She will never forget the scene when she went to the prenatal checkup alone, but Leng Yunting took Lan Aiqing's paternity test and wanted to keep the child. As long as she thinks about it once, she hates it once!

She really wanted to kill Leng Yunting, for Xiaobao!

When she was not careful, her hand was loosened, and the cup fell into the sea. Leng Yunting then said, "Do you want to taste champagne?"

She nodded. Leng Yunting went to the bar on the side, and soon brought a bottle of Perrier-Jouet champagne. Luo Qingxue naturally knew that five years ago, she also bought a bottle and spent an unforgettable night.

He took two glasses from the side, and the champagne opened with a "bang", the amber liquor rippled in the transparent goblet, and his eyes seemed to be intoxicated and sharp.

"Do you like it? It's her favorite wine. Leng Yunting seemed to be out of the way this time, pointing to the past. Luo Qingxue laughed, took the wine glass, and was about to drink it, but Leng Yunting said, "That's not how you drink it." This wine, it should lie down, pour from the tip of your nipples, wait until it reaches your navel, and then slowly lick it clean—"

With a "bang", Luo Qingxue's wine glass fell to the ground. She doesn't want to hear about the lingering past, the sweeter and more unforgettable, the more it reflects her current pain!

What was he trying to do? He recognized himself? No, probably not, maybe he just drank too much.

She involuntarily took out her small makeup mirror, turned her body sideways, and looked at her makeup.

There's nothing strange about it, it's normal, although the effect of breaking uric acid has dissipated somewhat, it's still very different from the past.

Leng Yunting saw her wine glass fall to the ground, picked it up expressionlessly, and then poured another glass of wine on the side and handed it to her.

As she looked down at her makeup mirror, he quietly spilled something powdery in the wine.

She took the glass and sneered a little, "I'm sorry, I just slipped my hand." ”

He shook his head: "It doesn't matter. ”

The sea gradually swallowed the sun, the night opened, and on the yacht, the lights were lit up, shining like stars.

At the same time, it also means that the high seas have arrived.

She lowered her head and looked at her watch, half past six. The dinner starts at half past seven, when the list of partners in oil and gas development will be announced.

When the feast began, she would exit the hall and wait quietly for a mist of blood inside.

Lin Yuchen is a thief, he can secretly reveal the news, but he will never do it himself.

In fact, in the entire yacht, in addition to her, there was also a waiter who answered her, drove the dinghy, and left quietly, regardless of whether he Leng Yunting was dead or alive.

It's just that, it seems that this yacht, with people coming and going, is a little less.

Leng Yunting leaned against the railing and seemed to notice that she began to look at the time, so she said lightly, "Why don't you drink?"

Luo Qingxue was stunned for a moment, and then took a sip, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

He glanced at it and saw that her throat was indeed swallowing, so he said, "Don't you want to know about my past with Qingxue?"

She took a sip of wine and almost squirted out.

After a long time, she looked at him, his face was calm, and his eyes were not wavering, so she nodded: "Okay." ”

Seeing her nodding, he spoke, and his voice was not shocked: "When I met her, it was in a casino, she was a dealer and won all my money. ”