The private room is facing the door, and Fang Ziqin is smiling like a flower.

She leaned lazily against the wall, her slightly constricted eyes were full of playfulness, and her voice was gentle and a little inadvertently cold.

She made few appearances in the media before marriage, and even more so after marriage.

Naturally, others didn't recognize her face.

But Cheng Jiao recognized that she had always regarded Fang Ziqin as a rival in love, and if she didn't see her, she was red.

"How old are you, do you want to take care of it?"

Zhou Zhan was a head and a half above Cheng Jiao, she stood on tiptoe and put her face directly on the man's chest.

The circle of rich people in Jinggang City is so big, Shen Zhaoqing not only knows Cheng Jiao.

I've watched her grow up since junior high school.

He glared at Cheng Jiao: "Cheng Jiao, come down." ”

Zhou Zhanjun's face was covered with frost, and it was frighteningly cold.

Cheng Jiao felt a chill down her spine just looking at it, and she hesitated to let go of her hand.

"She's my friend, and she's a little messy when she drinks too much." Shen Zhaoqing said as he reached out to pull Cheng Jiao behind him.

Looking at her appearance, she did drink a lot, and her eyelids drooped.

Fang Ziqin smiled at him: "Then you play, I'll talk to the fourth brother about something." ”

"What are you doing? Let's go! Shen Zhao shouted loudly.

After a few side glances, the people in the private room squeezed out as if fleeing.

"You go out first."

It was Zhou Zhan who spoke, and it was Ji Jiacheng who was obedient.

Although he was too drunk, he was somewhat conscious, and he could hear the warning from his uncle's words.

Shen Zhaoqing carried a person in one hand and dragged him out of the door.

Zhou Zhan looked at Fang Ziqin sideways, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but the sharp and tight jawline looked quite proud.

He didn't speak, and she said, "I'm free tomorrow morning, what time is it?" ”

"You came to me specifically to say this?"

Fang Ziqin straightened a pair of long legs and chuckled: "Otherwise? ”

"Come in for a drink?"

Zhou Zhan turned his head to look at her, raising his eyebrows.

She blinked a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, proud and confident: "Break up the wine, you have to drink." ”

After entering the door, I found a neat place to sit down.

"Fourth brother, I have to pour this wine for you."

Fang Ziqin rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and began to wash the glass and pour the wine, his movements were swift and elegant.

She lowered her head carefully, her expression was so focused that she didn't even blink her eyelids.

Zhou Zhan just wanted to speak, but she suddenly raised her head: "It's too boring to just drink, why don't you have something fun?" ”

"What do you want to play?"

Fang Ziqin thought seriously for two seconds and said, "Truth or dare!" ”

The game is simple, put a wine bottle between the two people, rotate it in a circle, and whoever the mouth of the wine bottle points to, who loses.

Quietly, Zhou Zhan said: "How much do you lack childhood? ”

Fang Ziqin put on a formation and said, "I thought that Fourth Brother, you knew me well enough!" ”

"I've heard a lot of people say that the daughter of the Fang family is gentle and soft, and she is a good match."

But the woman in front of her is obviously not.

It's not bad, but it's definitely not compatible with the words gentle and supple.

The delicate little smoky makeup, looking closely at her face, seems to be a little shallow and cold.

Especially the slightly picked eyeliner, which is cold and wild, five points bright and five points demon.

Zhou Zhan couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, he always felt that he had been deceived.

It seemed that he looked at it too bluntly, Fang Ziqin raised his eyes and prompted: "Fourth brother, the mouth of the bottle refers to you." ”

When she was in a good mood, she opened her mouth and closed her mouth to call him the fourth brother.

When you're in a bad mood, call him by his name.

Zhou Zhan looked at her, his eyes slightly choked with gloom: "What do you want to ask?" ”

Fang Ziqin wanted to ask him why he married her.

When the words came to his lips, he became: "How many girl friends have you made?" ”

"You want to know that?"

Zhou Zhan's eyes locked on her face, and her handsome face approached a little bit.