"What's wrong with your company?" At this time, Pan Hua leaned against the lamppost on the side, her big misty eyes did not blink, and she tilted her head to speak.

Ying Feifei nodded silently and pulled her towards the parking lot: "Let's go, I'll send you home first!" ”

"No!" Pan Hua flicked her hand, and her voice was soft, "Hurry up and go to the company, it's only nine o'clock now, and I can go home by myself!" ”

Ying Feifei was full of suspicion, "Sure?" ”

Pan Hua smiled and played with the hair in her ears, the scattered hair on the head of the ball swayed under the night breeze, "I can go back by car, it's not far!" ”

The company's affairs are too urgent, and Ying Feifei does not dare to delay.

Personally watched Pan Hua get into the taxi, and she hurried to the company.

What Ying Feifei didn't expect was that the taxi had just turned a street, so Pan Hua asked the driver to stop, and after getting out of the car, she entered a music bar......

In the box of the bar, there are two bottles of black square, a bucket of ice cubes, and eighteen bottles of iced black tea on the coffee table.

Pan Hua skillfully poured the black cube and iced tea together, added some ice cubes, sniffed the crystal cup, squinted her eyes with satisfaction, and poured a big sip.

The concentration is just right, with the sweetness of iced tea and the astringent aroma of wine.

She took out her mobile phone, turned on the music player, leaned back on the sofa, and listened to the music prelude with a lonely expression.

Pei Tang is back......

Ye Xinuan's words kept echoing in her ears like a magic spell.

Just like the song sings: "As long as you love the wrong person, heartache is more real than happiness, why is love so ironic......"

At this time, Pan Hua is like a discarded doll, feeling sorry for herself alone in the corner, she is not a sad character, but she has encountered too many things today, and she can't slow down for a while.

Before she knew it, she had already drunk half a bottle of Black Label.

Pan Hua's little face was red, her eyes were blurred and she sat on the carpet, her head was crooked to one side, she was holding the wine bottle in one hand, and her small mouth was full of words, "Aren't you going to get married?" Can you get married? You scumbag! ”

When Zhuo Han pushed open the door of the box, he saw this scene.

In the dimly lit room, Pan Hua was lying on the table with a wine bottle, her slender legs under her jeans were bent at her side at will, and her shoes were kicked off......

Pan Hua in drunkenness, full of charm, a smile is a grace that cannot be hidden; Peach blossom eyes are watery, clear and innocent; There is a faint watery moisturization on the red lips, which is delicate, especially the lazy movements bring out a trace of decadent sexiness.

Zhuo Han quickly retracted his gaze, glanced at the cold-blooded face with a bad face, and silently went out and closed the door.

Leng Sishao stood at the door, his deep eyes were calm and cold, and he could vaguely hear the drunken words floating out of Pan Hua's mouth, especially the word 'Pei Tang'.

In the haze, Pan Hua saw a vague figure appear in front of her eyes.

Tall, handsome, excellent, domineering leakage, extraordinary bearing.

She tilted her head blankly, quietly covered her mouth with the back of her hand, her face was crimson, and she muttered to herself: "Hmm...... Does this bar have special services? ”

Cold-blooded: "A look of bewilderment and disgust in the middle ......"

The man was silent for a short time, strode over to Pan Hua, leaned over slightly, his eyes were focused, and his fingertips tapped on her forehead.

Pan Hua shook her head ignorantly, reached out and stroked it twice in front of her forehead, blinked her watery eyes, and grabbed his fingers.

"What are you poking me for?"

The cold-blooded fingertips were suddenly grabbed by her, and the warm and soft palms were like a fire, burning from the fingertips to the heart.

Later, Pan Hua fell asleep with the wine bottle, and in her dream, there were two hands, holding her and caressing her hot face, the fingertips were slightly cold, and the movements were very gentle, which made her feel that she was a treasure in the palm of her hand.

This dream is very sweet. How I wish I never woke up.