"Flowers are still a trivial matter, Sister Wen, let's go, let's drink~"

Song Qianqian pursed her lips, said, and came to Wen Leng, followed her by the hand, and pulled her out of the dressing room.

"Sister Wen, I've already asked Sister Ling Yu, you didn't announce tomorrow morning, right? Let's go to the bar and celebrate. ”

This matter was told by Song Qianqian to Wen Leng yesterday, but last night's celebration was changed to tonight, because Wen Leng had an announcement today.

"Let's go, I won't break my promise to you!" Wen Leng nodded in response, and while he was happy, he forgot to promise Yan Linsheng what happened before.

She directly followed Song Qianqian out of the dressing room holding hands.

Ling Yu followed behind, frowning and coming up, her phone vibrating, and Yan Linsheng's name was on it.

"Madame, are you sure you want to drink?"

Yan Linsheng was not there, and the task of managing Wen Leng fell to Ling Yu.

It's just that she's embarrassed to sweep away the cold interest now.

"Ling Yu, just drink two glasses of wine, and I promised Qianqian yesterday~"

Seeing Ling Yu come forward, Wen Leng pursed his mouth, blinked a pair of watery eyes, and sprinkled coquettishness to Ling Yu.

"Yes, Sister Ling Yu, aren't you still at ease with Sister Wen and me?"

Song Qianqian also looked at Ling Yu with a pleading gaze.

The two of them were also aggrieved, which made Ling Yu very helpless.

"I..." the corners of Ling Yu's lips narrowed slightly, staring at Wen Leng with her eyes, and she didn't know how to refuse at this moment.

On the one hand, Yan Linsheng asked Ling Yu to take care of Wen Leng, but he couldn't make Wen Leng unhappy, so she was very embarrassed.

"Oh, Ling Yu, I know, you don't like that environment, do you? If you don't like it, why don't you go back to the hotel and rest first? ”

Facing the tangled Ling Yu, she finally stepped forward gently, pulled her little hand, and still carried out her gentle offensive.

"Alright, alright, madam, then I'll be with you, but madam, you can't drink too much."

Ling Yu still compromised, nodded before glancing at the two of them, and went to the bar together.

After the three of them left, the figure hiding in the dark in the corner flashed by, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

...

Yan Linsheng's phone vibrated over and over again, and Ling Yu finally found a gap and came out to call Yan Linsheng.

"Yan Shao."

In the bathroom, Ling Yu picked up the phone.

"What's the situation? What happened to the girl? ”

Yan Linsheng's voice was unusually cold, with restlessness.

Ling Yu hadn't answered the phone for a while, but he was about to go crazy.

"I'm sorry Yan Shao, I was on the road with my wife just now, and I couldn't call you back..."

Ling Yu said apologetically, and then took the initiative to report Wen Leng's current itinerary to Yan Linsheng.

"Madame and Song Qianqian have come to the bar to drink now, and they should go back after playing for a while."

Ling Yu knew that Yan Linsheng would be worried about Wen Leng, so he added another sentence.

"Yan Shao, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of my wife and won't let her have problems."

"Bars? How did she get to the bar? ”

Yan Linsheng's brows furrowed instantly, and then he roared, and there was a loud sound of something breaking across the phone.

Ling Yu gasped, and was stunned for a long time before he spoke, "That, it was Song Qianqian who proposed to celebrate Mrs., so she brought Mrs. to the bar..."

Through the screen, Ling Yu could feel Yan Linsheng's anger.

"Send me the location!" Yan Linsheng held back his anger that was about to burst into anger, and finally only said a few words to Ling Yu.

Ling Yu sent the location over, Yan Linsheng hung up the phone, and then drove directly towards the destination given by Ling Yu, galloping over.

"I haven't seen Mrs. for a few days, Yan Shao's anger has grown a lot!" Listening to the beep on the other side of the phone, Ling Yu swallowed her saliva, patted her chest in shock, and then slammed the box.

When Ling Yu entered, both of them were groggy and collapsed on the sofa.

Song Qianqian and Wen Leng's amount of wine were very bad, and there were only three or five empty bottles on the table, but the two of them were not very drunk.

"I want to throw up, I'll go to the bathroom!" Suddenly, Song Qianqian retched, then got up from the sofa, glanced at the two of them, and staggered out of the bathroom.

And Wen Leng, who squinted his eyes and smiled on the sofa, kept waving to Ling Yu, "Ling Yu, I still want to drink!" Give it to me, bring it to me..."

Wen Leng was so drunk that she was unconscious now, and kept talking nonsense in her mouth, Ling Yu sighed, looked at Wen Leng, stepped forward, and straightened her body.

"Really, it's good that I'm with you, ma'am, otherwise you two have so little to drink, I really don't know what would have happened."

Ling Yu complained, then shook her head, and took a tissue to wipe the stains from the corners of her lips for Wen Leng.

Wen Leng had been lying in Ling Yu's arms with his head drooping.

