In the noisy and flickering large box, the deafening music did not drown out the noise of the human voice, half male and half female, all dressed brightly.

Huo Zichen folded his slender legs, put one hand on the edge of the sofa, and shook the wine glass in his hand with the other, looking at it with a pair of affectionate and amorous eyes, and fell into his eyes the fiery scene in front of him.

There are a lot of liquor on the small bar, and they all seem to be worth a lot of money, and just by looking at the clothes and accessories of those people, you know that they are worth a lot.

The scarlet liquid flowed, and the Adam's apple rolled twice, and the fragrant liquid all burrowed into the throat.

A slightly drunk man walked over: "Brother Chen, what are you doing sitting here?" Why don't you go over for a drink?"

Wei Zichen got up, and his friends thought that he was finally going to squeeze into the crowd, but he just put the wine glass down on the table, grabbed a handful of clothes on the sofa, and looked like he wanted to leave.

"Brother Chen, are you leaving?"

Through the dim and dazzling light, Huo Zichen raised his hand and looked at his watch, estimating that the time was almost up, and his lips moved with wine: "Something, you guys can have fun." ”

Before leaving, he was plain and arrogant: "Just keep it on my account." ”

Without waiting for others to stop him, the waiter at the door had already opened the door and sent away this top-notch uncle.

"Thank you, Professor Gu." Wei Ji stood downstairs in the community and said goodbye to Song Xu and them, her face reflected in the car window.

Different from Song Xu's sweet and moving, Wei Ji is charming, with a concave and convex figure and sexy fascination.

Song Xu opened the car door and talked to Wei Ji with his head in his head: "Pay attention to safety, send a message when you get home." ”

Looking at the little head sticking out, Wei Ji couldn't help but brush Song Xu's head, and said with a smile: "It's all downstairs in the community, what's not safe, okay, you guys go back early." ”

There was one less person competing for oxygen in the small space, but Song Xu felt that breathing was even more difficult.

In front of Gu Zhiyu, she didn't even dare to pant and make a little noise.

The man was not in a hurry to drive, and when Song Xu couldn't help but look at Gu Zhiyu, he found that the man's faint eyes fell on his face from beginning to end.

Song Xu asked softly, "Professor Gu?"

I couldn't figure out what Gu Zhiyu's expression was at the moment, Song Xu only felt that he was serious, far from the previous harmony, and there was a calm coldness permeating the whole person.

Thinking that Gu Zhiyu meant to let him get out of the car, Song Xu buckled the car door and found that the car door had been welded dead, and when he turned around, Gu Zhiyu's body leaned a little more towards the co-pilot.

The picturesque man seemed to be holding up anger and blurted out: "I don't have a girlfriend!"

Song Xu was half-confused by Gu Zhiyu's sudden explanation: Gu Zhiyu ...... Is this explaining to yourself?

nodded blankly, not quite understanding the deep meaning of Gu Zhiyu's words.

The vehicle started steadily, but Song Xu's inner turmoil was no longer comparable to the expression on his face.

The undulating breasts showed her nervousness, and Song Xu didn't dare to look at the man in the dazed car, so she could only sneak a glance.

The beautiful curved lower neck line is a must, the perfect side face lower nose bridge is high and towering into the eyebrows, and the corners of the eyes are fine and gentle.

The hand on his lap unconsciously clenched into a fist, Song Xu looked at the coat on his body, the corners of his mouth turned up, but he didn't dare to laugh too presumptuously.

Wei Ji touched the key and got off the elevator, and before she reached the door, she was blocked by a thick gray wall in front of her.

The bright eyelids lifted slightly, and first saw the crimson Adam's apple that stood out in the man's casual clothes, and then a very familiar face on the top.

"Why are you here?" Wei Ji twisted her eyebrows in displeasure, and subconsciously retreated to reveal a defensive posture.

The man's eyes were gloomy, his eyebrows were cold, and his eyes were even more sinky when he saw Wei Ji's expression and movements.

Without waiting for the woman to react, one hand snatched the key from Wei Ji's hand, and with the other hand, grabbed Wei Ji's back collar like an eagle catching a chick and brought it into his arms, acting roughly.

His forehead hit a wall of flesh all of a sudden, and Wei Ji was knocked in pain, so painful that physiological tears overflowed after closing her eyes.

Huo Zichen's burly figure and height of 187 made Wei Ji powerless in his hands, so he could only be dragged and staggered forward.

"Huo Zichen, what are you doing?" The woman struggled hopelessly, screaming, and before she could finish, the person had been pushed into the house.

In the next second, after a whirlwind, Wei Ji was slammed on the door, and the stabbing pain in the back spine and the concussion of the skull hit at the same time: "Hiss-"

Damn, what a psychopath!

The alcohol mixed with the smell of strong perfume blended together and penetrated into Wei Jiao's respiratory tract, and at the same time, the man's magnified face was impressive, and his whole body was pressed up.

The resentment between Wei Zichen's eyebrows was obvious, and Wei Ji was like being nailed to the door, and her breath was stagnant.

"It's a long run, and I can actually go abroad." The warm hand caressed Wei Jiao's delicate cheeks, the movements were light and soft, and the eyes were also in love.

In Wei Ji's eyes, it was a poison that pierced the intestines, and he only felt that the hand was cold and piercing, just like the gangrene of the appendage, his body trembled unconsciously, and his whole body was shouting for fear.

"Half a year." Huo Zichen's deep voice was like a life-threatening Yama: "I thought you wouldn't come back!"

Feeling the resistance of the woman in his arms, Huo Zichen put his face on Wei Ji's face, and the stinging stubble pierced the woman's soft little face like revenge.

Wei Ji almost didn't dare to look at Huo Zichen's face, when he was angry, there was a kind of breathtaking ferocity, full of depression, Wei Ji would feel his scalp tingling as long as he was under his nose.

"Get out!"

Huo Zichen was not disturbed by it, his eyes kept staring at the face that he had been thinking about for many days and nights, and his palm pinched Wei Jiao's thin chin, forcing people to raise their heads to look at him.

"How many boyfriends have you talked about abroad?"

There was only oppression in the indifferent inquiry, Wei Jiao's body shook, and it seemed that he had not escaped Huo Zichen's surveillance abroad.

"The guy who sent you back today is the man you hooked up with?"

"Don't say yes." While she was stunned, Huo Zichen's cold lips had already attached to Wei Ji's face.

Wei Ji pushed the person in fear, and put her hands on Huo Zichen's chest, but the man was obsessed with lust.

"Huo Zichen." Wei Ji was a little overwhelmed, and roared in a deep voice: "I'm your sister!"

Huo Zichen's eyes were dyed red, and the corners of his lips kept lingering on Wei Ji, as if he felt that he was in the way, and with one hand, he folded Wei Ji's two wrists together and held them above his head.

The action was a little impatient and rough gasp: "I never admit it." ”

"Even if it's a family, I will only allow you to enter my household register."