing and playing, and Ji Chaohao suddenly coughed. Huangmao stroked his hair and pretended to be generous and said, "Okay, okay, there won't be a next time! I have many brothers, and I will come to your place for dinner often in the future!"

"Thank you for forgiving her." The hotel manager let go of his hand, With a smile on his face, he turned around and looked at the waitress with a stern face, "Why don't you thank the guest!"

The waitress pinched her palm with her fingertips to hide her crying voice, took a deep breath and said, "Thank you."

The yellow-haired man smiled, "You're welcome, little beauty."

Liang Zhixia frowned even deeper. If it wasn't for getting the photo, he would have turned around and left immediately.

Ji Chaohao and the others seemed to have booked a seat in the Qingluan Hall on the third floor.

Liang Zhixia followed behind them, and when he passed by the waitress, he paused and handed over a clean tissue.

He didn't say anything, but he didn't know that the waitress was stunned holding the tissue. When she looked up and followed, she could only see a tall and straight figure from behind.

Qingluan Hall on the third floor.

The waiter who led the way After the birth, Huangmao and the others made way for Ji Chaohao to push the door.

Ji Chaohao raised his eyebrows, deliberately glanced at Liang Zhixia, and said with a smile: "You guys are not preparing any surprises for me, are you?"

Huangmao pushed him with a smile: "Won't you know when you push the door open?"

Although Liang Zhixia had never participated in any birthday parties, he had seen such scenes where the birthday protagonist pushed the door open in many TV dramas, and there were basically no good "surprises".

He silently took a step back and stood behind a large potted plant.

Coincidentally, Ji Chaohao pushed open the door, and a lot of "magic attacks" came towards him.

Various fireworks and ribbons, and... colored spray strips, red and green, would hang on Ji Chaohao's head and clothes like drawing.

"……"

Huangmao and others standing beside Ji Chaohao were also forced to get some of it on them. He suddenly jumped up and hit the two people who were spraying with spray cans.

"Who told you to buy this?"

The two looked at each other and said, "This is very cheap on pxx, and we have stockpiled a lot."

The younger brothers behind Huangmao grinned and couldn't help but snatch the cans and sprayed the people inside the door.

Almost everyone has this colorful ribbon hanging on them.

This spray ribbon is not easy to clean and also emits an unpleasant smell.

Liang Zhixia then slowly walked out from behind the potted plants. He lowered his head and stepped over some ribbons stuck to the ground and stood on a clean floor.

Ji Chaohao faced the mirror with a gloomy face, dealing with the ribbons stuck on his hair.

He turned his head and saw Liang Zhixia, who was spotless, with his eyebrows pressed down, his narrow eyes narrowed gloomily, and his tone was aggressive.

"Why don't you have it on you?"

"???"

Liang Zhixia was completely confused. Why did he have it on him?

He looked at him as if he was a fool: "Did you leave your brain at home? No, you don't have a brain at all."

He wanted the photo, but he didn't have to swallow his anger to get it.

Ji Chaohao was stunned by the retort, his eyes were surprised, as if he had never realized that his cheap brother had the courage to say that to him.

In his only impression, his cheap brother was timid, didn't dare to cause trouble, and was a soft bun who allowed others to control him.

He said grimly : "It seems that you have learned a lot in college."

Liang Zhixia's mind flashed Lu Quan's face, he did learn a lot.

For example, how Lu Quan bluffed people with a cold face.

Ji Chaohao was holding back his anger, and took it out on the person next to him, kicking him: "Is this how you do things?"

The younger brother looked confused: "It's all according to your wishes, so that our brother can feel the warm atmosphere of the birthday party."

Liang Zhixia raised his eyebrows, and under Ji Chaohao's murderous gaze, he said word by word: "Thank you, I feel your enthusiasm. "

Ji Chaohao and Huangmao's faces were blue and green, changing like a palette.

Liang Zhixia felt a lot more comfortable.

A group of bad boys walked into the box with colorful ribbons on their heads, cursing. Inside was a large round table with fake flowers and plants in the middle of the round table, and a large projector and speakers on the other side.

Liang Zhixia frowned and walked around the ribbons stuck to the ground. After stepping in, he found that there was a large cake several layers high on another smaller table.

His doubts deepened.

Until the waiter served all the dishes, he looked at the abalone and king crabs on the table, and his doubts reached a peak.

