Inside the box of the feast clubhouse.

There were some problems with the work of the law firm today, Yan Chu was upset, and he had already drunk three glasses of spirits in a row.

Her friend Qin Sang accompanied her on the side, and called a few male public relations to come over to accompany her for a drink.

The male public relations are obedient and sensible, and intimately pour wine and massage for Yan Chu.

God didn't seem to think that Yan Chu was annoyed enough, she just picked up her phone here, and saw something bad again.

Her husband made the front page of the No. 1 gossip tabloid in Nancheng again.

The photo in the news was taken at Nancheng Airport, and the time to see it was this afternoon.

A tall man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, even when he has just stepped off the plane, he is meticulous in his outfits.

And next to him stood a woman in an OL suit, in the photo, the woman is taking off her suit for the man.

Although only a side face is exposed, it can be seen that the woman's eyes are gentle and considerate.

Yan Chu sneered when he saw it.

Her legal husband had returned home, and she knew about it from gossip news.

Qin Sang also saw the photo: "Song Yan didn't tell you when he returned to China? ”

Yan Chu acquiesced.

Qin Sang saw the photo of the woman taking off her suit for Song Yan, and scolded: "What an adulterer and adulteress." ”

Yan Chu pressed the phone screen, out of sight and out of mind.

Qin Sang: "Song Yanhui doesn't give you face so much, don't get used to him, why should you guard him in this kind of nominal marriage!" Have enough fun tonight! ”

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Yan Chu drank a little high, and his body was shaky.

But soon he was gently held by the arm.

It was the male PR that Qin Sang helped her order tonight.

Yan Chu was busy and upset before, and he didn't look at his appearance carefully, but when he looked closely, he realized that he was very delicate.

The bookish atmosphere is very strong.

Drunk and hazy, she seemed to see the shadow of another person through him.

Yan Chu was hot-headed, and his soft fingers touched his chin, "Will you go with me tonight?" ”

With the warm nephrite in his arms, the young male publicist was easily provoked to lose his breath and swallowed his saliva heavily.

His arms had unconsciously wrapped around her waist, and his voice was hoarse, "It's my honor." ”

The male public relations hugged the drunken Yan Chu and walked in the direction of the stairs.

After only a few steps, he was suddenly blocked by a figure.

The man was taller than him and oppressive.

"This ......" The male publicist only had time to say three words, and the woman in his arms had been dragged away by the man.

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Yan Chu was thrown into the back seat of the off-road with a strong force.

Her back hit the doorknob, and a pain cleared her mind.

At this time, the culprit had also gotten into the car.

There were no lights on in the car, only the light from the outside shone in, and spots of light were reflected on Song Yanhui's angular face.

He was still wearing the same shirt he had worn at the airport in the afternoon, and he had a pair of gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose.

Yan Chu just wanted to scold him for being a "Sven scum", but Song Yanhui's hand suddenly reached her chest.

Song Yanhui's fingertips were very cold, and Yan Chu's body trembled, which made it easier for him to move.

The button on his shirt was not unbuttoned, but he weighed it as if he was playing with it.

Yan Chu felt humiliated: "Song Yan is not indecent when you return to you?" Fuck off, don't touch me...... Not! ”

Song Yan pulled out his hand and reached out to her mouth, and the other arm carried her to her lap.

The small suit on Yan Chu's body was taken off by Song Yanhui, and the milky white silk shirt button inside was also unbuttoned to the third one, and the skin on his chest was so white that it was reflective.

When the person sat on Song Yanhui's lap, the hip skirt of the lower body was rolled up, the fleshy thighs were exposed, and the slender ankles were resting on the trousers of his suit.

The tiger squeezed her chin and suddenly exerted force.

It seemed to be punishing her for her insulting remarks just now.

Yan Chu's painful whimpering and rapid breathing were infinitely amplified in the quiet carriage.