It was a woman who was about the same height as Jiang Qiyan, wearing a shirt and trousers tightly wrapped, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, her hair was meticulously coiled, and her expression was impatient.

"You showed up just in time." Jiang Qiyan leaned lazily on his friend.

"I've been here for almost a month, and I've become a rabbit. I stayed up several nights to get this audit report done, and I'm sorry for myself if I don't come out for a drink. ”

Zhou Congee rolled up his sleeves, unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, loosened the grip, and the slightly curly hair poured down, and then took Jiang Qiyan's lipstick and painted it on his lips, and immediately transformed into a sexy stunner in the bright lights.

Feeling the unrelenting look of the man just now, she lifted the wine glass, made a toast gesture towards him, and after drinking it in one gulp, her eyes were provocative, and she kissed Jiang Qiyan directly on the face.

The man's expression was complicated, and he left in a huff.

Zhou Congee and Jiang Qiyan are both outstanding looks, and they are often accosted outside, and when they meet someone they don't like, they came up with this trick - pretending to be a couple, saving a lot of trouble.

"A hundred trials and tried."

Zhou Congee snapped his fingers happily.

"Huh."

Someone chuckled on the couch in the back.

Jiang Qiyan found that there was a person sitting there at some point, wearing a pair of gold-wire glasses, with a gentle temperament, looking at them playfully.

She looked at it unceremoniously, and always felt that this person was somewhat familiar.

"Ms. Jiang's foot injury is healed?" The man spoke first.

Jiang Qiyan said uncertainly: "White coat? ”

"It's me. Li Suiyu. He stood up and stretched out his hand, his expression teasing, "Together?" ”

Jiang Qiyan caught a glimpse of his friend's eyes narrowing under the lenses, understanding, and beckoned Li Suiyu to sit down.

"Why is Dr. Li here?"

"Business trip. Have a drink for two? ”

"Bring me a drink. She's going to fly tomorrow, there are rules. ”

Li Suiyu lifted the frame and said with a smile: "No problem, Ms. Jiang is a flight attendant?" ”

"That's right, what about Doctor Li guess me?"

Zhou Congee took off her pretending flat mirrors, her beauty was unobstructed, and a pair of apricot eyes looked at the man with great interest.

Li Suiyu's fingers lightly buckled on the armrests of the sofa, and his eyes were more exploratory: "I want to hear it in detail." ”

You come and go is the most suitable game for adults, and after signaling to his friends, Jiang Qiyan left the space for the two of them and went to the bathroom alone.

When I came out, I was surprised to find that the location was empty.

Zhou Congee is a person, with a strong family background and strict family education, in order to strive for a few years of free time outside, self-reliance, never hesitate to meet those you like, and fully grasp the few years that can be indulged.

Jiang Qiyan finished his last sip of drink, tasteless, and prepared to go back to the hotel to sleep. The light flashed, and she always felt that someone was watching her, and she looked around, but she didn't notice anything wrong.

The temperature in Yanjing is lower than that in Hangzhou, and the wind blows with a hint of coolness.

Jiang Qiyan didn't bring a coat, rubbed his arms, and his shoulder blades trembled on his bare back, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

The alley was deep, the street lights were flickering on and off, and she slowly walked towards the intersection, her expression gradually condensed, and there were footsteps behind her.

Someone in the darkness extinguished a cigarette butt, and the meaning of his eyes was unclear.

Jiang Qiyan's pace slowed down, and his whole body tensed.

When he felt the man climb up, he grabbed his wrist with his left hand, stabilized the lower plate, and struck back with his right elbow.

The person who came reacted quickly, arched his back, wrapped his palm around her elbow, and came up from the left side, exhaling on the side of her neck with the smoke of cedar: "Is this your greeting gift?" ”