Chapter 025: He's Happy and Not Being Bullied
A pungent smell of perfume came to his nose, the taste was inferior, slimy, and as soon as he got closer, Shang Yubei sobered up.
However, he has not stayed overnight for several years, and he is not used to this extent. It was as if someone had a rope around his neck, constantly shrinking, and it was indescribably tight.
It's not like the white frost that approached him, the feeling of comfort, properness, and the feeling of Gu Yao.
The liar wandered in his mind again, Shang Yubei's temples jumped rapidly, and blue tendons faintly appeared on his forehead.
Just as he was about to push the man open in annoyance, the door opened, and with a creak, a familiar bloated figure stood in the doorway.
The white frost couldn't wait for Shang Yubei, so he was in a hurry, so Ah Biao checked for a long time before he found out that he came to the bar. My sister would come to the bar every time she was sad, and she was worried that Brother Shang would also be sad, so she immediately rushed over, but she didn't know that he had friends who were accompanying him. When my sister came to the bar, she also had someone to accompany her like this, and at that time she thought that someone was insulting her sister, but her sister said no and asked her to go away.
Following the dim light, Bai Shuang took a closer look, and made sure that the woman was not a very old person, and she was quite beautiful, and then observed Shang Yubei's expression, there was no rejection, it was similar to her sister at that time, she licked her dry lips and retreated silently.
Quietly, if Shang Yubei hadn't seen her enter the door, he wouldn't have been able to realize that she had come in.
Ah Biao stood behind him, his scalp was numb, he thought it was a vicious battle, but he didn't know that his wife came out so easily.
"Ma'am, are you alright?"
The white frost was not very good, she felt a little uncomfortable, as if her things had been robbed, but her sister told her at the beginning that she was not allowed to be too possessive, and everyone could not belong to one person alone.
Brother Shang, sister. They are all relatives, and it should be a truth.
Raising her head, she said lightly, "It's okay." "Why is Ah Biao's face so ugly, isn't this a normal thing?
'It's okay' The door didn't close tightly, and these three words could fall into Shang Yubei's ears. When the last word fell, the tail note went up, but there was no half of it, like a mockery, mocking his stupidity.
The corners of his mouth sneered, and the sarcasm and coldness deepened in his eyes, he was really a good wife, he naturally couldn't live up to her, right?
Hooking the dancer's chin, he whispered, "Is it clean?"
The dancer was shy and timid, and there seemed to be a pool of spring water in her eyes, "Second master, have you forgotten?I am a student you have sponsored, my name is Zhao Manman, I have been in love with you for a long, long time, and I have been waiting for you." ”
Shang Yubei was full of anger, how could he have the leisure to listen to her, he couldn't wait to vent. Grabbing Zhao Manman's hair, he gritted his teeth, "Scream!"
Zhao Manman was stunned, she didn't know that the person she had always admired had a completely different personality in love than usual, and her heart suddenly tightened. Looking at Shang Yubei's reddened eyes, she was a little panicked in her heart, but her love did not allow her to give up, this was an opportunity from heaven, if she had a night of spring breeze with him, her life fate would change.
She grabbed Shang Yubei's tie with one hand and unbuttoned his shirt with the other.
During the whole process, the mouth is ambiguous and ambiguous.
Outside the house, Ah Biao's face turned red and red, he lowered his head, "Madam, will we go back now?"
Bai Shuangxia's face was pale, there were no waves in her eyes, and she said, "Since Brother Shang was not bullied, let's go back." She vaguely felt that something was wrong, very wrong, but Brother Shang was indeed not being bullied, but was doing happy things.