The two boys holding the spray cans just now said that because this spray ribbon is very cheap on pxx, it means that their families are not rich, but they still booked this level of hotel, and there is also a big cake and this table of food that doesn't look cheap.

Although he hasn't eaten it, he has heard of it.

Although Ji Chaohao's father is a researcher and his salary is not low, his father is very stingy, otherwise he would not have changed houses and lived in that small house all the time.

He scanned all the people around him. No one looked rich, no matter how they dressed or talked.

He was confident that he could tell who was poor. He had never been rich, but he had been poor.

So who would pay for today's bill?

While he was frowning and thinking about these questions, the other people at the table had already started eating and drinking. A bunch of hooligans had no idea how to eat, chopsticks were randomly picking up food, and dishes were flying everywhere.

They seemed to have not eaten for several years, scrambling for food, and some even took the plate in front of them to eat.

Only he, Ji Chaohao, and the yellow-haired man did not move their chopsticks.

The yellow-haired man shook the red wine in the goblet in a mysterious way, turned his eyes to him, and said in a curious tone: "Brother, don't you want to eat a little?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chicken head was thrown into the bowl in front of him.

Ji Chaohao's face was cold: "Who told you to call him brother?"

The yellow-haired man took a sip of red wine, raised his hands, and said with a playful smile: "Okay, our brother, I'll call you our brother."

Liang Zhixia took a deep breath. What Zhang Mi said at the time was to accompany Ji Chaohao on his birthday.

So he just needs to be here. Looking at the messy dishes on the table, he leaned back in the chair, his eyes were cold, his fingertips tapped his thighs lightly, his mind was wandering, he missed the dishes cooked by Lu Quan's aunt.

He slept in Lu Quan's house these days. Although he said he didn't need to find a nanny for him, Lu Quan still found an aunt for him. She would come to cook for him every noon and night, and clean the house.

He was like a parasite these two days. He didn't have to think about anything, and didn't have to do anything. When he woke up, he had food to eat, when he was thirsty, he had water to drink, and when he was sleepy, he had a bed to sleep.

And he found that Lu Quan was very good at enjoying life. When he helped his aunt clean up, he found a big bathtub in the bathroom of the master bedroom. It should be very comfortable to take a bath in it.

He had never taken a bath in a bathtub before, only in a bathtub when he was a child.

The bathtub looked like it could only fit one person, and two people would be very crowded. When he realized what he was thinking about, he ran out with a red face.

So much so that when Lu Quan called him at night, he didn't answer it, lying that he was sleepy and wanted to sleep.

At the same time, he forgot that there was a surveillance camera in his room. All his expressions and reactions were seen by Lu Quan on the other end of the surveillance camera.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ji Chaohao's annoying voice rang in his ears. Liang Zhixia turned her head and looked at him indifferently, her lips slightly opened: "What does it have to do with you?"

Although she was obviously scolding him, Ji Chaohao clearly felt his heart beating faster, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart, a little excited and a little angry.

He squinted his eyes slightly and continued to stare at his cheap brother.

This time, his cheap brother did give him a lot of surprises.

He was looking forward to the surprises later.

I don't know how long it took, the big round table in front of him could no longer be looked at directly, all the dishes on the plates were picked up everywhere, and the red wine, white wine and beer were opened.

The lights suddenly dimmed, and Liang Zhixia's arm was tightly clamped by a hand. The other party was very strong. He was about to break free when he heard Ji Chaohao's voice.

"Don't move, sing birthday song for me, wish me a happy birthday, otherwise I won't let my mother give you the photo."

Liang Zhixia was forced to stand next to Ji Chaohao, sang a few words of birthday song with gritted teeth.

Ji Chaohao blew out the candles, and before he could react, the other boys seemed to have agreed to grab the cake and smashed it on him.

"..."

Liang Zhixia was extremely dangerous standing next to him. He took advantage of the chaos to cut off a large piece with a knife and smashed it all on Ji Chaohao's face, then ran out of the attack circle.

He stood there thinking for a while, and walked towards the direction of the bathroom in his memory.

The light in the bathroom was bright, he turned on the faucet, put his arm directly under the faucet, and rubbed his fingers against each other to wash the cream that was accidentally stained.

Suddenly, the door of the bathroom was pushed open, he looked up at the mirror, and met Ji Chaohao's eyes inside.

He lowered his eyes and turned off the faucet, shaking off the water droplets on his hands.

