Qin Lingzhu stretched out his hand: "Mr. Fu, look up for a long time." ”

Fu Min shook back: "Mr. Qin." ”

Li Suiyu watched the undercurrent of the two of them surging, his body leaned a little towards Zhou Congee, and he looked like he was watching a show, but she pinched it with his hand, and he covered his waist in pain.

Fu Min's female companion turned to the leisurely three, and her eyes fell on Li Suiyu first.

Li Suiyu stood up straight and smiled: "Auntie is so beautiful today, why didn't you see Uncle Fu?" ”

Jiang Qiyan was secretly surprised in his heart, this person could hardly see the traces of time, was he actually Li Suiyu's elder.

"He said he was a little uncomfortable and rested in the room." Li Yuqing looked at Zhou Congee, "Congee Congee is also looking good today." ”

Zhou Congee smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie." ”

Jiang Qiyan saw that they were in a good atmosphere, so he wanted to go out alone to breathe.

Li Yuqing's eyes caught her, and he asked with a smile, "Who is this?" ”

The two of them didn't know how to introduce them, and their faces were a little unnatural.

Jiang Qiyan: "Hello, my name is Jiang Qiyan. ”

Zhou Congee hurriedly said: "Auntie, Yanyan is my good friend." ”

"Surname Jiang?" Li Yuqing paused for a moment, no wonder someone's eyes were not quite right just now, "What a beauty." ”

Zhou Congee grabbed Jiang Qiyan, his palms sweating slightly.

Li Suiyu stepped forward and took Li Yuqing elsewhere.

"Auntie, we haven't seen each other for a long time, talk to me."

Jiang Qiyan looked at Zhou Congee suspiciously: "Who is she?" ”

Li Yuqing. Fu Zhen's current wife. ”

Jiang Qiyan choked, this drinking party is really not the place he should come.

She patted Zhou Congee's hand and said, "You go and accompany me, I'll go out to breathe." ”

Zhou Congee: "Okay, call me for something." ”

Jiang Qiyan went up to the second floor, the balcony was empty, she put her mind at ease and took a few deep breaths before she felt clear.

The breeze blows, and the sleeves swing.

Fortunately, Zhou Congee knew her very well and chose a long-sleeved skirt.

She could endure holding Qin Lingzhu through the fabric.

The cicada song gradually weakened, feeling that the time was almost up, and Jiang Qiyan was ready to go back.

A figure enveloped her, the smell of cedar mixed with the smell of wine, and dragged her into the room.

Fu Min's voice after drinking wine was less clear and more mellow: "Ms. Jiang, have you changed your seduction?" ”

Jiang Qiyan was pressed against him behind the door, his waist reached the handle, and he twisted uncomfortably.

Fu Min let go of her, walked into the room, sat down casually, and lit a cigarette.

The smell of nicotine spreads throughout the room.

Jiang Qiyan bit his lip, twisted his fingers, and walked over unconsciously.

"Fu Shao doesn't greet the guests, come here to hide from Qingjing?"

Fu Min slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and his eyes were playful: "Come and find my coat." ”

Jiang Qiyan was a little tired from stepping on high heels, and stepped on the carpet barefoot: "Fu Shao still needs that dress?" ”

Fu Min's eyes were deep, the scarlet between his fingers was bright, his throat rolled, and he spit out smoke rings and chuckled: "Poor." ”

There was silence for a while.

Someone walked around in the corridor, and Qin Lingzhu's voice came: "Miss Jiang, are you there?" ”

Jiang Qiyan wanted to go out with shoes on.

"That's leaving?" Fu Min's slightly hot palm pressed her back, and her jade-bony fingers climbed over the raised shoulder blades and climbed onto her thin shoulder peak, and the hot breath exhaled was mixed with a little dissatisfaction: "Slim down." ”

Jiang Qiyan froze in place and did not speak.

There was a gradual silence outside the door.

The sound of breathing in my ears became hotter and hotter, and the air in the room became hotter.

Footsteps outside started again, and this time the man stopped exactly outside their door.

Zhang Fan's tone was wrapped in a hint of anxiety: "Mr. Fu, something happened." ”