In a bar where people are noisy and the music is deafening, Xue Siyuan's soft voice is particularly small.

"You think everybody is idle and watching you laugh? Which of the people present is not accompanied by cigarettes and alcohol, and there are groups of beautiful women. Qi Chen's face was cold, and he took the white fading Baileys handed over by the bartender.

Separated by a distance of more than a chair, the man's lukewarm attitude made Xue Siyuan snort disapprehantly, and instead continued to raise her pointed chin, a sip of spicy and stimulating whiskey followed her cold and seductive red lips into her abdomen, and her face-to-face with distinct facial features outlined her charming outline. Then he looked at the melancholy and unruly linen-haired man on the right:

"What's the matter, my girlfriend ran away with another man? Oh, I thought you loved so much. "I don't think I'm the only one who is pitiful. The slender hand casually shook the wine glass containing the pale yellow liquid, and a few strands of silky hair crept out from behind the ears and gently brushed her fair cheeks, with an irrepressible sense of seduction.

Picked up the Baileys in his hand and drank it down: "I should say this to you." From time to time, the brilliant light shone directly on Qi Chen's slender and well-defined hands, looking at Xue Siyuan's eyes dark.

"Beauty, alone, why don't my brother take you to play for a while." At some point, a drunken man sprang out from behind him, and as he approached, he placed the wine glass on the bar, and his right hand with bad intentions seemed to be restless and waiting for an opportunity.

The woman in the black Hepburn dress was calm, raised the wine glass in her hand and pursed her lips. Seeing the woman's demeanor exuding a calm and cold aura, Qi Chen's sultry peach blossom eyes couldn't help but become deep, realizing that this delicate woman didn't need his help, so he silently turned his head to look at the ruffian man in front of him, who was about twenty-five or six.

Sure enough, with a glass of wine, Xue Siyuan's white right hand hung down calmly, and he stood up and accurately buckled the restless salty pig hand wrapped around his waist. The hand that held the ruffian ruffian quickly twisted in the opposite direction of his back as she turned a graceful arc, and the leg of the black high heel of his right foot kicked straight to the man's back knee socket, and the man immediately knelt on the ground, and the tightness of the arm muscles and the pain in the knee quickly invaded.

The pain-biting ruffian had to lean down and beg for mercy: "Beauty, I'm wrong, I'm wrong..."

"Beauty?!" Xue Siyuan, who felt that the beauty was teasing, frowned highly, and couldn't help but increase the strength of his hand, and the drunken man moaned in pain:

"Ahh Chivalrous woman, I was wrong, really wrong, painful, painful..."

"Get out."

Kicking away the hooligan kneeling on the ground, the ruffian man fled away with a disgraced face, thinking that the target he had taken a fancy to this time was a simple and weak woman. A hint of sarcasm appeared in Xue Siyuan's dark black eyes under her raised eyebrows, and the light above her head shone directly on her misty white tong's hair color, which completely set off her cold and delicate beauty.

Xue Siyuan's series of movements were not procrastinated, as clean as flowing water, which made Qi Chen's blue eyes reveal the essence of favor:

"I didn't expect you to be pretty good."

"Shut up."

The long bench at the bar projected a woman's graceful posture, glancing at Qi Chen, who was wearing a casual white T next to her, Xue Siyuan only felt that this kind of scumbag with a dissolute and cynical appearance was appropriate, and directly shook off a cold sentence.

Scanning the ten dishes on the table, each dish was full of color and flavor, and after sitting down, Mo Liangwei looked up in disbelief at Fang Wei, who was wrapped in a black apron:

"You did all this?"

The black-haired head of the man who was Q was crooked proudly, and his white teeth loomed along with his thin raised lips:

"That's pretty much what you can say." Just now in the kitchen, he and Cheng Tezhu had a clear division of labor, he was in charge, and all the ingredients were handed over to Cheng Tezhu, and within an hour, a table of delicious and delicious dishes was completed.

