That day, I made an appointment to go back to Lin's house. Min Xingzhou had just returned from dinner and drank some wine.

The black Bentley galloped and stopped behind the fountain statue, Abin got out of the car and waited, and the seventh master in the back seat slowed down and rubbed his temples.

Ah Bin raised his head slightly and peeked into the car window, "Miss Lin should still be upstairs to clean up." ”

Min Xingzhou didn't squeak, tore off his tie with one hand and threw it away, fell into a deep pit on the leather chair, and skillfully dialed Lin Yan's number.

Lin Yan connected quite quickly, silent but did not speak.

His voice ticked, "Downstairs girlfriend." ”

Lin Yan was still taking a bath in the bathroom, listening quietly, playing with bubbles in her hand, looking at the mirror and laughing for a while, foaming the mirror again, looking at the wide mirror covered with fog, she stretched out her finger and wrote three words: Min Xingzhou.

Min Xingzhou's voice was slightly drunk, revealing a lazy sexiness, "Here, I'll wait for you." ”

She replied in a low voice, "Min Xingzhou, I'm not taking a bath yet." ”

In the earpiece, the murmuring of water was mixed with her repeated weak wails of constant grievance.

Min Xingzhou took a breath, tilted his head and looked at the bedroom room, his thin lips slightly raised, "Goblin." ”

I have to tell him.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the bedroom were not closed, the brown floating curtains floated and fluttered, and the wind swayed, as if moving on the tip of people's hearts, and the drunkenness in the man's eyes became more and more pervasive.

That place...

She planted it every time.

———Seventh Master, what's the matter with broken glass? What to do

What to do, it's bulletproof plexiglass, but it won't be shattered by him.

During the call, Lin Yan vaguely felt that Min Xingzhou had drunk, so he had to soften his voice and gently coax him, "Okay, you can wait a while." ”

What kind of ancestor can be easily recruited in Minhangzhou.

"If you don't come down, no." He raised his eyebrows and smiled, rippling a little playfully, "I'll go up." ”

She panicked and screamed in the bathroom, "Don't! ”

Min Xingzhou could imagine her blushing and angry little appearance in his mind, he sneered, threw away his mobile phone, skillfully lit a cigarette, held it to his lips, rested his elbows lazily on the car window, swallowed the clouds and spitted out the fog, and waited for her very leisurely.

He didn't hang up the phone, and neither did Lin Yan.

She was tidying up in a panic, and there was the voice of the female nanny.

"Miss Lin, slow down."

She muttered softly: "The seventh master is downstairs, and if he doesn't go down, he will come up." ”

Listening vaguely, Min Xingzhou bit the cigarette and smiled, which made the nicotine in his mouth taste strangely sweet, and he subconsciously licked his lower lip.

Why was she so panicked, the more panicked she was, the more he waited for her.

It took two cigarettes for Lin Yan to appear neatly in front of him.

Still Abin drove, and the car slowly turned around and left the villa.

As soon as Lin Yan got into the car, she was caught in Min Xingzhou's arms, like a little white flower wrapped in a weak wind, and her white face without makeup was crimson.

The smell of the shower gel on her body was milky and milky, a little clear, and a little soft to the point of non-aggressive lychee.

Min Xingzhou raised his fingers, brushed away her wet shredded hair, and his breath landed steadily on her white and tender side neck socket with drunkenness, "It's so charming." ”

Lin Yan looked up at him blankly, and asked him confusedly, "Are you still awake..."

The man's eyes were not open, and his palms were down, "Just have a drink." ”

Lin Yan didn't expect that he would drink some wine and mix it more than usual, and he would be more amorous and haunting.

She thought that how could Min Xingzhou have only one cup, and she heard Abin mention in the morning that it was the owner of the suburban winery who invited the seventh master to refuse to invest.

Since you drink it, you vote it.

That boss is an old friend, the seventh master has disappeared for a few months, how can there be no more things to do when he returns to Hong Kong City.

"Did the Seventh Master encounter some top-notch wine and good goods, and he was addicted to it, right?"

"I've pushed it all, okay." He was next to her ear and smiled lazily, "You have to accompany me woman." ”

The seventh master really pushed it all, and the group of entrepreneurs at the dinner in the villa was probably still sad and regretful on the table, and finally invited the seventh master.

As soon as he arrived, he walked away with a cold and desolate image on his face.

Wine, Min Xingzhou naturally drank it, strong enough, strong enough.

Lin Yan smiled shallowly, "Then I'll believe it." ”

Min Xingzhou smiled, buried his head in her collarbone groggily, and held her slowly and swayed, "If you dare to believe it, you can get on T103." ”

He is also in a white shirt today, she wore it for him in the morning, the neckline has long been broken, and the smell of tobacco and alcohol is stained on his body, clear and masculine.

White shirts are easy to stain other women's lipsticks, and I don't know if he knows this truth.

Lin Yan held the man's head in both hands, and his short hair fell neatly to the right amount, "There is a time when you are interrogated by the court." ”

Min Xingzhou squinted, and his sultry voice was a little arbitrary, so he stretched the tune, "What do you want to judge me..."

scattered and bad.

Lin Yan bit his lip, "Just don't make me jealous." ”

Min Xingzhou's thin lips were half hooked, and he laughed out loud.

"What then?" He held her face, "Your jealous appearance is particularly innocent and vivid." ”

Lin Yan made a fist, gritted his teeth, and hit Min Xingzhou in the chest.

It didn't hurt, she didn't have much strength.

It is normally a 50-minute drive back to Lin's house, and it took an hour to slowly take Abin 60 miles from beginning to end.

Min Xingzhou said that he couldn't talk about being drunk, so Lin Yantou peeled off the anti-alcohol capsule for him to swallow.

He didn't eat it, that little bit of wine really didn't make the prince unable to distinguish between people and consciousness, Lin Yan ignored him and took care of him.

Today is the Lantern Festival, and after 12 o'clock tonight, they will not be boyfriend and girlfriend.

A lot of Wen Cun came too short, such a man, in fact, she couldn't hold it at all.

At the gate of the Lin family's old house, Lin Yong had been standing at the gate for a long time and waiting, how could it be a Bentley car, which made Lin Yong feel a little bad, but he still welcomed the person politely.

Lin Yan and Min Xingzhou entered the door one after the other.

Min Xingzhou chatted with the old man in the room, he had drunk, and the old man could see it, but the bearing of the wealthy son of a wealthy family on Min Xingzhou couldn't be polished.

He also sent the incense burner to the Xuande kiln, and the old man Lin had to smoke Chinese medicine at night to sleep peacefully.

Old Man Lin asked the servant to go to the basement of the backyard to open the vat of self-brewed medicinal wine and give it to Min Xingzhou to continue to taste.

Lin Yong painted the old man in the yard, Lin Yong has a good ability to paint Danqing ink with one hand, inherit his mother. His mother relied on a painting to win Lin Wensheng's favor.

Lin Yan was on Lin Yong's side, quietly grinding and toning for him.

The two of them work together.

Should I say it or not, Lin Yong's paintings, dotted ink poetry, freehand landscapes are not lacking in genre charm.

"Second brother taught you to draw Danqing." Lin Yong took the scale on the drawing paper and looked down at Lin Yan, the little girl beside him who sighed, "How?" ”

Lin Yan nodded.

Lin Yong glanced at her, "Hair up, go wash your hands, find another bib, don't stain your beautiful clothes." ”

Lin Yan did so, "Okay second brother." ”