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Mr. Zhao's thoughts, she saw it, so she kept avoiding them.

But that doesn't mean she's really afraid of them, and the business is naturally done as much as possible.

But if they really don't talk like that, she is not afraid of offending them.

The Ming family has been away from the country for too long, but it makes people forget that the Ming family is not something that anyone can easily bully.

The suspicious gazes of Mr. Zhao and the three of them changed back and forth on Fu Yinxiu and Ming Yutong.

Mr. Li smiled and asked, "Mr. Fu, do you know Mr. Ming?" ”

Ming Yutong subconsciously looked at Fu Yinxiu.

Fu Yinxiu said coldly: "I'm not familiar." ”

Ming Yutong didn't know what kind of answer he should expect, but when he heard the word "unfamiliar", his heart was still sour, swollen, and astringent.

After he came back, he was inexplicably entangled, as if he was not the one who suddenly abandoned her seven years ago, as if he was the one who did something wrong.

Now he only gets a sentence of "unfamiliar".

"Still." Fu Yinxiu also said, "Whether I am familiar with it or not, I have no habit of persuading women to drink. ”

Hearing this, Mr. Zhao and the three of them smiled wryly, and they didn't dare to persuade Ming Yutong to drink anymore.

Ming Yutong also knew that if they did it today, even if they wanted to curry favor with Fu Yinxiu, they would not cooperate with their company.

And she didn't think that Fu Yinxiu would deliberately say anything to the other party for her.

The character of Mr. Zhao and the three of them is here, and Ming Yutong does not plan to continue to be false and wronged with them.

"It's rare that Mr. Fu is here, and I won't bother." Ming Yutong didn't bother to say anything about business to talk about another day, and he had nothing to talk about with them.

If it was before Fu Yinxiu came, Mr. Zhao and the three of them would have to embarrass Ming Yutong, at least, let her punish herself for three bottles before leaving.

But with Fu Yinxiu's words just now, they didn't dare to say anything.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yinxiu's long fingers with distinct bones knocked on the table a few times, and slowly spoke: "I just came, Miss Ming is leaving, don't you look down on me?" ”

Ming Yutong tried his best to restrain himself, so he didn't habitually clench his hands under nervousness.

When Mr. Li heard this, he felt that there was an opportunity, and immediately said: "That's it, Miss Ming, are you not giving Mr. Fu face." ”

Ming Yutong was tired of listening to it, this Mr. Li, the left sentence is face, the right sentence is face, how big is his face?

At this time, Fu Yinxiu said slowly: "Since you want to leave, let's punish yourself with three cups first." ”

As he spoke, Fu Yinxiu personally took her wine glass.

Her long fingers are like jade, and the appearance of her wine glass is so beautiful.

Even though there is a small half glass of wine in it, and there is a little bit of white foam on the wall of the glass, it doesn't look very good.

can be such a vulgar thing, pinched by Fu Yinxiu, it seems to have become good-looking and high-end.

Even the beer foam inside, under his long jade-like fingers, was like nectar.

No one expected that Fu Yinxiu would directly use Mingyu Tong's wine glass to drink the small half glass of wine she had left.

Not disgusted at all.

Moreover, where he drank, the thin hot lips were just pasted with the lip prints on the cup!

This kind of is too ambiguous. It's too intimate!

Her residual wine is more or less stained with her saliva.

He just threw his head up and drank.

Ming Yutong was dumbfounded, didn't know how to react, looked at Fu Yinxiu blankly, picked up a bottle of wine casually, and filled her cup with wine again.

Mr. Zhao and the three of them all looked at Fu Yinxiu in surprise.

The three of them were like stiff puppets, they didn't even turn their necks, they were up and down, stiff and motionless, just looking at Fu Yinxiu.

Didn't you say that you weren't cooked?

Drinking the same glass of wine if you are not cooked?

Still drinking with Ming Yutong's lip prints?

In this way, isn't it indirect kissing?

Could it be that Fu Yinxiu fell in love with Ming Yutong?

I really didn't know it before, but when I saw it tonight, I also wanted to turn Ming Yutong up. Bed?

This is not surprising.

Ming Yutong is good-looking, and he is also a demon. Sexuality. Feel that hanging.

For men, it is very lethal.

The more powerful a man like Fu Yinxiu is, the more he likes to challenge Ming Yutong.

Mr. Zhao and the three of them thought they had realized, so they slowly put away their surprised expressions and calmly looked at the interaction between Fu Yinxiu and Ming Yutong.

But the three of them are no longer afraid to tune. The joke is clear.

I saw Fu Yinxiu hand the wine glass to Ming Yutong, and said in a cold voice: "Punish yourself with three glasses, and I will let you go." ”

Ming Yutong pursed his lips.

She really wants to leave, can he stop it?

However, when I thought of seeing him that day, he was followed by so many bodyguards.

Those people don't know where to hide, as long as they don't show up, they will definitely not be found.

Ming Yutong thought that the only one who could compare with them was the secret guard of the Lanshan compound.

Regarding the quality of those people, Ming Yutong felt that the rumors that Fu Yinxiu was the leader of the "thorns" were very likely to be true.

The corners of Fu Yinxiu's lips hooked a cool arc, and he didn't urge her, just kept holding the wine glass.

With a lazy expression on his face, he reclined slightly, his left arm bent, and his elbow resting leisurely on the back of the chair.

Ming Yutong took a deep breath and took the wine glass.

The fingertips accidentally touched his cold fingers, shrank violently, and trembled.

The cold lingering on his fingertips still lingered on his fingers, and at the same time, there was some electric current, which had been wrapped around the tips of his fingers.

Fu Yinxiu raised an eyebrow at her, and Ming Yutong took the wine glass again.

As soon as I looked down, I saw the lip print on the rim of the cup directed towards me.

As soon as her head "boomed", she thought of Fu Yinxiu's appearance of deliberately drinking with her lip prints just now.

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