It is an emergency passage.

On the right is a wall, and on the left is a window, facing the rockery and artificial lake outside.

Cheng Yuesheng stood by the window and smoked, his suit jacket was open, his hand brushed open the hem of his clothes, and one hand was on his waist.

The lights were dim, and a little spark was on and off in his fingers.

Gu Yingqing observed that he often lit a cigarette and did not smoke, and after a cigarette was burned, he could take one or two puffs at most.

She saw something on his chest, and when she looked closer, she realized that he had taken the tie and tucked it into the pocket of his blazer.

Standing next to him, he ignored her.

Gu Yingqing whispered, "I don't want to drink anymore."

"Then don't drink it." He looked at the night outside, and his voice soaked in wine had a unique low alcohol and coldness, but it was still difficult to distinguish his emotions.

Gu Yingqing turned around, a little aggrieved: "But Xu always wants me to drink, the one surnamed Liao...... I'm not honest."

Cheng Yue snorted, "What's the matter with me?"

"Since it's none of your business, why did you get a call to come out?" Gu Yingqing deliberately lowered his voice softly, and raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were moist.

She thought a little sadly, she seemed to have no teacher, and she had figured out a series of routines tailored for Cheng Yuesheng.

Compared with the time in the guest room and smoking room of the Zhao family, he is much more proficient.

"Do you want me to help you?" Cheng Yuesheng leaned against the window frame and examined her face to face.

She nodded.

But he didn't speak, but held a cigarette and stared at her silently.

His features were half blurred by the night, and his eyes shone with a dark and deep light in the shadows, like a moment of rest before a wild beast hunted, waiting carelessly.

"I'm ......" Gu Yingqing opened his lips and cleared his throat before he finally spoke, "I will thank you."

Cheng Yue was embarrassed, "Xu Anrong wants to give you some color to see, isn't it good for me to interfere?"

As he said that, his hand holding the cigarette lifted up and caressed her waist along her side hip line.

The waist of this skirt is a fishbone design, which wraps the waist around the waist to be extraordinarily slim.

Look at it without pinching.

"Besides, who would dare to believe the thank you that Miss Gu said after drinking? After all, you don't recognize people when you're sober."

His tone sounded like a polite rejection of a high-risk, unreliable business.

Gu Yingqing felt that his words were ridiculous, obviously he pretended not to know her in front of outsiders, but now he was deliberately avoiding him on weekdays.

Gu Yingqing smiled confusedly, "We don't want to have a substantive relationship with each other, so it's good for everyone, isn't it?"

Cheng Yuesheng didn't answer, the hand resting on her waist fell, and he slapped her very fleshy place crisply.

Then he withdrew his hand, put the cigarette in his hand back into his lips, and stared at her for a moment, his cheeks sunken as he smoked, his eyes narrowed, and he spit out the cigarette with a tired expression.

With a bang, something exploded in Gu Yingqing's mind.

She looked at him for a long time, suddenly moved half a step forward, and then stopped, hesitating, as if she did not dare to step forward again.

Cheng Yuesheng leaned there, his eyes glued to her.

Gu Yingqing bit her lip and got closer, he was too tall, she was wearing high heels, he didn't cooperate with her, she still had to tiptoe a little to reach his lips.

It's just that when he was about to paste it, Gu Yingqing stopped again.

His smell became clear in the nasal cavity, but the composition was complex.

There is his healthy and clean male body odor, and the smell of the fabric of the suit stained with the smell of smoke, and the crisp smell of aftershave.

In short, surrounded by his extremely bewildering aura, Gu Yingqing's breathing became messy, and his heart beat rhythmlessly.

She remembered his calm and calm momentum in the private room, in a suit and leather shoes, and unconsciously compared to the way he looked when he took off her clothes.

How can a person coexist with wildness and stability?

Gu Yingqing hated being very much

When he forced his mind to lose, it was as if the person was no longer herself.

Gu Yingqing just thought about it, and his heart and mouth were trembling.

Those who dare not think during the day, who dare not recall when they are awake, have all come.

She paused, stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, shifted half of her body weight to him, and kissed him as hard as he had crushed himself.

Cheng Yuesheng had been looking at her indifferently, but when she sent it up, he immediately caught her, pinched her face, pressed the person in front of him with one hand, and forced him to regain the initiative in an instant.

Gu Yingqing clinged to his sturdy back.

Under the palms of the hands, under the clothes, is full of aggressive male power.

When he let go of her, his hand was still on her back.

In the past, Gu Yingqing never imagined that kissing a man would have weak legs.

Gu Ying breathed evenly, "Deposit?"

Cheng Yuesheng didn't squeak, his hand went up along the zipper of her skirt, touched the two straps of the sleeves that hung on her shoulders to stabilize them, and gently pulled them.

Gu Yingqing glared at him lightly, "I can't tie it myself!"

Cheng Yuesheng seemed to enjoy her annoyed appearance and looked at her with interest.

The two thin belts hung down behind him and swayed lightly, Gu Yingqing reached out to pull them, turned his back to him, and asked him to tie them again.

Cheng Yuesheng put the cigarette in his mouth, frowned and tied it, and casually ended the matter.

At the end, he patted her buttocks, "Okay."

I lifted my feet and went straight back to the private room.

Gu Yingqing waited for a moment before going back.

Entering the private room, he looked at Cheng Yuesheng, there was already an empty chair next to him, and his eyes motioned for her to go over.

Gu Yingqing went over and sat down without squinting, without looking at Liao Zhizhong and Yu Fu's reaction.

Cheng Yuesheng introduced Gu Yingqing to Deng Rongtao again.

Gu Yingqing politely drank a glass of wine with someone, and then sat on the side.

Finally cleared, her nerves relaxed, and at this time she felt hungry, picked up chopsticks and began to eat.

After a while, the meal was all over the place, and someone entered the open entertainment room next door and started singing.

Gu Yingqing sat there bored, listening to people chatting with his left ear and listening to songs with his right ear.

For a while, he was singing emotionally in broken Cantonese: "The cold wind in the center of the wind blows the dream, and before the thing passes, it has disappeared......

One moment later, "Ah...... My wife, Wang's Baochuan, pity you for staying in the cold kiln, pity you for being lonely, waiting for me Xue Nan Pinggui, for a full eighteen years......

Because this song, it should be said that the lyrics appeared on such an occasion, and it was so ironic that she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the person who sang this song.

The man was wearing semi-black-framed glasses, more than seven meters tall, with a fair appearance, holding a microphone in his hand at the moment, with a good timbre, singing intoxicatingly, and pouring out his feelings.

But she had just heard him chatting with others, talking about how difficult it was for her to take the public entrance examination, how her girlfriend left him after he went ashore, and how his current wife had cured him.

Later, it was said that his wife was the daughter of a certain person.

Originally......

Originally.

The first sword on the shore is to cut the person you want first.

At this moment, the woman next to him was wrapping around his arm, not knowing what his wife would think when she saw it.

Gu Yingqing really wanted to slap him in the mouth anyway.