Fang Yicheng didn't pay much attention to Huang Mao's words, but noticed that Xiang Yingyu seemed to have added another glass of red wine.

Xiang Yingyu seemed to be a little drunk, and began to give people a feeling of sleepiness Leaning on the sofa, two young boys who were naughty slowly leaned over.

Fang Yicheng stood up and quickly rushed to Xiang Yingyu before Huang Mao could react, glaring at the two young boys.

Resolute with a fierce gaze made the two boys suddenly retreat with a chill.

When Fang Yicheng reached out to help Xiang Yingyu on the sofa, he was blocked by another pair of jade hands stretched out.

It's a girl in a waiter's suit.,Looks gentle and pretty, but seems to have some means.。 The girl glanced at Fang Yicheng coldly and said, "Go away, it's none of your business here!" ”

"I'm her boyfriend! I'm going to take her away. Fang Yicheng responded without retreating.

"You don't know Master Wen!" The girl continued to speak coldly.

"She doesn't belong to Wen Kaifeng anymore." Fang Yicheng's eyes began to bubble with an incomprehensible chill.

The girl's body was cold, and there was really a chill in her heart, which she had never felt before.

What is the origin of this handsome man, he dares to beat the idea of the eldest lady of the Xiang family and the quasi-daughter-in-law of the Wen family, and looking at this figure and gaze is definitely not something that ordinary people can deal with.

Huang Mao was also taken aback when he saw Fang Yicheng's actions.

He had already revealed the details of Xiang Yingyu to this young man in advance, so what surprised him was not only that Fang Yicheng still dared to touch the eldest lady of the Xiang family, but also that several people from the Xiang family who should have appeared in time also did not appear as if they had suddenly disappeared.

Just as the girl and Fang Yicheng were in a stalemate, the girl's mobile phone rang.

The girl began to lean to the other side with a promise in her mouth.

Fang Yicheng leaned over and picked up Xiang Yingyu. Xiang Yingyu was really drunk, and she only waved her arms a few times when Fang Yicheng hugged her.

Walking out of the automatic door of the bar, the cold wind of winter rushed in, Xiang Yingyu instinctively shrunk her body, turned her position, found a more comfortable position and buried her face and head in Fang Yicheng's arms.

When he walked to the white Bentley, Fang Yicheng remembered that Xiang Yingyu's bag was still on the table, and when he was about to turn around, the car "dripped", the headlights flashed, and the lock opened.

The girl in the waitress suit in the back has already handed over the car keys and a beautiful LV kun bag.

Opening the car door, Fang Yicheng carefully put Xiang Yingyu in the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, and then took off his coat to block Xiang Yingyu's chest.

The car stopped at the gate of the Regal Garden, and Fang Yicheng looked at Xiang Yingyu, who was still asleep.

It was the first time in six years that he had visited Sakurada so closely.

In fact, Sakurayu's skin has not changed much, her skin is still fair and delicate, perhaps due to the effect of red wine, and her face is slightly flushed, which makes her look a little more delicate and beautiful, and the corners of her mouth are still as if she is always smiling and maintains a beautiful slightly upturned angle.

Looking at Xiang Yingyu's face, Fang Yicheng felt that his nose was sour as if he was about to cry, and hurriedly reached out with his left hand to take the coat that was blocking Yingyu's chest and planned to leave, but he didn't think about it, but was grabbed by Yingyu's right hand.

Xiang Yingyu didn't wake up, but when she felt someone touching her body, it was an instinctive action in her natural consciousness.

But when Xiang Yingyu grabbed this hand, she suddenly had a warm and familiar feeling in her subconscious, not only did she not let go, but she also leaned forward with her left hand, completely closing Fang Yicheng's left hand in the palm of her hands, and then holding it in her chest.

Fang Yicheng was stunned by Xiang Yingyu's action, his body involuntarily slowly approached forward, the two were so close again, he could almost feel Yingyu's snort.

Sakurada also seemed to have sensed it, sniffing twice as if she had suddenly smelled a familiar breath, and leaned her lips up......