When Hua Yeshen woke up from a coma, Yang's coffin was gone.

Where the great king went, and what he did to her when she was unconscious, Hua Yeshen didn't care very much anymore.

The lingering mint fragrance between her mouths made it easy for her to guess what she had been fed by the king in her coma.

What good things can the king feed her?

It's nothing more than a poison that makes her more painful than Pretty in Pink.

She doesn't care.

Even in the next moment, a layer of black hair suddenly grew on the delicate body, the flower-like face suddenly elongated, and the sharp fangs stuck out of the mouth - the flower night god didn't care.

After she dared to say the word "pitiful" to Yang Coffin, she knew that her future fate was closely related to sorrow.

"There is nothing important in life except death."

Suddenly, after thinking of this wise saying, Hua Yeshen suddenly felt relaxed all his body.

No matter how miserable the death is, it is nothing more than turning into a corpse.

Dead people will not be afraid of King Xuanyuan.

The god of flowers no longer complains about this bitter fate, and even no longer resents the king.

She figured it out at once, since God didn't favor her very much, he had to arrange for her to come to the red dust for a walk, so why not enjoy this cheesy, in fact, wonderful life before the tragic curtain call?

Like those young women of the same age, they carry their lovers and children on their backs, go to the night club, drink, go to the hotel with the man they can see, and part ways the next morning as if nothing had happened between them.

"Perhaps, that's the real life, right? It's a pity that all my previous good youth was wasted on work and love. I didn't know until the end of the day that the so-called work and love were fake. There is nothing more real in life than to enjoy the present. ”

The more Hua Yeshen thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

Some of the elements who had been suppressed by her for thirty years immediately cheered and tried their best to bewitch her: "Get out, get out!" Get out on the waves! ”

This enchanted thought prompted her to change into her sexiest clothes, apply yellow to the mirror, put on a white trench coat, put on large color-changing glasses, and step on high heels with a small bag, walked out of the room, into the elevator and out of the lobby, ignoring the people who were stunned by her current appearance, got into her white Maserati, and drove out of the parking lot.

She felt that the terrible king should be watching her closely in secret.

But what is there about it?

"Great, you're going to kill me right now.

If I don't die tonight, that is the beginning of my fall.

Anyway, no one really cared about me.

The king just drove me like a cow and a horse, and Fusu was full of thoughts about how to become the new head of the family, and Mu Chen and the two of them were also threatening me to fight against the evil forces with them, otherwise they would destroy me.

None of my bosses, my lovers, my sisters, really cared about me.

Everybody used me as a sexy and glamorous tool.

will only take advantage of me, treat my true feelings and sincerity as garbage, fall on the ground and step on one foot again, and trample on it fiercely.

No one can put themselves in my shoes and think about me, seeing my desire to be a happy little woman.

No one—

Perhaps, there was once such a person, right?

It's a pity that he is dead, and he can no longer fulfill the promise he made to me.

Li Nannan, do you remember that when you left the Seven Star Club last year, you asked someone to tell me, saying that I am your woman, so I should stay at home and wait for you, and all the troubles will be solved by you?

You certainly don't remember.

Even if you remember, so what?

You're dead.

It is said that after death, people will know those things that they did not know before they died.

If that's the case, then you should know that the ghost woman who pushed you back in the barren mountains is me.

It's okay in this way, you took away my first time, and I pushed it back, and it can be regarded as a report and a report, and no one owes anyone.

So you know what to do, and don't blame me for going profligate tonight.

I was able to come to the Phoenix Dance Disco to commemorate our first time.

Do you remember how you brutally invaded me that night?

You definitely don't know.

Flower slave, I don't know.

You're all dead.

He's dead.

I'm alive.

Hehe. ”

Looking at the flickering neon lights of the Feng Dance Disco, Hua Yeshen closed his eyes in pain, and officially said goodbye as in the past.

By the time she opened her eyes again, all the sadness was gone.

Looked back.

She had a clear intuition, and the great king hid in the darkness over there, staring at her with cold eyes.

"Do you dare to come with me?"

After smiling coquettishly, Hua Yeshen carried a small bag on his back, like a proud queen, and walked towards the Fengwu discotheque.

As soon as she walked in, Hua Yeshen, who had successfully attracted the attention of all the animals, sat on the bar, raised her hand to the bartender who was staring at her drooling, snapped her fingers, took off the color-changing mirror and narrowed her left eye at him, and said in a coquettish voice: "Handsome guy, recommend a wine that is most suitable for me." ”

As he said this, he took out a wad of bills from his small bag and gently slapped it on the bar.

Looks sexy and charming, has a noble temperament, and is a super rich woman who treats money like dung, who doesn't like such a beauty?

Whoever doesn't like it, get out of the Fengwu Bar for me!

"Okay, okay. Beauty, just, don't go home tonight, okay? ”

The bartender finally realized that slapping in front of a beautiful woman would damage his image as a handsome guy, after all, the earrings on his left ear and the new hairstyle were all just made today, so he counted on these to hook up with beautiful women.