Ji Chaohao just stood there, watching his cheap brother shaking his hands, his arms were cold and white like jade, he remembered the feeling when he clamped just now, smooth and delicate, and very comfortable to touch.

That feeling is a bit addictive.

He couldn't help but reach out to grab his arm, but was avoided.

Liang Zhixia's eyes were filled with disgust, and she said coldly: "I also attended your birthday party, can you give me the photo now?"

When he was standing next to Ji Chaohao just now, he saw the photo in the other's pocket.

Ji Chaohao withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, his expression gloomy: "It's not over yet, my brother."

Every time Liang Zhixia heard Ji Chaohao call him brother, she wanted to sew his mouth shut, it was too disgusting.

He turned and walked out the door. The lights outside were still not on, but the projector was turned on, with lyrics on it.

This group of people actually treated this place as a KTV, and the sound was very loud and noisy.

Liang Zhixia frowned and hid in the corner.

But someone just wouldn't let him go.

Huang Mao walked up to him with a glass of red wine in it, and handed it to him, saying, "Brother seems to have eaten nothing today, but you can't say that we didn't treat him well, have a drink."

Liang Zhixia had never drunk alcohol before, and was not interested in drinking. He turned his head and said coldly, "No need."

Huang Mao raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. Liang Zhixia unconsciously stood aside again.

He didn't like the smell of alcohol on drinkers. His disgust almost appeared on his face. Huang Mao drank too much, and walked unsteadily. He smiled gloomily and pointed at him and said, "Okay, I give you face but you don't want to be ashamed, right! Brothers, play that video, loudest!"

Liang Zhixia didn't know what the video Huang Mao was talking about was, but it must be related to him. His heart sank, and a familiar voice came from the speaker. His body stiffened, like a rusty robot, and slowly raised his head.

In the video, he begged Zhang Mi to lend him money.

He clearly remembered that the weather was not good that day, it was raining heavily, and he was cheated by a driver who specifically bullied outsiders and took a long detour. When he arrived at Zhang Mi's neighborhood, it was not only dark, but he had also spent most of the little money he had.

But that was all the money for his grandmother's medical treatment.

He was soaked by the rain, and his washed white clothes stuck to his clothes.

When he found Zhang Mi's house according to the address, his mother actually asked him to stand outside and talk, because entering the house would make the house wet.

He talked about his grandmother's illness in a miserable state and promised to pay back the money, but he didn't borrow it.

That night, he dragged his heavy body to stay in a small hotel for dozens of yuan.

But he didn't expect that he was filmed.

Without thinking, he knew it was Ji Chaohao who did it.

He kept hearing his humble voice begging Zhang Mi to borrow money. He didn't feel ashamed, but just sad and angry at the same time.

That was his effort to save his grandmother's life, but these people treated this video as a joke, and everyone had a wanton and mocking smile on their face.

These smiles were too dazzling, he felt.

His stiff fingers touched the cold and hard outline in his pocket, and he looked expressionlessly at the yellow-haired man who was smiling the happiest. Before he could react, he punched him in the face and kicked him. The yellow-haired man didn't react, and his head hit the chair, and the whole person fell to the floor with a bang.

The scene was quiet for a while, and only the video was still playing.

At this time, Ji Chaohao also came out of the bathroom. He looked at the video on the projector and frowned. When he saw the yellow-haired man lying on the ground, his expression was even more displeased.

The yellow-haired man got up from the ground with a gloomy face. It would be a shame for him to be knocked to the ground by a pretty boy in front of so many people.

He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pointed at Liang Zhixia, and said viciously: "Hit me!"

Ji Chaohao's face sank, and he whispered: "Not now."

Huangmao seemed to remember something, and waved his hand, and those people stopped where they were.

Liang Zhixia held the things in his pocket tightly, his eyes confused. He didn't know what these people were going to do, but it was definitely not a good thing.

He stretched out his other hand to Ji Chaohao: "Give me the photo."

Ji Chaohao calmly poured a glass of wine, but there were red, white, and beer in the glass.

He pushed it in front of him and said: "Drink this glass of wine, and I will give you the photo."

Liang Zhixia pursed her lips: "Keep your word?"

Ji Chaohao: "Keep your word."

Liang Zhixia had never drunk alcohol before. He only drank the wine hidden by his grandfather once when he was in elementary school. He got drunk after just a sip.

So he knew that his alcohol tolerance was very poor. After thinking for a moment, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Lu Quan.

