Min Zhenghan and Lu Nancheng were stunned for a moment, and then they both snuffed out their cigarettes according to Ling Sanye's instructions.

Min Zhenghan looked at Tong Xiaobei with a slight pick, and smiled evilly, "Little sister, you are really good!" You know, our third master has never been so merciful and cherished, you cough, and you won't let us good brothers smoke cigarettes. ”

Tong Xiaobeiqiao's face flushed, and he replied with a pout, "Don't talk nonsense, his throat is uncomfortable, what's the matter with me?" ”

What's the matter with these people, she and Ling Qingyu are just elders and juniors, why do they look at her with such weird eyes?

Ling Qingyu's sharp eyes looked at the poor-mouthed Tong Xiaobei like a blade, and shouted coldly, "Come here!" ”

Tong Xiaobei saw that he looked like he was going to eat people, where did she dare to go over, and when she saw that there was an empty seat next to Min Zhenghan, she immediately sat down.

Ling Qingyu leaned back in the chair, took a sip of the red wine that Sun Shaodong gave him, and looked at Tong Xiaobei with a little childish eyes who liked to come to him, with thick black sword eyebrows, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

The other people in the room were stunned, this little girl has a lot of skills, Ling Sanye is a man that many women flock to and want to please, but she can't avoid it without knowing how to aware-

Ling Wei, who was sitting next to Sun Shaodong, had her pupils shrunk slightly, and looking at Tong Xiaobei's gaze, a trace of imperceptible cold light flashed.

Although she is not as sweet and moving as Tong Xiaobei, she is not bad looking, why can Tong Xiaobei be favored by Ling Sanye, she can only follow Sun Shaodong, a playboy?

"Hey, why did you sit in my place?"

Tong Xiaobei looked at the tender model who came out of the bathroom, and she pointed to the vacant position next to Ling Qingyu, "You sit there!" ”

Nen-Mo bit her lip, a little delighted, and a little hesitant, when she walked the catwalk before, there was a model-te who was so frightened by the eyes of the third master that she fell off the catwalk, and her forehead was seriously injured, if she sat next to the third master, would he be disgusted?

But Ling Sanye is rich and powerful, and she is also handsome and extraordinary, if she becomes his lover, she will definitely fly on the branches and become a phoenix.

The woman's heart turned a thousand times, and in the end, the enemy of interest was overwhelmed, and she twisted her waist and sat beside Ling Qingyu.

After the dishes were served, several men began to chat, from business to national affairs, and even Ling Qingyu, who usually talked pitifully, also talked eloquently.

Tong Xiaobei looked at his confident and domineering appearance, and really felt that he was a charming mature man, no wonder Mu Sirui loved him so much-

Xu felt that she was peeking at him, his deep gaze, suddenly glanced at her, she was so frightened that her chopsticks trembled, quickly looked away, lowered her long eyelashes, and concentrated on eating.

The woman beside Ling Qingyu was a little anxious when she saw that he didn't even look at her, she picked up her wine glass and leaned towards him in a charming manner, "Third Master, if you meet for the first time, please give me more advice in the future." ”

A strong smell of perfume rushed into the tip of his nose, Ling Qingyu frowned almost invisibly, his narrow eyes swept coldly towards the woman who was close to him, raised his big hand, and clasped it the woman's wrist, "Get away!" ”

Immediately after, the woman's screams of pain rang out in the box.

Tong Xiaobei raised his head and looked at the tender model who was torn off by Ling Qingyu, and his pupils widened in fright.

God, how cruel and cold-blooded is this little uncle of hers, such a delicate little beauty, actually twisted her wrist ruthlessly?

Thinking that she had provoked him three times and twice, she subconsciously looked at her thin wrist, and secretly decided in her heart that when she saw him in the future, she must take a detour - I1483