"Okay, it's really a woman who doesn't let her eyebrows go!"

For the first time, Mr. Ming felt like he was forced to go to Liangshan, and after drinking a glass of wine in his hand with tears and laughter, he signed the contract very keptly.

Sun Mengjiao watched him finish signing, raised his feet and prepared to walk in the direction of Zhao Zifeng, but he didn't expect his feet to be folded back and forth, and he was unsteady on his feet, staggered two steps, and almost fell.

A pair of powerful big hands reached over and pressed against Sun Mengjiao's back, so that she could support her.

Sun Mengjiao hurriedly got out of his palm, there were a lot of people here, in case they were cranky, thinking that the two of them had colluded, and were ready to jointly deceive Mr. Ming to sign this contract.

"Mr. Zhao, it's your turn."

Sun Mengjiao quietly kept a safe and polite distance from him.

Zhao Zifeng's deep eyes raised his eyes and quickly glanced at her, and the flush on both sides of his cheeks was particularly obvious, like two peach blossoms that had just bloomed.

There was an indescribable emotion surging in my heart, and it was like boiling hot water pouring on my heart.

"Mr. Zhao, what are you doing in a daze? The little girl has helped you drink and negotiate the contract, and you will have to thank her when you go back! ”

Ming Dynasty said half-jokingly and half-seriously, fighting for Sun Mengjiao and saying good things.

"Definitely!"

Zhao Zifeng's eyes were fixed on Sun Mengjiao's body, and he was categorical.

He took out a pen and neatly signed his name under the contract.

Wherever the tip of the pen reaches, strong and powerful handwriting falls.

Sun Mengjiao took the contract, came to herself, and read it carefully, to be exact, on the two names, and checked it.

After making sure that it was accurate, she closed the information documents of the contract, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a professional official smile, and handed the contract to Zhao Zifeng.

As soon as Zhao Zifeng reached out and touched the contract, Sun Mengjiao let go of his hand.

"Mr. Ming, I have a chance to have a meal together, I'll treat you."

Sun Mengjiao walked in front of Mr. Ming, picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass by herself, holding the glass as she spoke.

Her hearty personality and her eloquent mouth make Mr. Ming very appetizing.

"Okay, it's a word, don't perfunctory me when the time comes, I'm done with this meal."

I don't know if I drank too much, Sun Mengjiao's tone and demeanor were slightly different from her usual rational and gentle appearance.

This time, she was as bold as a girl from the Northeast, picked up the wine glass and dried it again.

Zhao Zifeng frowned slightly, and snatched the wine glass from her hand.

"Don't drink it."

"Ah, Mr. Zhao is starting to find out that the little assistant is a talent, and he has taken pity on the jade?"

The man with glasses next to Mr. Ming teased Zhao Zifeng.

Who knew that he actually frowned, and glanced at the man with glasses coldly.

The man with glasses was so frightened that he ducked back, avoiding his gaze, and pulled away from the topic: "Yes, little girl, listen to the leader, drink less." ”

Seeing the ability of the wind to make the rudder, the performance is incisive.

"Mr. Ming, I'm sorry, I'll go to the bathroom."

After Sun Mengjiao finished speaking, she opened the door of the private room and walked out, but she didn't know where the bathroom was, she looked around, she didn't know whether to go left or right, and hesitated.

Suddenly, a big hand directly grabbed her soft and cold hand and walked straight to the left.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Zifeng's face was tense, and he dragged her straight forward, the strength of his hand was not small, the more she struggled, the tighter she was held.

"Mr. Zhao, let go of me!"

Sun Mengjiao was taken away, unable to keep up with his steps, and trotted a few steps in her high heels before barely keeping up.

"Get in."

Zhao Zifeng took her forward, her body naturally rushed forward, she looked at him suspiciously, and then looked up at the sign in front of her.

Women's restroom

She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a tumbling in her throat, which was very uncomfortable, and pushed the bathroom door open and rushed in.

"Gross!"

Sun Mengjiao faced the sink, covered her chest, and kept vomiting, I don't know if it was because she drank too much just now or on an empty stomach, she felt that the bile was about to vomit out, and it was uncomfortable.

Zhao Zifeng stood at the door of the bathroom, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked one, protected the lighter with his hand, and lit it.

He took a puff and exhaled a long ring of smoke, which suddenly filled the air with a puff of white smoke that surrounded him.

I can't suppress that irritability.

When she was almost halfway through the pumping, Sun Mengjiao dragged her uncomfortable body and came out of the bathroom.

She caressed her chest with one hand, her face was pale, and her whole person was vain and floating, as if she would fall down at any moment.

Zhao Zifeng raised his eyes, quickly extinguished the cigarette butt on the ash bucket, threw it in casually, grabbed her other hand, and said in a commanding tone: "Go back, don't make trouble here." ”

Sun Mengjiao threw out his backhand without hesitation, shook his hand away, the force was too great, he tilted his body to the side, his voice was as cold as frost, and he looked at him sideways, "Why do you care about me?" Go back to your fiancée by yourself! ”

Zhao Zifeng's sword frowned slightly, and he reached out to help her, but was thrown away by her again.

"You don't know how to drink, can you not drink?"

Sun Mengjiao snorted coldly, grabbed the collar of Zhao Zifeng's shirt, looked at him face to face, and said, "Yes, you're right, I don't know anything, it's not as good as your fiancée, so why are you still standing here?" Go find your fiancée! ”

Somehow, Sun Mengjiao felt that she was now bold enough to be wild on him, which might be the sequelae of drinking.

