Chapter 12 When you hear that the second master is like this, you should pull it to shoot the target

The joking voice fell in her ears, Shen Qiao's heart jumped suddenly, and she hurriedly withdrew from the man's arms.

A handsome man with a white shirt and black trousers, tall and tall, looking at her expressionlessly, is like Wen Lu, who she called Uncle Lei Feng a few days ago.

The atmosphere between the two was delicate, and the two men next to them looked at each other.

Li Junshen, who had just spoken, grabbed the bag with both hands and teased: "The little girl is stunned? I'll just say that Wen Erye's face is a disaster, wherever he goes, most of them are thrown into his arms, and you still worry about him." According to me, if you hear the second master like this, you should go to the target and monopolize the market resources of the province. ”

The one who spoke was a young man who looked to be in his early thirties at most, with a gray-blue shirt with an open neckline, short hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, Shen Qiao felt familiar, and he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Sorry, didn't notice, I bumped into you. ”

Just ran too quickly, Shen Qiao's breathing was a little panting, and she stared at it with several eyes, and she was embarrassed to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Why do you bump into his arms every time?

THE POLO SHIRT MAN STARED AT THE UNFATHOMABLE, LIKE THE SMELL OF THE FLOWER OF THE IRON RIDGE: "KNOW?"

Wen Lu stared at Shen Qiao's farther and farther, slightly stiff Qianying, without admitting or denying it.

It seems that there are already three hundred taels of silver here.

Li Junshen raised his eyebrows, equally surprised: "Do you really know each other? Alu, it shouldn't be someone you raised, right? Why haven't I heard that there are people around you?"

"Company employees. Wen Lu said lightly, and glanced at the hour hand of his watch: "Go first, there will be a meeting in Huafeng tomorrow." ”

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Night, deep.

Shen Qiao fell asleep in a daze, and suddenly felt someone hugging her, and when she opened her eyes to see the face of the man in the dark, she was shocked and said, "Li Yanchen, why are you here?!"

The man's drunken smell enveloped Shen Qiao and made her panic.

"Pretty guys, pretty guys. Li Yanchen called her name and kissed her gently, behaving as if he were ......

"Li Yanchen, you drank too much, you let go of me!"

Shen Qiao's heart was like being stabbed severely.

Unable to break free, she tried her best to raise her hand and gave the man a slap, the air seemed to be frozen at this moment, Shen Qiao burst into tears, pointed to the direction of the door, and said word by word: "Get out!"

Li Yanchen was stunned for more than ten seconds, his eyes were red, he held Shen Qiao's wrist, and was extremely excited: "Why? Qiaoqiao, you are mine!"

The man in front of her made her feel strange, as if she had never known him before!

His madness made Shen Qiao feel frightened and frightened, sweating in pain, his bound hands beat Li Yanchen hard, trembling his body and screaming: "Li Yanchen, are you crazy, you let go of me! You are about to get married, are you worthy of Du Ruowei! You want to find a woman, you go to Du Ruowei, what are you looking for me?"

Li Yanchen buried his head in her white jade-like neck: "Pretty girl, don't reject me, okay? You love me, you can't fool yourself, and you can't fool me." ”

"Liar, you've been lying to me, you've been lying to me!" Shen Qiao's teary eyes were full of hatred.

Li Yanchen wrapped his arms around her thin waist: "Qiaoqiao, I don't want to lose you." Don't mess with me, okay? Give me time, just two years, and I will definitely marry you in two years. Trust me, pretty guys. His voice was low, with imperceptible pain restraint.

In Xiaoxiang Pavilion at night, his girl was so aggrieved, he wanted to hug her and take her away, but he couldn't!

His guilt made Shen Qiao feel sarcastic: "While coaxing Du Ruowei, he comforted me." Do you think I'm a fool? It's been seven years, Li Yanchen, I've been with you for seven years, if I really only care about fame, will I be at your mercy like a fool for so long? But why did you lie to me, why did you marry other women? How can you make me believe you in these things you have done?"

Once enthusiastic and brave, all the persistence, as early as the moment when the truth was known, has collapsed.

"You hurry up, otherwise, I can't guarantee that your fiancée won't know tomorrow that her beloved fiancé is rolling the sheets with other women behind her back!"