"Bai Lingshan, you don't understand the amorous feelings."

Chen Zhaoheng's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, An Yang stiffened his face, and finally dragged the person up from the sofa.

"I'll drink with you next time."

Yin Xuan burped, saw that he unceremoniously pressed the weight of his whole body on An Yang's body, pretended to be delirious, and muttered a sentence, and lay directly into the beauty's arms.

Others may not know that Chen Zhaoheng knows how much he drinks. Since the other party wants to pretend, he naturally won't pierce it on the spot.

was taken into the car by Anyang, Chen Zhaoheng saw that she had no intention of taking care of herself at all, and the dizzy emotions on the edge of drunkenness made the resentment that had been accumulated in his chest for a long time come to his throat.

"Bai Lingshan," the voice made deliberately suppressed the violence, his hand pressed against the car window, and the trend of encirclement imprisoned Anyang in a small space, "So afraid of me, huh?" ”

"You're my boss," Anyang replied honestly, knowing that drunk people were the hardest to serve.

"Boss? Heh......" replied coldly, making the corners of Chen Zhaoheng's mouth twitch.

[System: How do I feel that his image is a bit broken?] 】

[Anyang: It's been like this for a long time. 】

[System: ???? 】

[Anyang: Under the pretense of being drunk, I want to kiss Miss Ben's Fang Ze again, but unfortunately, Miss Ben is going to disappoint him. 】

"My job doesn't include dealing with my boss's other needs."

The sound of cold slag made Chen Zhaoheng stop moving. His brows furrowed and wrinkled, and he wrung out the word "Chuan". Even if you go up again, it is impossible to continue with a face full of disgust.

What's more, he is doing the game today, and he also wants to identify a problem that has been bothering him for a long time. All the prepared drunken words let Anyang pour a basin of ice directly to extinguish.

"Bai Lingshan, you are really special," bent down, his lowered cheeks blew warm breath, and his thin lips gently rubbed against An Yang's forehead. A simple touch made the last string in Chen Zhaoheng's mind completely broken.

An Yang, who was originally forbearing, was no longer polite, raised his hand and neatly pulled down the partition, raised his leg and stepped on the car door to withdraw his body to the other side, grabbed Chen Zhaoheng's arm, and pressed him directly to the seat.

"The bad roots of human beings really will never change," the cold hand grabbed Chen Zhaoheng's jaw, the restraint that had previously restrained her body completely disappeared, and she unbridled to vent the disgust in her eyes, "No matter how precious things are, in your hands they are just things that can be played with wantonly." ”

"The thought of my first time being taken by you, I can't wait to kill, kill, you."

The other hand rubbed hard against his forehead, leaving a red mark on it.

Wave after wave of vertigo filled his brain, and the unfamiliar feeling made Chen Zhaoheng unable to process what he heard in his ears.

"Tell me where that merfolk is kept." Even if he didn't want to have anything to do with Chen Zhaoheng, An Yang still patiently changed his bad tone just now.

When asked a special question, the expression on Chen Zhaoheng's face changed significantly.

Thinking that a bad attitude could only backfire, An Yang took a deep breath, and then spoke with a hint of temptation in his tone, "Can you tell me the location of that mermaid." As long as you answer me, I can give you what you want. ”

When the cold voice spoke in a gentle tone, it stimulated Chen Zhaoheng's nerves. All the composure and composure melted into vain in the approaching breath.