Liang Jian's home is far away by the East Lake. Liang Jian is walking with Xiang Jin in the community. In the stroller in front of him, Xiao Nishang is lying quietly with her eyes closed, as if she hasn't woken up yet.
Xiang Jin held Liang Jian's arm, and Liang Jian pushed the stroller. The two whispered something and laughed. The smile on Xiang Jin's face looked beautiful and happy, and everything seemed fine.
Suddenly, Xiang Jin asked: "Do you have your mobile phone?"
Liang Jian touched his pocket, then shook his head: "Maybe I forgot it at home. What's wrong?"
Xiang Jin smiled and said: "It's okay. I just wanted to call dad. Originally, he didn't agree with my coming back. I insisted on coming back."
When Xiang Jin said this, he looked up at Liang Jian. His eyes were sparkling, and the luster inside them was like the sunshine in winter or the gentle wind in spring, wrapping Liang Jian's heart in a tenderness.
inside, turned into a piece of water.
He stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly to his side. Xiang Jin looked away and leaned her head on his shoulder, with patches of crimson on her face, which was really beautiful.
In Hugo Bar, Huang Yiting and Wang Dao did not sit by the window, but sat inside. It was quiet inside and the light was not very good. So, sitting face to face, Huang Yiting could not see Wang Dao's face clearly.
His expression was just that he was smiling.
Huang Yiting was a little impatient. At this time, the red wine glass was brought up, but it was not a complete bottle, but had been opened. On the tray, there were two tall crystal glasses, and three-thirds of the wine had been poured into the crystal glasses.
One of the red wines. The waiter walked under the lamp, and the yellow-reddish light fell on the crystal cup, reflecting a gorgeous and ambiguous light.
Huang Yiting narrowed her eyes and became even more impatient. She pinched the mobile phone in the bag through the bag and endured it.
The wine glasses were placed in front of the two of them respectively. Wang Dao raised his glasses and said, "I heard that this red wine is good, and I've let them wake up half an hour in advance. It's just right to drink now. Come on, have a taste."
Huang Yiting picked up the wine glass perfunctorily, but did not clink it with him, and brought it to her lips. Seeing this, Wang Dao's smile froze. But when he saw that Huang Yiting was about to drink the glass of wine in her hand, the smile on his face
It became richer again.
Huang Yiting took a sip and put down the glass. The mellow taste of the red wine spread between her mouth and tongue, exuding a strong fragrance, and it tasted really good. Huang Yiting's father was once a wine lover, the so-called "near red wine"
Chi, she would naturally be influenced by it. She tasted the taste spreading on her tongue and couldn't help but praise: "It really tastes good."
Wang Dao's smile became even brighter, but unfortunately the light was too dim and Huang Yiting couldn't see clearly.
"Then drink more." Wang Dao said. After saying that, he seemed to be worried that Huang Yiting would not drink, and added: "The red wine won't go to your head. It'll be fine if you drink more. Don't worry, I won't get you drunk."
Perhaps it was because of the lighting, or perhaps it was the temptation of the red wine in front of her, or perhaps it was the destiny's arrangement. Huang Yiting did not feel too disgusted by his words. Instead, she raised her glass and took another sip.
The mellow taste in her mouth fascinated her. She had to admit that although she didn't drink often, she also inherited some of her father's wine-loving personality.
Unknowingly, when the steak recommended by Wang Dao arrived, Huang Yiting had already finished one third of the red wine. Wang Dao poured it again in time.
This time Huang Yiting did not drink immediately, but moved the knife and fork. Now that she is here, she must try it, and she can't go hungry. To be honest, Huang Yiting is really a little hungry. She didn't feel it when she first got here.
, this glass of wine actually awakened her appetite. It seems that there is a reason why Westerners always like to use red wine as an aperitif.
She cut off a small piece from the steak and put it into her mouth. Wang Dao sat across from him, looking at Huang Yiting's slightly blushing cheeks under the dim light, which was ambiguous, and watched her lightly open her red lips, imagining what she would look like later.
What kind of beautiful music would be murmuring from the red lips. Suddenly, Wang Dao couldn't control himself. He hurriedly averted his eyes and lowered his head to fight with the steak in an attempt to distract his attention.
Seeing that Wang Dao finally stopped staring at her, Huang Yiting finally breathed a sigh of relief. After taking a bite of steak, she reached out to take out her mobile phone from her bag and took a look. There was no text message notification or phone notification on the phone screen. Huang Yiting wrinkled slightly.
I raised my eyebrows, but I didn’t feel too anxious. Maybe it was because I was emboldened by the wine.
Huang Yiting put the phone back again and continued to eat the small plate of steak. Indeed, although the steak did not taste great, it was not bad.
Perhaps because she was hungry, Huang Yiting ate the entire steak and drank a lot of red wine. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were watery. When she raised her eyes, she was full of charm. Wang Dao opposite looked at her
So crazy.
Huang Yiting saw Wang Dao's stupid look when he looked at her, and felt shy for the first time. She had never seen Wang Dao look like this before, but she only felt a little disgusted. Unlike today, she actually felt a little embarrassed in her heart. She bowed slightly.
He looked at me and whispered: "Is there something on my face?"
Wang Dao came back to his senses. Looking at Huang Yiting's shy appearance, he knew that those things had begun to take effect. He chuckled secretly and said: "Yes, yes."