"Not going home tonight? Well, I like it. ”

Hua Yeshen smiled softly, tilted his chin slightly, and bit his right index finger with his small mouth half-open: "Handsome guy, are you going home tonight?" ”

In the past, young people like Hua Yeshente who were men, but wore earrings and had a strange hairstyle, were particularly unpleasant.

But tonight, she felt that she might be wrong about what she had been.

Everything she looks at is the real life.

Now that she has decided that she wants to enjoy the real life before she dies, she must change her mind and accept these things that she previously despised her.

The speed at which a woman's mind changes once she decides to cheat is quite terrifying.

"I, I'm not going home. Not going home. ”

The bartender's little face suddenly turned red because of Hua Yeshen's words, and the bartending movements were all deformed, and some drinks spilled out.

"Don't be nervous, little brother, you can do it."

Hanayagami stretched out his right hand and placed it on the bartender's wrist.

The fingers are so long, as white as spring onions, that I just want the bartender to pick up and eat in one bite.

But just as he was about to throw away the thing in his hand and grab that hand regardless of it, he felt countless Dawson's cold gazes swooping like sharp arrows.

If it's a sharp arrow, the bartender will definitely be a thousand arrows.

This very real feeling made the bartender suddenly understand a truth.

No matter how fashionable he dresses or how fashionable he dresses, he is a bullshit existence in the eyes of successful people.

If he dares to accept the invitation of the beautiful woman in front of him, he will not go home tonight - his corpse will most likely appear in the gutter tomorrow morning.

People who are really capable never make these gimmicks.

Just like real beauties, she never bothered to look at these very fashionable men.

After the flame in his heart was extinguished by thousands of sharp arrows, the bartender's movements returned to normal.

He didn't dare to stare back with a fearless gaze.

Because he knew very well that in these fierce eyes that shot at him like sharp arrows, there was Brother Meng's.

Brother Meng's name is Zhang Meng, how elegant and romantic it is.

But as long as you know Brother Meng, you will understand a truth: "A good name never means that its owner is a good person." ”

"I'm sorry, ma'am. It occurred to me that my girlfriend was coming over tonight and that I had to go home. ”

The bartender gently pushed the mixed drink in front of the flower night.

"Have a great evening."

Of course, Hua Yeshen could see that the bartender had changed his words for Mao, and after nodding politely and smiling and blessing, he took off his white windbreaker with his backhand and handed it over: "Then, please help me keep my clothes, it's all right, right?" ”

"Good, good, good!"

When the bartender reached for his clothes, the nosebleed finally flowed.

His heart roared: "Why am I not a big man like Brother Meng!?" ”

If he is a big man like Brother Meng, then he doesn't have to care about anyone's angry eyes, and he can sleep with this young woman who can't be described by the word "best" tonight.

Under the white trench coat of the god of flowers, he is dressed in black - what?

Bartenders may have seen women in their underwear running to the disco for fun before, all kinds of styles, lace.

But there has never been a woman who can make the young woman in front of him like this, so that he just wants to pick up the knife, kill all the people in the Mandi hall, and dominate her!

The underwear worn by the flower night god is not the kind of low-cut style that is convenient for men to enjoy the beautiful scenery, on the contrary, it is very "conservative".

The collar is a lace stand-up collar with a circle of small white flowers, up to the chin.

In fact, sometimes being conservative is the biggest temptation.

Gain's lingerie is almost translucent – looming, and always the highest level of beauty.

The black, thin fabric tightly wrapped the young woman's ripe body, but underneath was a knee-length black dress.

As the bartender's nosebleed dripped onto his chest, it occurred to him that he should know the lingerie.

It was seen on the Internet, and it was designed by a foreign underwear fashion design master to increase the fun of women in the boudoir.

This seemingly integrated dress actually has zippers in three places.

They are on the left and right chests, and under the black skirt.

The man only needs to pull away from these three places and be able to do what he likes best.

Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine.

National currency.

The bartender read it right, the black dress that Hua Yeshen was wearing was what he saw on the Internet.

There's also a nice name - the Night Elves.

Men can never understand how fashion is so attractive to women.

After they take a fancy to a piece of clothing, it is like a man who sees a beautiful woman and never forgets it.

Even if, like the god of the night, you don't wear it after you buy it, and just hang it in the closet.

"Thank you."

Instead of laughing at the bartender's tasteless behavior of having a nosebleed because he saw her sexy, Hua Yeshen nodded his head and thanked him after drinking the glass that he didn't go home tonight, and stepped off the high chair, slightly raising his chin like a queen, and looking proudly at the dance floor.

"Drunk and kneel in ten consecutive positions, teammates, he doesn't follow! I just beg the pit goods not to come to the dark. Little Joe, you abuse the tyrant! Lu Ban, go chase Zhao Yun! I, charge into battle—"

When the god of flowers and nights walked into the dance floor, the singer shouting microphone on the high platform suddenly roared like crazy.

With the explosion of this classic shouting microphone, the atmosphere of the entire disco instantly became hot to an unprecedented height.

All the men on the dance floor, fascinated by that, raised their arms around their sexy queen—

The lights went out.