"It's time to go. Little Miss, how about you taste it first? After preparing the dishes and chopsticks, Fang Wei took the lead in sitting down, and Gu Hancheng's originally silent eyes became cold and deep after seeing Fang Wei directly sandwich a piece of plump chicken and put it in Mo Liangwei's bowl.

"Okay, thanks." Mo Liangwei, who was dazed, responded and took a bite of the chicken in the bowl to her mouth, her white and delicate face instantly puffed up her cheeks, and her slightly cute appearance seemed to be a block, so that everyone present couldn't help but pinch her little face that seemed to be blown.

"Hmmm! It's delicious. Mo Liangwei's slender eyes shimmered with satisfaction, and words of praise emanated from her thin, shiny lips.

Looking at Mo Liangwei's satisfied expression, Fang Wei specially glanced at the noble man sitting in the main seat, and his slightly pursed thin lips inadvertently evoked a smile in everyone's inadvertently, and there seemed to be a meaningful tone between his words:

"Then try this crucian carp again, I made it for you."

In the face of Fang Wei's sudden 'enthusiasm', Mo Liangwei met his flickering eyes, and turned her head to look down at the dishes in the bowl that were filled with him, slightly embarrassed in her heart. (What's the matter with this man?) Suddenly so enthusiastic. )

Cheng Tezhu, who was sitting on the side of the rectangular table, understood Fang Wei's intentions, and just sandwiched a piece of plum cabbage and stretched it towards Mo Liangwei's down, and the next second he was immediately frightened by Gu Hancheng's direct coldness, and quickly stuffed the meat slices on the chopsticks into his mouth, revealing an embarrassed but polite smile.

"How does it taste? Is it tasty? ”

Fang Wei's extremely warm hospitality was still in his ears, and from time to time he peeked at the man in the black shirt behind him, and he didn't need to look at each other to feel the man's sharp eyes like thin ice.

"Eh, if it's delicious, you can eat more."

As if hovering on the verge of death, Fang Wei suddenly made a more 'enthusiastic' move, only to see him deliberately put his chopsticks in his mouth and lick them twice, and then sandwiched a braised prawn as if nothing happened. (City, city, see how long you can sink)

Seeing that this 'greasy' prawn was about to enter the bowl of Mo Liangwei, which had become a small hill of food, Gu Hancheng stood up and directly took a special help, and then decisively picked up the empty bowl on the side and put it on the table with the 'disgusting food' on the chopsticks.

This move made the three people present a little stunned, and Mo Liangwei looked up in confusion at the chin of the tall man in front of him, who always had a charming outline. The man looked at Fang Wei's handsome face pretending to be calm, and his words showed a unique, noble and cold atmosphere:

"Eat your meal. Otherwise, go. ”

Fang Wei, who had been accustomed to Gu Hancheng's character since he was a child, was not afraid, but based on his hard work just now, he concluded that Gu Hancheng, a 10,000-year-old Tang monk, was not ordinary to the king of his daughter country.

"Ah, okay, I'll eat it myself."

The knowledgeable Fang Wei pretended to shrug his shoulders helplessly, his handsome and thick eyebrows were innocently raised, and the free left hand behind him and Cheng Tezhu high-fived them in celebration under the table, without making any sound.

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After dinner, the photos on the wall seemed to be almost ten o'clock. Out of politeness, Mo Liangwei wanted to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but the next second she was stopped by Fang Wei and Cheng Tezhu in a hurry.

"Just let me wash it."

"Little Miss, let's just come."

The two scrambled to snatch the dishes and chopsticks held in Mo Liangwei's mobile phone, but after all, they couldn't be stubborn, looking at the two people who entered the kitchen with the bowl without saying a word, Mo Liangwei thanked him apologetically and then picked up the crossbody bag on the sofa and made a gesture to leave.

