The atmosphere around us took a sharp turn for the worse.

Song Yining didn't move at first, and it wasn't until the moment she looked up and looked at Mu Ye that she saw a little stubbornness in the other party's eyes.

He did it on purpose.

As soon as this cognition entered his brain, Song Yining felt that the blood flowing in his heart was cold for three points.

All the people present were human spirits, and when they saw that this was no different from the confrontation, they were afraid that Mu Ye would be unhappy.

Offending this ancestor is fatal.

Song Yining took a deep breath.

She calmed her mood, and the next second, under the gaze of everyone, she walked to the table.

When the slender pink fingertips touched the cold wall of the cup, the look on her face was even colder.

Look up.

Drink all the wine.

Mu Ye's eyes moved with her, his throat rolled warmly, and when he wanted to speak, he only heard a cracking sound in his ears!

Bang –

Song Yining smashed the wine glass!

There was not a single one present who was not stunned.

By the time everyone reacted, the person had long since disappeared from the box, and only a faint fragrance swirled in the air.

Cen Zhixin's face turned pale for a moment.

She had long seen that Song Yining was not pleasing to the eye, and she was also enthusiastic that she was able to become Mu Ye's bright girlfriend.

As soon as she came out today, she deliberately wanted to humiliate her.

But now—

"Satisfied?"

The voice as cool as water floated from next door, and Cen Zhixin's body trembled.

"Ono, I-"

She was dumbfounded, and then saw Mu Ye get up, and the people present avoided him one after another, and watched him go out of the box.

Outside.

Song Yining stood obediently on the side of the road.

She didn't drink badly, but the glass of brandy was drunk urgently, and the degree was very high.

So much so that when she looks at the passing cars now, she is a little ghostly.

But.

She pursed her lips, her chaotic mind wondering if her actions were a little too rude.

That's not her style.

Drops –

A car approached in the distance.

Song Yining's cheeks were red, and the dizziness of her brain only made her remember to hold on to her mobile phone and maintain her only sense of security.

Soon, a car pulled up in front of her.

The window was lowered, and someone was looking out of the window.

"Do you want me to take you?"

“……”

The moment the alcohol was on the head, Song Yining was obviously slow to react, she blinked, Mu Mu's gaze swept from top to bottom, and finally landed on the handsome angry face.

Something familiar.

It took her a long time to react before she pulled out some clues from the depths of her memory, and the corners of her lips pulled apart with a smile.

"Cat-Mi-"

The tone is light and soft, like a white sugar cake with sticky teeth.

Gu Chubai raised his eyebrows.

He turned sideways, and the moment he opened the door for Song Yining, he noticed that not far away, a figure was approaching.

At the bottom of his eyes, there was immediately a touch of gloomy color.

"Get in the car and take you to see the cats."

“！”

Song Yining obviously didn't understand anything, but in the subconscious soul feedback, only the word cat touched her.

With her big wet eyes like fragile glass, she took a step forward and got into the car.

Bang.

Gu Chubai closed the car door for her.

Gone from the dust.

There was a good woody aroma in the carriage, Song Yining curled up on the seat and half asleep, her extremely smooth long hair swaying slowly in the air with her movements.

The speed of the car was stable, which further aggravated Song Yining's sleepiness.

Until the car drove into the villa, she still didn't wake up.

Gu Chubai extinguished the fire.

He didn't make a move, only opened the window lightly and lit a cigarette.

The smell of grape smoke was lingering, spreading a blue-gray mist in the air, and the silence around was incomparable, only Song Yining was breathing at hand.

Tranquility, peace.

He turned his head and swept Song Yining's sleeping side face, but what was in his mind was that he had been drunk in southern Europe all these years.

Power, money, temptation, depravity.

He tried what should have and what shouldn't.

I thought my heart was barren, and I would never have a primitive impulse for anything anymore.

But now.

He smiled, his expression extremely open.

……

When you wake up again.

It was late at night.

Song Yining rubbed his eyes, his gaze swept over the slightly unfamiliar environment around him, and he struggled to get up from the soft bed.

Can be a second.

She felt a stream of heat gurgling deep into her lower abdomen.

Immediately, most of his face turned red.