"Qianqian, Qianqian, why hasn't Qianqian come back to drink with me?"

After a while, Wen Leng's hand began to dance constantly, squinting at Ling Yu, the probe came to her, and then shook his head, "Qianqian?" No, you're Ling Yu! ”

Wen Leng said this and pursed the corners of his lips, "Ling Yu, why hasn't Qianqian come back yet?" ”

"No, I'll have to go find her!" Wen Leng drank unconsciously, but he still thought about Song Qianqian.

As she spoke, she staggered to her feet, her steps unsteady, but she still had to keep going.

"Oh, ma'am, how can you go out to find her like this?! I'll help you see it! ”

In the end, Ling Yu, who was helpless, could only stand up, and after placing Wen Leng in place, he came out of the box.

She just happened to order a cup of decanting soup for Wen Leng.

As soon as Ling Yu left, a dark shadow flashed in front of the cold box, and then pushed open the door and walked in.

At a glance, the man saw Wen Leng who was lying drunk on the sofa, hooked his lips, raised a wicked smile, and leaned towards her step by step.

Coming to Wen Leng, the man stopped, bowed his head, and stretched out his hand.

"Is Qianqian back?" Realizing that the figure was approaching, Wen Leng narrowed his eyes and looked at the tall figure in front of him.

It's just that she saw a man!

Yes - Gu Shangxi.

Even in a blurred consciousness, Wen Leng would not forget the man's hateful face.

"Gu Shangxi!" Wen Leng called out Gu Shangxi's name, and then shook his head, trying to make his will a little clearer.

The man's fear of being cold was so deep that she realized that the nightmare was coming.

"Wen Leng, I didn't expect to be here."

The corners of Gu Shangxi's lips curled, and he reached out directly, and followed the cold arm to her neck.

Wen Leng exclaimed and took a step back.

It's just that the current Gu Shangxi, like a nightmare, kept approaching her, followed forward, and directly reached out to put her against the back of the sofa chair.

"What do you want to do?" Wen Leng frowned, and a pair of eyes that were already clear stared at Gu Shangxi.

But even if her strength recovered, she would not be Gu Shangxi's opponent, his strength was pressed on his body, and Wen Leng couldn't move.

"What are you doing, what do you want to do?" Gu Shangxi smiled playfully, looking up and down on Wen Leng's body with a predatory gaze.

Then he reached out and pulled the zipper directly on Wen Leng's chest.

"Fuck off! Get out of here! Wen Leng gritted his teeth tightly, and put his hands in front of Gu Shangxi's chest, trying to push him away.

But her strength was like an itch to Gu Shangxi.

"Wen Leng, don't struggle, how can you fight with my man as a woman? Surrender to me, and I'll make you happy! ”

Gu Shangxi smiled evilly, his filthy gaze continued to go deeper from his cold neck.

In the three years that he fell in love with Wen Leng, Gu Shangxi never touched her at all.

This is also the thing Gu Shangxi regrets the most.

At the beginning, in order to coax Wen Leng, I respected her idea and saved the first time until before marriage.

Only now did I feel that I had lost to the extreme.

"You're beautiful!" Wen Leng gritted his teeth tightly, and when Gu Shangxi reached over, he began to charge his legs, and then slammed into his legs.

Before Gu Shangxi's hand fell, he roared in pain.

The whole person also collapsed to the side and collapsed on the sofa.

Wen Leng attacks his life, roots, and is also a man's weakest underbelly.

"Cold!" Gu Shangxi glared at Wen Leng angrily, snorted in pain again, and then got up again.

Wen Leng was bracing his body to open the door at this time, but he stepped over to him again, stretched out his hand directly, and locked the door.

"I want to escape! It's not that easy! ”

Wen Leng's last glimmer of hope was completely wiped out at the moment when Gu Shangxi locked the door.

wanted to call Wen Leng, and directly reached out and threw her to the ground.

"Wen Leng, you forced me, then don't blame me for not being gentle with you!"

Gu Shangxi's eyes were shining with a fierce light, and in the face of the coldness, he was now eager to go directly to eat her clean and tear her apart.

"Don't come here, Ling Yu will be back soon, and, Yan Shao! Yan Shao! He'll be over too! At a critical moment, Wen Leng thought of the man who lived deep in his heart - Yan Linsheng.

She only remembered now that she had forgotten to reply to his message tonight.

"Yan Shao? Heh~ Don't tease me, that man, he should be worried about the advertising case now! ”

"Don't think I don't know, he's not here!"

Listening to the cold words, Gu Shangxi shook his head and laughed as if he had heard a big joke, and then looked at the door with his eyes locked.

"As for your agent, Ling Yu, what can I do when I come back, I won't open this door, and no one will be able to enter!"

Gu Shangxi said coldly, this sentence was like a death sentence for Wen Leng, and the voice of despair sounded in her heart,

Gu Shangxi came to her step by step, and then began to undress.