Sheng Xingyan then stood up. He Mingjue's obvious move meant that even the elegant Shengxing Yan was snatched away by He Mingjue in full view of the public. He also had a look of displeasure on his face. The man put his hands in his pockets and looked up with slightly squinted eyes. With He Mingjue.
"I'm afraid it's inappropriate for President He to hold my female companion like this!"
He Mingjue tightened his grip on Wen Xihe, and looked at Sheng Xingyan with a steady coldness, then raised his eyebrows.
"Really?" After saying that, he turned his head to Wen Xihe in his arms, lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, but asked in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear: "Be good, tell him who you want to go with! "
Wen Xihe in her arms was probably very drunk. She blinked when she heard He Mingjue's voice. The next second, she held the man's head in both hands and stretched out her face, trying to get a clear look at the man in front of her. He frowned for a long time and rubbed the man's face with some uncertainty.[
"He Mingjue!"
He Mingjue looked into her eyes, squinted slightly, and couldn't help but tighten the hand holding her.
"yes!"
Wen Xihe looked at the man and listened to his answer. Her frown suddenly relaxed. Her drunkenness made her follow her thoughts and move her body closer. She held the man's face with both hands and moved back and forth while looking at him. , never tire of it.
After a while, her consciousness seemed to confirm the identity of the man hugging her at the moment. Wen Xihe grinned and tilted her head on the man's shoulder, as if she had accumulated a long-term depression in her heart. He took a long breath and called the man's name for a while.
"Hemingjue, Hemingjue,!"
Everyone could tell that that was not the answer to who Wen Xihe wanted to go with, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that all of Wen Xihe's attention was not on Sheng Xingyan at the moment.
The moment the two men's eyes met, He Mingjue hugged Wen Xihe and strode past Sheng Xingyan's eyes.
Until he left and went far away, Sheng Xingyan turned around, with mixed emotions in his eyes, but his eyes deeply saw the indulgent and doting interaction between He Mingjue and Wen Xihe, and the interaction of avoiding complaints. , for a long while, the corners of the man's lips were dyed with a hint of richness.
interest.
That night, Wen Xihe seemed to be really drunk, so much so that when He Mingjue called her "Xixi", she did not deny it. When He Mingjue hugged her in full view of the public, she even She didn't resist, and even when the man held her all the way out of the hotel, leaned into her ear and whispered to her: "Xixi, come back with me," she didn't run away.
Drunkness seemed to open her heart, allowing the emotions in her heart these days to be revealed vividly.
She was like a drunk cat, nestled in He Mingjue's arms. From the time he hugged her just now, she was already making trouble, her body kept rubbing against the man's body, and her hands were entangled His neck was crying, fussing and laughing at the same time.
But there was only one man's name in his mouth over and over again.
"He Mingjue!"
"He Mingjue!"
"Ajue"
He hugged her as if he was hugging his entire world. The strength in his hands became tighter and tighter, but his face showed extreme indulgence for the woman in his arms.
"Xixi, I'm here, I'm Hemingjue!" I'm your Jue, your own Hemingjue.[
She never stopped.
The drunk Wen Xihe bared her teeth and claws in the man's arms like a drunk but thorny cat. Even if she stayed in the man's arms, the man's warm body temperature always made her feel happy. She felt like she wanted to just fall asleep, but in her heart, it was like there was another Wen Xihe who was eager to vent and indulge.
In his arms, she became more and more noisy. From time to time, she would use her hands and feet to flutter in the man's arms.
"Xixi!" He Mingjue hugged her body tightly, quickly released a hand to hold her hand, and shouted in a low voice. Seeing that she was just quiet, he stared with a pair of watery eyes. Looking at him, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart. He hugged her and stopped walking forward.
"Xixi!" He frowned and looked at the woman in his arms.
But in the next second, she felt the hand wrapped around her neck tighten. Wen Xihe looked at the man in front of her. She couldn't even tell whether the face in front of her was real or a dream. She just felt extremely sad. I miss you so much.
His mouth flattened and tears fell down.
"Hemingjue, Hemingjue!" She cried, calling the man's name, burying her head in his neck, and finally cried loudly.
"Why are you ignoring me!"
Seeing her making trouble, he felt warm in his heart.
But she cried and rubbed her body in his arms, continuing to talk about her grievances.
"How can you say that you don't know me? Don't you know that I will be sad? Wuwuwu"
The man curled up the corners of his mouth slightly, looking at the woman in his arms who obviously didn't realize what he was talking about, and felt dumbfounded.
"Baby, the person you are talking about is you or me!"
The person just now who thought he was doing a good job and stood in front of others as if he wanted to draw a clear line with him, could it be himself.
The man laughed a little for a while, and a chuckle escaped from his lips.
In front of me, someone was already standing by the door, opening the car door.
"Mr. He, walk slowly!"
The moment the car door closed, Wen Xihe's still aggrieved voice was hidden behind the door and could only be heard by the man beside him.
"He Mingjue, do you know, I miss you very much!"
The car flew out like an arrow from its string in an instant.
"Xixi, I know, because I am too!"[
Thinking about it, my heart aches.
So this time, even if you cry, you will never let go.
Private room on the top floor of the hotel.
The man held the drunken woman in his arms and quickened his pace all the way. When he arrived at the door, the woman in his arms was already unconscious, but the hands that were tightly wrapped around him were loosened, and her mouth was still talking intermittently.
"Hemingjue, Hemingjue"
I don’t know what I thought of in the end? I flattened my mouth and became unhappy.
"He Mingjue, I hate you!"
The man looked down at her little face that turned red after being drunk, his eyes darkened, he stretched out his long legs and kicked open the door with a "bang".
The bright light in the room made Wen Xihe in his arms frown, and his body twisted uneasily in the man's arms.
He stood in the huge space, and the light from the luxurious Italian crystal lamp above his head fell on her face. The halo perfectly made the outline of her face more beautiful, sexy and soft. Those originally contradictory adjectives , but at this moment, they blended together perfectly on Wen Xihe's face.