Then he picked up the wine glass. There was only about half a glass of wine, but as soon as he put it to his lips, a strong smell of alcohol rushed up.

There was no condition to take such a family photo in the countryside. He only took a one-inch or two-inch ID photo at school. That was the only photo of him and his grandparents.

He must get it!

He closed his eyes and choked as soon as he took a sip. His face turned red and his eyes were still a little dizzy, but the wine in the glass was only one-fifth less.

Huangmao smiled meanly: "Keep drinking, are you tired? Little white face, a jinx that no one wants."

Liang Zhixia shook her head, not hearing Huangmao's voice clearly, and her eyes were fixed on the wine in the glass.

He just sent a message to Lu Quan, asking him to find a reliable bodyguard nearby to send him back.

So it didn't matter if he was drunk.

But just as he was about to take the second sip, the heavy door of Qingluan Hall opened from the outside.

A tall and straight figure appeared at the door.

The light shone on him from behind, casting a very long shadow on the ground.

Ji Chaohao frowned and looked over: "Who are you? Where's the waiter?!"

When the man walked in, they found that it was a man, tall and long-legged, and very handsome.

Huangmao narrowed his eyes and said: "Brother, which road are you from? I don't think I've seen you here before."

Only Liang Zhixia blushed, tilted her head and looked at the door in a daze, her lips moved slightly: "Lu Quan?"

But isn't Lu Quan in City A?

How could he appear here?

He was indeed drunk.

Huangmao saw that the man ignored him, and the anger from the punch Liang Zhixia had just hit him surged up again, and he said angrily: "Are you dumb? Can't you speak!"

Ji Chaohao still had some brains, pulled Huangmao who was about to rush over, and frowned: "I feel something is wrong."

Lu Quan scanned the entire hall and finally saw Zhizhi staggering in the corner.

He had a cold face and looked sideways to the side.

"Don't let any of them go."

Then he walked in and went straight to Liang Zhixia. When Ji Chaohao saw him reaching out to touch his adopted brother, the man twisted his hand and kicked him aside.

Lu Quan frowned and looked at Zhizhi, who was blushing. He leaned over and said softly, "Zhizhi? Can you hear me?"

He leaned over and touched Zhizhi's forehead. It was a little hot. He looked down and saw that Zhizhi's face and neck were flushed. His hand was grabbed as soon as it touched.

Zhizhi's fingers were soft and hot. While holding his fingers, she pressed them against his face, her voice soft.

"It feels so good, Lu Quan wants more."

His brain had been controlled by alcohol, and he couldn't think at all about why Lu Quan suddenly appeared here.

His body was so hot and uncomfortable. He desperately pressed against Lu Quan and pulled the other's other hand into his clothes.

Lu Quan was startled, his eyes gradually became deep, he lowered his eyes and saw Zhizhi's expression was aggrieved, with a layer of sparkling water on her rosy lips, she opened and closed her mouth and complained: "Lu Quan, why don't you touch me!"

Lu Quan raised the corner of his mouth, and didn't care about other people, hugged Zhizhi, turned around to block everyone's sight, and

said in a gentle voice: "I want to touch Zhizhi when I get home, okay?" He lowered his head and kissed the corner of Zhizhi's mouth while speaking.

Zhizhi seemed to have a little temper after drinking. He finally coaxed her and wanted to put her down to teach others a lesson, but was accused again.

"Don't you like me anymore! Why don't you hug me?"

When Lu Quan heard this, how could he not hug her? He hooked the chair next to him with his foot, sat down and hugged Zhizhi tightly with his arms, and whispered: "Is it okay to hug like this?"

A minute later, Zhizhi raised her head from his arms, with a proud look on her face, shook her feet unconsciously, nodded with satisfaction: "Okay."

After Zhizhi was settled, Lu Quan had time to deal with the others.

The lights in the room had been turned on long ago, and Liang Zhixia had been hiding in Lu Quan's cold arms, sniffing the pleasant smell on him.

Lu Quan was not in a good mood when facing other people. He lifted his eyelids and his eyes fell on the projector that was playing in a loop.

When he saw Zhizhi trembling because of the rain, he wanted to travel back and hold Zhizhi in his arms.

Zhang Mi was in the darkness inside the door, with a cold face and a calm tone: "I don't have money to lend you, you go."

The door closed with a click.

Lu Quan saw the light of hope in Zhizhi's eyes go out in an instant.

