Chapter 11 Peony Flowers Die

The man raised his eyes and swept the glow, he slowly hooked his lips, walked to Jiang Chu with long legs and sat down, "Don't mind if I smoke a cigarette?" ”

Jiang Chu: "Feel free." ”

The man lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

In the smoke of the clouds, he turned his face sideways, and a thin layer of mist seemed to rise under his eyes, as if he was a wolf lazily looking at his prey, even if he was dressed in a beautiful skin, he could not hide the dangerous aura.

"Is this your first time?"

The faint smell of smoke penetrated the tip of Jiang Chu's nose, she raised her eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "Are you interrogating me?" ”

The man seemed to smile, he lowered his eyelashes, and glanced at Jiang Chu's silver-gray high heels.

Sure enough, it was her.

"Have a drink?" He casually extinguished the half-lit cigarette butt in the crystal vat.

The consumption of Lulin is very high, and some of the PR here that does not have a special designated customer basically depends on the income from alcohol.

Jiang Chu didn't care much, and it wasn't that he couldn't afford to drink.

The wine cabinet was pushed up, the man picked a few casually, and the two drank most of it, Jiang Chu found that his amount of wine was surprisingly good, and there seemed to be a bottomless pit in his stomach, no matter whether it was red or white, his expression was unwavering.

Jiang Chu himself drank quite well, except that his cheeks were dyed a little crimson, and he was very sober.

She said leisurely, "You don't just want to have a few drinks with me. ”

"What do you say?" The man leaned closer, and his right hand casually rested on the back of the chair behind Jiang Chu, circling the posture of an oppressor.

And this gesture seems much more ambiguous to outsiders.

Jiang Chu was about to speak, when she heard Mrs. He greet her with a smile, "Mrs. Shen, come and play around." ”

"yes, how boring it is for two people to sit there."

"Mrs. Shen, don't dominate the newcomer, we haven't been able to say a word yet."

The other wives chimed in.

The rabble.

The man shook the red wine glass in his hand, although there was a smile on the corner of his lips, he seemed to have lost patience, his gray-brown eyes flashed slightly, and his complexion was cold and white.

"Mrs. Shen." He spoke slowly, "Let's find a place to talk." ”

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Chu blinked.

The elevator clanged to a halt on the fifth floor.

Jiang Chu stepped on the cashmere carpet side by side with the man, there were only the two of them in the corridor, no one spoke, the man lowered his eyes, and his beautiful and delicate face was a little gloomy.

544……

Jiang Chu's eyes flashed, and she glanced to the side.

The man raised the corners of his lips, revealing his smooth and neat "fangs", "Please." ”

Jiang Chu only paused for a moment, then stepped in, and with a click, the door was locked, and before she could turn around, she was pushed against the wall.

"You're so bold." The man lowered his long eyelashes to look at her, his slightly cool fingers were choking her slender neck, just need to exert himself slowly, this young and beautiful life will quietly disappear into this world.

Jiang Chu pretended to be innocent and asked, "You don't want to kill me, do you?" ”

The man tilted his head and said, "Perhaps." ”

His tone was flat, as if he were answering what to eat at noon today.

The naΓ―ve Mrs. He still thought that she was having a good time, Jiang Chu still remembered that when they left the box, Mrs. He wanted to talk and stopped, and wanted to say goodbye.

"The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic." Jiang Chu sighed, quite amorous.

"You're really not afraid of death." The man smiled.

Jiang Chu said: "Who can stop the Grim Reaper when it comes, with a smile." ”