But Yin Qian didn't care, she opened the bottle by herself, raised her head, and poured it into her mouth.

In this situation, Cheng Tianze only has two words in his mind: rudeness.

Cheng Tianze drove Song Ling away, and there were only him and Yin Qian in the box at the moment.

One was silent, the other was drunk.

An hour later, there was a crisp "pop".

Yin Qian tilted her head, staring at Cheng Tianze, and the wine bottle in her hand fell on the marble table.

"Don't drink anymore, check out."

She stretched out her palm towards Cheng Tianze and drunkenly demanded her salary.

It stands to reason that she can drink thirty bottles of wine, but why is she dizzy today, and Cheng Tianze in front of her has a double vision.

Cheng Tianze was refreshed and put a black card in the palm of her hand, but Yin Qian didn't want it, explaining that she only accepted cash and refused to take credit.

"After drinking the last bottle, the commission is doubled."

Cheng Tianze was helpless, these days, whoever goes out will bring cash, where to find cash for her, he can only be perfunctory first.

"No...... Come on. ”

Yin Qian shouted indistinctly, leaned back directly, and lay on the ground, tears gurgling down her cheeks.

Her face is just like a peach blossom after a rain, glowing pink.

"Hee-hee, do you want to listen to Cinderella's story?"

She struggled to get up, wiped her tears, smiled stupidly, supported her cheek with one hand, and looked vaguely in the direction where Cheng Tianze was.

Cheng Tianze shook his head.

"What about the story of the vicious stepmother?"

She doesn't give up.

Cheng Tianze still shook his head.

"Hee-hee, then you can tell me a story, okay?"

She seemed to be coquettish, pursed her lips, like a jade doll.

Xiao Yichen was stunned, fading into the mature world, she was pure and unstained, not as unbearable as rumored.

Seeing that he didn't care, Yin Qian pursed her lips, cried, and frowned aggrievedly.

Song Ling, who was bored, heard the crying and broke in, thinking that Cheng Tianze was strong.

Song Ling looked at Yin Qian, who was crying profusely, and then at Cheng Tianze, who was calm and calm, confused.

"Tianze, what's wrong."

Song Ling was ambiguous.

Who knew that Yin Qian suddenly grabbed the corner of Song Ling's clothes and pitifully asked him to tell a story.

"Drunk? It's pretty cute. ”

Song Ling leaned over and patted her on the head, trying to pull her up.

Cheng Tianze, who was sitting like a mountain, couldn't stay any longer, and pushed Song Ling away violently, directly pulling the petite Yin Qian up.

"Don't pull me, carry me."

Yin Qian kicked and screamed indistinctly, and her skirt was lifted high, revealing a pink little Nenei.

Seeing that Cheng Tianze didn't care, she sobbed again, wiping her tears, as if she was deliberately looking for trouble, and she had to be hugged by Song Ling.

Cheng Tianze was impatient, so angry that he vomited blood, threw her down, got up and prepared to leave, but behind her she helplessly grabbed the corner of his clothes, like an abandoned doll, pitiful.

Tianze, why are you still playing with the drunkard, she wants to carry it, you can carry it, you don't carry it, I'll come, I think it's cute. ”

Song Ling approached Yin Qian and pinched her face, I haven't seen a girl cheat for many years, the key is a girl who dares to raise a bar with Cheng Tianze.

Song Ling pondered that Yin Qian was not as dirty as rumored, at least now it seemed that she was just a little girl who was not deeply involved in the world.

"Touch it again, I'll chop off your paws."

Cheng Tianze slammed off Song Ling's hand that was playing with Yin Qian's face, raised his leg and kicked him, glared at the salty pig hand a few times, and then squatted down.

Seeing this, Yin Qian happily pounced on him, lying on Cheng Tianze's shoulder, hugging his neck, smiling like honey.

She quieted down, her face pressed against his back, cool and comfortable.

Cheng Tianze couldn't bear it, walked quickly to the car, prepared to stuff her in, find a hotel, and throw it away.

"Don't take the car, it's uncomfortable, you have to carry it."

Yin Qian resisted vaguely, her stomach was uncomfortable, and her head hurt.

