917 I Just Forgot to Forget You (7)

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When Su Qianxun heard this, a red cloud instantly exploded on his cheeks, so red that he could drip blood, and he didn't know if he was angry or ashamed, or because of the rising smell of alcohol!

"You ......" is simply shameless and cruel...... Shameless, I can't compete with you! Her eyes stared at Lu Yanzhi, almost breathing fire, she was so angry that she was about to vomit to death, but she only dared to scold in her heart, she couldn't be hard at this time.

The harder it is, the harder it is, the more energetic Lu Yanzhi becomes.

Sure enough, seeing that she didn't move, and looked at him coldly, Lu Yanzhi got up, and then sat down on the sofa next to him.

Su Qianxun sat upright, she covered her eyes and sorted out her clothes.

But he was still caught by Lu Yanzhi, he stretched out his long legs and deliberately skimmed Su Qianxun's legs.

Su Qianxun's legs were pulled, coupled with the fact that she had already drunk a lot of wine, her body was unstable with a center of gravity, and she leaned to the side, and Lu Yan, who happened to fall next to her, said, "Ah!! ”

She was stunned with a hint of anger, and immediately looked at Lu Yanzhi, as if she was scolding him for being so naΓ―ve.

"Throw yourself into a hug?" Under Lu Yanzhi's seemingly calm eyes, there was hidden evil, and on a handsome face that was upright and strong, with a deep contour like a carving, there was a debauched smile.

Su Qianxun was super speechless: "......"

Forget it, she can't be provoked, can't she still hide?

She stood up, looked at Lu Yanzhi and said solemnly: "In the past, I hoped that things would pass, and in the future, we will return to the bridge and return to the road, I just hope that your old man will raise your noble hand and stop playing with me!" ”

Su Qianxun picked up his coat and bag and turned around.

As soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Lu Yanzhi.

"Stop!" She still wants to drive back with a lot of alcohol, is this woman looking for death?

"What do you want?" Su Qianxun turned around helplessly.

"Old man?!" Lu Yanzhi's face sank, and his voice was cold, like a thousand years of ice.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're Chinese New Year's Eve three today, and you'll be thirty-four in the New Year, right?" Su Qianxun let out a sneer, extremely ironic, "Actually, it's still very young, not an old man, but for a girl in her twenties like us, it should be regarded as a person of two eras, and there is really a deep generation gap when getting along!" ”

Just as he was about to leave, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, Su Qianxun's eyes widened, and his face was full of horror: "What are you doing?" Let me go. ”

Lu Yanzhi didn't let go, smiled indifferently, forcibly dragged her hand, and went straight upstairs, making Su Qianxun stunned.

"Let go of me, bastard!"

"Where the hell are you going to take me?"

"What the hell are you going to do? Lu Yanzhi, believe it or not, I shouted, your family's face will be disgraced at that time. ”

All the way upstairs, Su Qianxun tried to break free of Lu Yanzhi's hand, and the free hand was still desperately beating Lu Yanzhi's arm, but that bit of force fell on Lu Yanzhi was very insignificant, and there was no weight at all.

Lu Yanzhi dragged her into the room and threw her to the door, and then let go of his hand.

Su Qianxun rubbed her red and swollen wrists, looked around, it seemed to be a guest room, she frowned: "What are you bringing me here for?" ”

"Old man, right?!" The dim light in the room, reflecting Lu Yanzhi's bottomless eyes, looked particularly dangerous.

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