"Damn it, he wants to run in front of us. It's absolutely not possible. Go home quickly and close the door tightly tonight. Don't let Lu Zhenyang come back and block Zhang Yang's house and interfere with their work."
Women have the most poisonous hearts, is it true?
On the other road, in the white Audi car, Wan Qian was drunk and enchanting. She was very restless in the back seat. She always pulled Yao Yi in the driver's seat to talk, "Mr. Yao Yi..."
Yao Yi nodded lightly, "Yes."
"I'm going out of the country tomorrow."[
"Um."
"My heart is so blocked." Wan Qianqian covered her chest and looked like she was about to cry, which made people look at her with pity.
Yao Yi smiled and nodded understandingly, "I'll help you clear it up later."
The speed of the car was fast and slow. Wan Qianqian said he was tired and finally fell asleep lying down in the back. Yao Yi drove the car very slowly, and his eyes would glance at Wan Qianqian behind him from time to time.
In a quiet night, you will occasionally hear a whistle from the passing vehicles. Some things have been done, and you have to go on if you regret them. Some things you don't even have the chance to regret.
He felt empty in his heart. Ever since this blabbering idiot said he was leaving, he stood alone in the empty living room, looking at her neat bed and the set of sheets and quilts that he disliked.
If one day suddenly all these are gone, and even the ears are clear, will he not adapt? In fact, he really needs such a little woman in his heart who will feel troublesome when he sees her, and feels empty when he doesn't see her.
That person can be anyone, but as long as they choose, they are sincere to each other, she loves him and regards him as heaven, he likes her and regards him as a treasure, that is enough.
Wan Qianqian was hugged by Yao Yi and thrown onto her bed. She waved her hand, "Mr. Yao Yi, I want to sell it to you for one night. Does the one thousand yuan per night mentioned last time still count?"
With her eyes closed, she felt Yao Yi next to her. Yao Yi curled his lips and said, "Don't count. It's too expensive. I won't buy it."
Wan Qianqian replied again, "Do you want a 20% discount?"
After saying that, she suddenly felt like she was carrying a lot of money. She pushed hard and heard a gentle voice coming from her ear, "Don't move or lean against me anymore."
The voice accompanied by Fang Gang's breath hit her neck, which was red from drinking too much. She shrank her neck itchyly, "Yao Yi, I want to hug you."
Then something warm and soft touched her lips. Yao Yi had tricked Wan Qianqian into thinking that her body seemed to react several times after she got drunk, but she had never practiced it.
This was the first time since he was injured that he wanted to fight with a real gun. The heat in his lower abdomen had already risen strongly, and the cheeks of the little man under him were red and tempting.
When Yao Yi's tongue stuck into Wan Qianqian's mouth, the feeling of a snake getting into her mouth came back in Wan Qian Qian's memory, and she resisted with all her strength, 'Ooooo... Ooooh.'
"If you move again, I won't let you hug me."
Wan Qianqian felt calm again when she heard Yao Yi's voice. In fact, she was so drunk that she only had a little bit of consciousness left, but then she still felt the strong pain under her body. Accompanied by the drunkenness, she screamed in pain.
The sound is even more exciting.
It is absolutely correct to say that Wan Qianqian is a copy of Lu Anyi. The precious first time was broken when she was unconscious.[
But when it comes to tragedy, Wan Qianqian seems to be much more miserable than Lu Anyi. When I woke up the next day, my head was groggy and everything last night felt like a dream.