An indescribable heartache rolled from the bottom of his heart and rushed to his throat, blocking it and making him unable to make any sound.

He didn't dare to think about how Zhizhi got through that period.

How did Zhizhi, who had no temper, a soft personality, and was gentle to everyone, get through that period?

Those who hurt Zhizhi deserved to die.

A trace of hostility flashed in his eyes, and Lu Quan cruelly raised the corners of his lips. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the person in his arms mutter, "Lu Quan, you hurt me."

Lu Quan's eyes were filled with emotion, and he looked down in panic, only to find that his arms had been tightly wrapped around the person in his arms.

"Sorry, I hurt Zhizhi."

Liang Zhixia said in a soft voice, "I forgive you."

Hearing his soft voice, Lu Quan's heart ached even more.

He asked someone to turn off the video, covered Zhizhi's ears with his hands, and let the other party play with his abdominal muscles, and asked casually, "Who took the video?"

No one stood up, and everyone could feel the solemn atmosphere now.

"No one is willing to stand up? Then-"

"He took the video, and that person wanted to beat me, and they also asked me to drink, which was so hard to drink."

Liang Zhixia raised his hand and pointed at those people one by one. When he saw Ji Chaohao's eyes, he raised his chin, like a kitten showing off his power, and said proudly, "I'm suing you now."

Lu Quan looked at Zhizhi's cute appearance, and his heart softened: "How can Zhizhi be so cute."

After Liang Zhixia finished suing, she buried her head in his arms again and played with his abdominal muscles again.

Slender and hot fingers caressed the well-defined abdominal muscles, and the soft fingertips slid over each abdominal muscle. The corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and he was having a lot of fun.

Lu Quan silently exerted strength on his waist and abdomen to make his abdominal muscles more stylish.

He looked up at the group of people, his eyes fell on the ribbons on the carpet, and his chin was slightly raised: "Then let's start with the simple ones and clean the ribbons on the carpet first."

The door of Qingluan Hall had been closed. There were dozens of muscular men standing in the hall. Ji Chaohao and others did not dare to move casually.

A drop of cold sweat flowed from the temple. Huangmao was sober and gave a look to those younger brothers. Just as the younger brothers were about to move, Lu Quan pointed at Huangmao and Ji Chaohao and curled his lips slightly: "You two do it, the others have work to do."

Dozens of big men with cold faces were about to catch them.

Huangmao and Ji Chaohao had no choice but to go forward to do it. They had no tools, so they could only squat on the carpet and pick it up with their fingers.

Lu Quan: "By the way, you have to say Liang Zhixia's advantages until the carpet is clean."

Then he turned his head to look at the remaining boys who were as quiet as quails. With a wave of his hand, a big man came forward and handed them the cameras in his hand, almost everyone had one.

Lu Quan touched Zhizhi's still hot face and said lightly: "Your task is to take pictures of what they are doing now. Whoever takes the clearest and most atmospheric pictures will go. I will check it later."

The boys looked at each other, and then looked at the big muscles on the big men, who seemed to be able to beat them to death with one punch. They opened their cameras and pointed the lenses at the two people in front of them.

Lu Quan watched for several minutes and got a little bored.

He picked up Zhizhi and raised his chin to the big men.

When he walked to the carpet at the door, he looked down at Ji Chaohao who looked humiliated, and his mouth curled slightly: "Are you the cheap brother? He doesn't look that good."

After saying this, the big man guarding the door opened the door, and Lu Quan walked out holding Zhizhi.

The hotel owner and hotel manager and others were standing outside the door.

Lu Quan frowned, grabbed Zhizhi who was trying to lift up his clothes, and said coldly: "If the people inside don't pay, send them to the police station."

The hotel owner was old and knowledgeable, and he quickly smiled and said: "I understand, then Master Lu, you are busy first, we will contact you later."

He waved his hand and asked the waiter to take Master Lu downstairs.

The waitress happened to be the girl who was troubled by the yellow-haired guy at the door before.

She pursed her lips and looked back from time to time at the boy in Lu Quan's arms, with a nervous expression.

Lu Quan watched her calmly, licked the sharp canine teeth with the tip of his tongue, and said lightly.

After getting in the car, he pinched Zhizhi's soft and hot face.

"Little rascal, you find a rival for me when you go out."

The little rascal turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside the window, and continued to play with his abdominal muscles wholeheartedly, and even lifted up his clothes and took a bite.