"Going back?" Gu Hancheng's magnetic deep voice came from behind him, and he turned around and took off his black coat from the hanger next to the sofa and approached Mo Liangwei, with a faint smell of tobacco on his body:

"I'll send you." There was an irresistible hint of warmth in the tone.

"Oh, no, no, I just casually said to Qi Chen that I can take a taxi back by myself, so I don't need to trouble you."

"No trouble."

Gu Hancheng didn't think much of Mo Liangwei's shirk, and after changing his shoes, he picked up the car key with the unique logo of Maybach on the shoe cabinet, and the black living room door was quickly opened by slender fingers:

"Waiting for you outside."

Seeing that she couldn't get rid of it, Mo Liangwei glanced at the sparsely populated street outside the apartment complex, it seemed that this place was relatively remote and it was not easy to take a taxi, so Mo Liangwei said goodbye to the two people who were busy in the kitchen in the living room, and Fang Wei's head quickly rushed out of the kitchen door:

"Okay young lady, welcome to visit next time." Then he threw a charming wink, and then Cheng Tezhu's head came out:

"Goodbye Miss Yo Mo ~ Have a nice trip ~"

Looking at the superposition of the heads of the two of them, Mo Liangwei seemed to know probably why Cheng Tezhu would call Fang Weifang's braincase, because in such a comparison, it seemed that Cheng Tezhu's head was small and round.

The bar with a constant flow of people was still noisy, and the woman sitting at the bar was still pouring glass after glass of liquor into her stomach, and Qi Chen, who couldn't stand it, couldn't help but speak:

"Hey! If you drink it any longer, you won't be able to stand it. The loud music was so loud that he had to raise the volume.

Xue Siyuan, who had already begun to get drunk, turned his head and glanced disdainfully at the handsome man in front of him, who was seven or eight meters seven or eight, and then poured a glass of wine by himself, and Qi Chen's hand that was about to drink it all was snatched by Qi Chen, and the bar made a dull sound of bar placement.

"Tell you to stop drinking! What a big deal! Looking at Xue Siyuan's peach blossom eyes, they were as deep as a pool of water.

"You have to take care of it! If you don't drink, you go, what are you doing here! ”

Xue Siyuan, who finally broke out with the help of alcohol, grabbed the whole bottle of spirits placed on the side again, and roared in a cold voice.

The bar was full of singing and dancing, and the smoky atmosphere made the air dull. Facing the extremely decadent Xue Siyuan, Qi Chen's tone became cold, and the word 'Sichuan' was formed angrily between his eyebrows:

"Isn't it just a repentance of marriage! You have done this to yourself! Walk! I'll send you home! ”

Powerful hands carried Xue Siyuan on her shoulders, her black and white handbag in her left hand was against her waist, and the black skirt over her knees only revealed a pair of white and slender legs struggling restlessly on him at the moment. Xue Siyuan lowered her head and kept tapping Qi Chen's sturdy back with both hands:

"The surname is Qi, you and I will come down! It's none of your business that I drink! Put me down... Let me go! ”

After paying the bill to the bar waiter for two people, Qi Chen completely ignored Xue Siyuan's crazy resistance on his shoulder, and went straight to the door of the bar.

On the other side, in the pure black car, Mo Liangwei, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the front of the road without squinting. Originally, she sat in the back seat at the beginning, but Gu Hancheng said that the back seat was his exclusive seat, so that she had to sit side by side with Gu Hancheng in the front.

(Why do you always feel that Gu Hancheng is different from the cold and resolute personality described in his grandmother's mouth, and now this Gu Hancheng is obviously sometimes inexplicable)

Just like when Fang Wei caught the lobster just now, although she herself was a little clean and couldn't stand it, what she didn't understand was why Gu Hancheng followed her to solve the siege when she couldn't accept it?

From time to time, turning her head to look at the side face of the man with beautiful contours and delicate facial features, Mo Liangwei's mobile phone clutched the mobile phone given by the man, and she was puzzled.

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