Huang Yiting believed it to be true and asked: "Where?" While asking, he touched it with his hand. Wang Dao smiled, looked at her silly look, and whispered: "There is a flower, it is very beautiful."
Huang Yiting's face seemed to be even redder. She glared at him, but it had no ferocious effect, only a soft and shy look.
Wang Dao was deeply intoxicated and felt extremely happy. He poured wine for Huang Yiting again. Tonight, he must make sure that everything was perfect. Therefore, the more wine, the better.
At this time, Huang Yiting didn't seem to even notice that her attitude towards Wang Dao was different. Watching Wang Dao raise his wine glass, Huang Yiting said: "I really want it too much." At the same time, she had already raised it.
Crystal wine glass on hand.
She drank happily. After two sips, she drank the wine in the glass. After finishing the drink, she sighed: "This wine is really delicious."
Wang Daoxiao said: "If you like it, we can take a bottle back later and drink it slowly."
After all, Huang Yiting was still conscious. After hearing what Wang Dao said, she immediately said: "That's no need. Drinking too much wine is not good either." As she said that, she glanced at the table and saw that both of them had finished their steaks.
, there was not much red wine left in the bottle. She suddenly realized that she might have drunk a lot. At this moment, her reason seemed to return to Huang Yiting's mind. Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately reached for her bag.
I took a look at the cell phone in the cell phone and found that there were still no messages or calls on it.
They had been having this meal for about an hour. How could Liang Jian not send her a message yet? Didn't he see it?
Huang Yiting finally felt something was wrong. She grabbed her bag and was about to leave, saying, "We've almost finished eating. Let's go back." As she said that, she stood up.
As soon as she stood firm, she felt that the things in front of her were shaking, and a spinning feeling came over her. Huang Yiting hurriedly held onto the sofa.
At this time, Wang Dao immediately walked around the table, walked to her side, and stretched out his arms to half hug her. The physical contact made her feel a little disgusted, but it was not particularly strong. She wanted to struggle, but she couldn't use any strength. What did she feel?
Something was wrong. It was just that my head was dizzy and I couldn't organize my thoughts at all. I could only hear Wang Dao saying in my ear: "What's wrong with you? Are you drinking too much?"
Huang Yiting's thoughts were distracted by him, and she subconsciously attributed all the things she felt were wrong to her drinking too much. But she didn't realize that in the past, even if she drank a bottle of red wine alone, she would not be able to bear the consequences.
She was just tipsy at most. But today, with less than one bottle, she was already so drunk that she couldn't stand.
Huang Yiting was half leaning in Wang Dao's arms. Wang Dao held her in his arms, feeling her body temperature that was a little hot due to the alcohol through the thin layer of jersey. The emotions in his heart were almost unsuppressable, making him wish he could wait for this moment.
He pushed her onto the sofa and raped her hard.
Finally, he hadn't gone to his head yet. He hugged Huang Yiting and quickly left the bar. When he walked out, Wang Dao didn't take Huang Yiting to hail a taxi, nor did he ask the bar owner to arrange a waiter as he said before.
Ying Sheng sent them back. Instead, he took Huang Yiting, turned to the left, walked straight for a while, and stopped in front of a hotel called Mujia.
He looked around, then quickly entered the hotel with Huang Yiting in his arms. Huang Yiting was already in a semi-awake state at this time. She wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't. Her eyelids were as heavy as lead. She was still very hot.
, as if she was about to burn up. However, she still had a trace of consciousness, which allowed her to firmly hold her handbag in her hand, and followed her to a room on the fourth floor of the hotel.
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As soon as she entered the room, Wang Dao threw her onto the bed. With a muffled sound, Huang Yiting fell heavily into the thick quilt. She finally opened her eyes and saw a white quilt. She felt like this
The color was very familiar, and the smell permeating the tip of her nose also felt familiar, like the smell of a certain place, but she just couldn't remember where this smell belonged. She struggled to ask: "Where are we?"
Wang Dao stood by the bed and couldn't wait to unbutton his shirt. Hearing Huang Yiting's voice, he was about to answer, but suddenly stopped, with a sinister smile on his face, and said: "We are in the hotel."
Huang Yiting heard the word hotel in a daze. After she murmured it once, she finally realized where the hotel was. A sense of crisis rose from the bottom of her heart, restoring a sense of clarity to her groggy head. She opened her eyes wide and looked again
She looked around and finally matched the familiarity in her heart with the word "hotel". She was horrified and hurriedly wanted to sit up. However, her limbs were weak and her whole body was weak. She suddenly remembered that when she was in the bar before, she felt something was wrong.
At this moment, she finally knew what was wrong. She stared at Wang Dao and asked: "Did you put medicine in my wine?"
Huang Yiting tried hard to make her words sound fierce, but they were still weak and weak, more like a lover's scolding. Wang Dao smiled and said: "How could I do such a shameless thing? You just drank too much."
." Wang Dao also drank, but he drank very little. So at this moment, he still retained his sense and did not admit it.
Huang Yiting saw that he refused to admit it, but she was convinced in her heart. She didn't want to pay attention to this person anymore, struggled to get out of bed, and tried to leave. But when it came to the fat in her mouth, how could Wang Dao let her fly?
Seeing Huang Yiting's limp appearance, but struggling desperately to leave, he smiled proudly.