Zhao Zifeng looked at her slightly drunk eyes, full of his figure, his cheeks were red and stained like rouge, and his pink lips opened slightly when he spoke, although his face was pale, but he did not lose her seductive appearance.

"Don't make a fuss, be obedient."

Unconsciously his attitude softened, and the tone sounded like a coaxing.

If it was someone from Zhao Zifeng's company, hearing his words, it is estimated that his jaw would fall off in surprise.

"Obedient? Listen to whom? ”

Sun Mengjiao got angry as she spoke, let go of the collar of his shirt, and pushed him away from him, "Who are you mine?" Why should I listen to you? ”

Her back was slammed by the force she pushed away, and her body leaned straight against the wall behind her, "It's boring, don't get in my way, I still have to talk about business!" ”

With that, she took two straight steps forward, her stomach churned again, she clutched her chest tightly, hurriedly held on to the wall beside her, and slowly squatted down.

Zhao Zifeng, who was behind him, saw her squatting down suddenly, hurriedly ran closer, squatted down to help her, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Sun Mengjiao shook him off angrily, and as soon as she moved, a feeling of nausea rose, and she couldn't help retching.

But nothing spit out.

Her throat was so blocked that she vomited tears, and she was still very uncomfortable.

She could only pound her throat heavily to relieve this disgusting feeling, which was probably caused by drinking too hard and too fast just now.

Zhao Zifeng frowned and gently stroked her back.

The feeling of nausea went down a little, and her cold, soft hand held on to the wall and slowly stood up again.

Before she could lift her feet and walk forward, she was suddenly picked up by Zhao Zifeng beside her and left the Kaiyue Hotel.

"You let go of me, leave me alone!"

Sun Mengjiao kicked her feet, wanting Zhao Zifeng to let her down.

Zhao Zifeng, who hugged her, walked quickly with long legs, without a moment's pause, looked ahead, and said in a threatening tone in his voice: "If you move again, I will carry you away." ”

Sun Mengjiao, who was still about to struggle, immediately stopped her mouth when she heard this, pursed her lips, and looked at Zhao Zifeng.

She absolutely believes that Zhao Zifeng can do it.

Smelling the familiar smell on his body, with a faint aroma of tobacco, Sun Mengjiao didn't know if it was because of the drinking, or if she hadn't seen him for many days, and she actually felt infatuated.

She shook her head and dispelled these thoughts, this man did not belong to her, but Liang Yishu, who was about to get engaged to him.

As soon as she thought of this, she immediately turned cold again.

Zhao Zifeng gently carried her into the car, fastened his seat belt, stared at her and said, "Quite a big temper?" ”

Sun Mengjiao sat in the passenger seat, lowered her head, staring at a certain part of the car, twisting her bag strap between her slender fingers, and ignored what he said.

The car was speeding on Sun, and the sky was already dark unconsciously, but the nightlife brought the lights of the city brightly.

She turned her head to look out the window, and Zhao Se, who was constantly reversing, was like the picture in a movie playing out frame by frame.

She slowly lowered the car window, and a wind invaded through the slightly open gap, blowing Sun Mengjiao's slightly drunk eyes for a while, as if something liquid suddenly slipped from the corner of her eye.

She propped up her elbows and rested on the window, fazed by the wind, letting the strong wind rage on her face.

This feeling is just like her current state of mind.

Zhao Zifeng and Liang Yishu, the two of them were like this cruel wind, impartial, and gave her a heavy blow straight upright, thinking that life would be dull like this, but these hurdles that must be passed still pressed down one after another scars in their hearts, and they couldn't get over it.

"Shut it up."

Zhao Zifeng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly spoke coldly, still in that domineering tone.

Sun Mengjiao didn't seem to hear him, so she didn't answer or move.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Zhao Zifeng raised the window controllably.

After arriving home, as soon as Zhao Zifeng opened the car door, Sun Mengjiao quickly got out of the car, and with a "bang", the car door was closed very loudly, as if venting someone's anger.

The moment Zhao Zifeng locked the car, Sun Mengjiao walked to the villa by herself.

Sun Mengjiao changed her shoes and went upstairs expressionlessly, entered the room, closed the door, and lay down on the bed.

Zhao Zifeng followed behind her and unscrewed the door.

Sun Mengjiao heard the sound of the door opening, her eyes opened, and she quickly took a set of clothes and went into the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, when she finished washing and came out, Zhao Zifeng was still sitting on the sofa in her room, and after she was slightly stunned, she didn't look away, but she didn't see it.

She pulled back the covers and lay down on the bed, her back to him.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of the two of them breathing together, only the sound of Sun Mengjiao's constantly beating heartbeat.

She closed her eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him, but in this way, her hearing was more sensitive, and she could hear it clearly when Zhao Zifeng moved slightly.

He got up and walked slowly into the bathroom, where the sound of rushing water could be heard.

Although she was drunk and dizzy, she was not sleepy at all when she faced Zhao Zifeng's affairs in the room.

Until he washed it out, her mind was still clear, and her eyes looked at Huang Ningning's lamp in a daze, and suddenly closed.

Her breathing slowed, and she heard him wipe her hair, and slowly walked to her side, looking at her for a long time.

Sun Mengjiao never opened her eyes and looked at him, her long and thin eyelashes trembled, and her breathing became a little shorter.

Just when she thought that Zhao Zifeng might stand beside her and watch her all night, he moved.

Sun Mengjiao rested her hands stiffly under her cheeks, not understanding what Zhao Zifeng wanted to do.

She and him, with a fiancée in between, what else does he want to do?

The other side of the soft bed suddenly sank, and a heavy object got on the bed, Sun Mengjiao knew that Zhao Zifeng came up.