Cheng Tianze really suspected that she was pretending to be drunk and deliberately torturing people, but why did he carry her, this bad woman in the city.

When Cheng Tianze figured it out and wanted to lose her, it was already too late, Yin Qian hung firmly on his back and refused to come down.

"Hee-hee, you're so good-looking."

Yin Qian suddenly said a word, and tweeted a kiss on his neck.

Cheng Tianze was indifferent, let go, and wanted to throw her down, but Yin Qian was like a bullshit plaster, firmly hugging his neck.

Cheng Tianze thought about it, threw her into the man's nest, entertainment and pastime, and dared to threaten him, a woman who did not measure herself.

Unconsciously, Cheng Tianze carried Yin Qian on his back and walked far away, listening to her muttering all the time.

An hour later, he was really irritable, and she could tell a story several times over and over again, and it was extremely long-winded.

After entering the hotel, Cheng Tianze directly left her and turned to leave.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Coughing violently, Yin Qian blushed, lay on the side of the bed, and rolled out of bed carelessly.

Cheng Tianze heard the movement, turned around and came back, to pick up her who fell to the ground.

As soon as she released **, she played hooligan again, holding his neck and not letting go.

"I'll tell you a story, okay?"

She is serious, she has to tell Cheng Tianze a story.

"Yin Qian, don't make trouble!"

Cheng Tianze almost went crazy, does this woman have a bottom line?

"Then you tell me a story."

She honestly lay on his shoulder, her eyes closed in a daze.

Cheng Tianze couldn't get rid of this dog skin plaster, and was making up stories and telling stories.

Cheng Tianze doesn't believe in fairy tales, the prince fell in love with Cinderella, it was nothing more than her beauty like a flower, and Cinderella's marriage to the prince was nothing more than her pursuit of fame and fortune.

Yin Qian fell asleep, Cheng Tianze was tired, and breathed a sigh of relief, the mobile phone screen next to him flickered, and calls came in one after another.

The ringtone of the mobile phone woke up Yin Mo, she refused to sleep, pestered Cheng Tianze to listen to the story, and asked him to sing after listening to the story.

Cheng Tianze had a cold face, didn't want to deal with her, and walked into the bathroom quickly to answer the phone.

But he entered the bathroom with his front foot, and Yin Qian followed with his back foot, directly pulled the zipper, took off his skirt, and yelled to take a bath.

Cheng Tianze couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the bath towel next to him and threw it at her, forcibly tying her up.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Just as Cheng Tianze wrapped her dishonest with a bath towel, there was a burst of laughter in his ears and he looked up at her.

"I want to sleep."

She was incoherent, and at first she was giggling and talking nonsense, and now she was lazily dozing off and falling on his shoulder.

Cheng Tianze was angry, helped her get dressed with a black face, and sent her back to bed.

He was just about to leave, when Yin Qian suddenly sat up, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and burst into tears.

"Sleep with me, you said you wouldn't leave me, why do you want to go."

She was aggrieved and held her head high to accuse.

Cheng Tianze was impatient, he was not in the mood to have a relationship with her children, so he pulled the corners of his clothes.

Yin Qian fell forward and planted the bed, the tip of her forehead hit the leg of the bed, and there was no movement.

Cheng Tianze panicked, picked up Yin Qian, picked up the mobile phone, and dialed the phone.

……

In a villa on the outskirts of Xicheng, the creaking collision sound was slightly interrupted by the ringing of mobile phones.

After answering the phone, Song Ling got up suddenly, put on his pants, rushed out, and left the charming woman on the bed.

Yin Chen was a little disturbing people's dreams, although Song Ling was dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't dare to offend Cheng Tianze, and rushed to the hotel non-stop.

"Too intense?"

Song Ling laughed, seeing Yin Qian sitting on the bed stupidly, looking at Cheng Tianze intently, while Cheng Tianze was swaying around nervously.

"I got out of bed just now, and suddenly I stopped talking, did I break it?"

Cheng Tianze explained that after picking up from the ground, she didn't make trouble, he tried to talk to her, but she didn't say a word, just stared at him, like she was stupid.