Wang Shu was unhappy now, and rubbed to the other side of Mr. Li, and before he drank the wine, he climbed on Mr. Li's arm like an octopus: "Mr. Li is broken, and he ignores others when he sees a beautiful woman today." "A few delicate soft glutinous words called my bones crispy.

Mr. Li let me go and turned around with Wang Shu, and I took the opportunity to sit back next to Zhao Yijing. I also felt that my performance was very poor, and if someone toasted Zhao Yi's wine, I was busy taking the initiative to block it. Although I lack experience at the wine table, I also know that it is my duty to block wine for the leader. Halfway through, Zhao Yijing answered the phone and went out, and when he came back a few minutes, he took a folder in his hand and stuffed it into his briefcase.

By the end of the meal, I had drunk so much that I could barely stand on my feet. The others also had to "move the activity", and everyone went up to the second floor together. Mr. Zheng looked at Zhao Yijing and asked, "Your side-"

Zhao Yijing hugged my waist and smiled ambiguously: "It's the same old way." "Mr. Zheng immediately understood and arranged a room on the second floor, Zhao Yijing and I went in, and Mr. Li had already hugged Wang Shu tightly into the room next to him. After a while, the two girls came in to do a massage project, Zhao Yijing waved his hand, and they hurriedly withdrew.

I sat in a chair, my hands on my forehead, dizzy, the lights swirling before my eyes. Zhao Yijing lit a cigarette, leaned against the window and asked me coldly, "How is it?

"That's how sales are signed?" I easily stood up, and he shook in front of me.

Zhao Yijing said in a deep voice: "Lao Zheng and Lao Li have an order of 3 million, Wang Shu is out, and he will definitely sign it tonight." That is Lao Zheng's magic weapon for sales, and her orders are all signed like this. The most powerful one, accompanied three customers in one night. ”

It was like a basin of cold water poured from head to toe. I was dumbfounded, the order should be signed like this? What is the difference between three customers in one night and the quilt? My voice was dry: "It's not all like this, Qinglian is not." ”

"Do you know how much Xiaoyao drinks? I haven't seen her drunk. Zhao Yijing approached me, held my shoulder, and his voice became gentle, "You are not suitable." ”

I only understood what he meant. He pursed his lips and didn't say a word. I felt dizzy, leaned on him, and muttered to myself: "But if you don't do sales, how can you make money, he also needs money, and his daughter also needs money." "Money, money, money, like a tight spell that makes me breathless.

Zhao Yijing's expression suddenly changed, and he picked me up and pasted it on the wall behind him, almost gritting his teeth: "Song Qingyang, I wanted to scold you a long time ago, I was so stupid that I couldn't help it." Do you know what he's going to do with the money?

He let me go, took out the folder from his briefcase and threw it into my arms, "What kind of material special issue, I haven't received his contribution at all, your money, he took it to pay the rent to his second wife." ”

Looking at the copy of the remittance record in the folder, the name of the beneficiary and the name of the owner on the real estate certificate matched word for word, and the address column on the real estate certificate hurt my eyes and felt distressed, I hugged the folder and slid down the wall and sat on the ground.

I buried my head in my knees, not wanting to see anything, and the panicked struggle in my heart was like a vine growing wildly, entangled me breathlessly.

I knew that Gu Jun would not change at all, and he was reluctant to let his young and beautiful schoolgirl be. Zhao Yijing leaned over and dragged me up, lifted my face hard, and looked cold: "Open your eyes and take a good look at what your husband is doing!"

I tried hard to break away from his hand, tears still falling, and I asked him in a low voice, "Why are you bothering so much? I don't need you to poke me and hurt me again and again. ”

Zhao Yijing was instantly enraged when he heard my words, the corners of his forehead were bruised, and he grabbed my shoulder hard: "You are simply unreasonable." ”

The distance was too close, the breath that could be heard from each other, my heart was beating so fast, and the familiarity was so intense that it almost overwhelmed me.

Looking up at Zhao Yijing, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, his outline was resolute, my mind was turning over and over like countless fragments, Zhao Yijing was becoming more and more blurred in front of my eyes, and I couldn't help but reach out and grab his waist.

His body stiffened, and suddenly like a storm, his lips fell sharply, my lips and tongue of the strong and domineering predator, the smell of tobacco exuded bewitchment, and my mind went blank.

His voice had an irresistible heaviness: "I want you." These four words drowned me almost suffocated like a stormy wave, and an unprecedented impact made my whole body tremble violently, and he rubbed me violently, and I could not breathe in his arms, and for the first time there was a kind of madness that was ignited, and my hand touched his back and hissed with him.

I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol, or my suppressed madness, I had countless fantasies in my head, one moment it was the silk in the sky, the resentful eyes, and the rose-colored cheongsam hitting me like firelight, and the other time it was the scene of Gu Jun and Jiang Di entangled like snakes. I finally couldn't help but respond to his kiss, I don't know who I'm conforming to or who I'm retaliating against.

He ripped off my skirt and pressed it against me, and said in a deep voice, "Give it to me." I shuddered slightly, and the doppelganger agreed. When he finally entered me, my whole body reacted violently as if I had been waded by a torrent, and his movements were so violent that they seemed to tear me apart, and I whispered softly, and he sent me to the soft floating clouds. At the last moment, my mind went blank and so did my heart.

Gu Jun often said that I was like wood, but that night, I felt like silk, pouring like water.