Jing Jing looked at Leng Tianming's back, feeling extremely anxious. Do you want to call his name in such a public place? How embarrassing?
But without shouting, she saw the old man in front of her pestering her in every possible way and she was unable to resist.
"What? Could it be that Miss An doesn't give Li some face!?" Li Weiqun felt very unhappy when he saw An Jing's confused and unwilling look.
"Uh, no, it's just that I don't know how to drink..." Jing Jing said awkwardly.
"No? Miss An doesn't want to give me the face of Li..." Li Weiqun said aggressively.
"No, I'm really sorry..."
"Since it's not the case, then just take a sip, Miss An. Just a small sip shouldn't cause any serious problems!?" After saying that, he raised the wine to An Jing's lips.
Jing Jing's brows knitted together. Faced with Li Weiqun's forceful "drinking", she had to open her mouth and took a sip in embarrassment.
"Oh, Miss An is a good drinker, come and take another sip!" Li Weiqun raised the cup and poured the full glass of wine directly into An Jing's mouth.
The hot feeling slowly flowed down her throat, and Anjing coughed violently. As soon as she finished drinking, she felt dizzy and hit her. She stroked her temples, her vision began to blur, and she shook her head hard.
But you can still see Li Weiqun's greasy and disgusting smile: "Miss An, are you tired? Come, I will take you to rest..."
Anjing really looked like a rejection, but his consciousness followed him unclearly.
"Ming, I didn't expect you to attend. The female companion is very beautiful..." Xiao Xingyun held a goblet with half a glass of red wine in his hand and asked with a smile.
"Really!?" The corners of Leng Tianming's mouth slowly raised, his eyes slowly narrowed, and when he turned around, there was no one behind him. Leng Tianming's expression suddenly changed.
Xiao Xingyun elegantly handed the goblet to his mouth and took a sip. His eyes were casual and he said quietly, "I just saw Li Weiqun taking her away, and she seemed to be walking towards the lounge..."
Leng Tianming's face suddenly darkened, he cursed "Damn it!" and then chased after him.
Seeing his anxious back, Xiao Xingyun raised his eyes slightly, raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked away with the goblet in hand.
"Mr. Li, please don't do this..." In the private room, he was sitting quietly on a sofa, his face was red, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he had gradually lost his mind under the influence of alcohol.
Li Weiqun, on the other hand, was sitting next to Anjing, with such greedy eyes that he wanted to devour Anjing in one gulp, and his hands were stroking her body.