In the bar, two people were sitting in the corner. Several bottles of wine were poured on the table. Leng Tianming was drinking one cup after another, while Jing Jing was looking at him with a bottle of beer in his hand. What was this guy smoking?
Crazy to drink like this?
"Hey, stop drinking, I won't be responsible for sending you back later!" Jing Jing looked at him and said.
But Leng Tianming was lying on the sofa, with his eyes closed, and a touch of sadness on his handsome face, trying his best to suppress the desire to explode in his heart.
"Hey..." Jing Jing pushed Leng Tianming's leg with his hand, but the latter didn't respond at all.
Did he die of alcohol poisoning? This was An Jing's first thought.
"Hey, hey..." Jing Jing put one hand on the sofa and leaned his upper body in front of Leng Tianming, "Hey, are you okay..." Jing Jing patted Leng Tianming's handsome face with his hand. If he died,
, although she did not kill the person, she cannot avoid becoming a suspect.
Just looking at Leng Tianming's handsome face, An Jing had the urge to laugh. Damn it, this thought must be nipped in the cradle.
He stretched out his slender fingers and tremblingly put them under Leng Tianming's nose, trembling in his heart for fear that he would run out of breath.
But when her hand just reached his lips, those dark eyes opened instantly, like the darkness from hell, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her suddenly, An Anjing's whole body was lying on Leng Tianming,
The cold lips that smelled of alcohol pressed against her, and Jing Jing was shocked, and her beautiful eyes widened.
His lips were soft and cool, and the alcohol carried his unique masculine scent. He held her domineeringly, his hands clasped the back of her head, and kissed her deeply.
His eyelashes are very long and slightly raised, and his dark eyes are slightly squinted and blurred, adding a bit of charm to his domineering appearance under the dim light, like a fatal temptation.
I have to admit that this man has the ability to make people fall for him.
By some strange combination of circumstances, Anjing did not reject him. If you just follow your heart, this man seems to be a good choice...
"Yunxi..."
The following murmurs startled An Jing's heart in vain. She stared at him, but her heart was extremely sad. Was she expecting something?
Pushing him away hard, her face was extremely determined, no matter how quiet and cheap she was, she was definitely not anyone's substitute.
Just when he was about to leave, Anjing was stunned for a moment. He walked back, took out his mobile phone from his clothes, saw two particularly dazzling words and dialed them directly.
Leng Tianming lay there drunk and unconscious. Looking at him, a trace of complicated emotions flashed through his quiet eyes, and then he walked out decisively.