Wangqing's face was indifferent and cold, but when she lazily tilted on the sofa and looked at people with her eyes, it seemed like a different person.

Even the black moles at the corners of the eyes seem to be provocative and sinful.

If the other men had surrendered long ago, Van Wenting was not an ordinary master.

He looked at the reflection on the glass window, which belonged to Wangqing's back.

Adam's apple micro-movement.

Wangqing followed his line of sight.

I saw him staring at a black shadow that looked like himself, his eyes were sharp and difficult.

Eyes met, and the air seemed to be frozen in a stalemate.

Those eyes seemed to penetrate her skin and glimpse her festering heart.

She was so busy retracting her gaze that she couldn't even breathe a little softer.

The one who disarmed and surrendered and collapsed was her.

Suddenly, the tip of the nose has a familiar and unfamiliar fragrance.

At some point, Van Winting had already approached her.

"Where?"

Wangqing raised her lips and breathed steadily, "My family." ”

Van Wenting's gaze was glued to Wangqing, like a hunting poisonous snake, spitting out a letter, waiting for the other party's consciousness to be the weakest.

"How many am I?"

"What?"

"This is the first time you've hooked up with a guy this way?"

Van Wenting stood up, buttoned up, and his waistcoat outlined his lean waist.

Wangqing raised her eyes, and her gaze was right on his......

She swallowed, and from this angle, he couldn't see Van Winting's expression clearly.

I don't know if it's her delusion, the aura around him is a little colder.

Wangqing bit her lip.

Although I don't want to defend myself, the man's words sound very uncomfortable.

"That night, you didn't feel it, were you the first?"

Before she could finish speaking, she was dragged into his hard embrace.

The body stiffens instantly.

The knee-jerk reaction can never deceive people.

She didn't like his approach, but she took the initiative to tease.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Van Wenting raised the corners of his eyes, close to her earlobe, and his deep voice revealed a faint pity, "Take it easy, I remember that night, you weren't like this, if you want to seduce people, you have to be a little professional, huh?" ”

As he spoke, he took her into his arms.

Seamless and intimate.

Wangqing curled her fingers.

It's a terrible feeling to be seen through.

*

The car ran wildly all the way, and soon arrived at the downstairs of the apartment rented by Wangqing.

Wangqing didn't expect that Van Wenting actually agreed to go home with her.

On the contrary, it made her a little at a loss.

Once inside, she poured a glass of water and took a big sip.

Van Wenting stood at the entrance and said nonchalantly: "Slippers." ”

Wangqing flipped through the pages for a long time and found a pair of disposable slippers from the hotel.

"Sorry, that's the only one."

Van Wenting glanced at her lightly, reluctantly accepting.

"What to drink, whiskey, sake, beer?"

"You drink a lot."

"Not often, just occasional indulgence."

Of course, Wangqing couldn't say that in order to get him drunk, she ordered a refrigerator of wine that afternoon.

Van Winting sat on the couch and played with his wine glass, "Like, that night?" ”

Wangqing's eyes darkened, obviously not wanting to talk about this topic.

She looked towards Van Winting, not noticing that there was an extra woman in the corner, approaching step by step.

Before she could react, the woman had already grabbed her shoulder, and the dagger in her hand was about to stab her waist.

"Be careful!"

Wangqing's face turned pale, and she seemed to smell blood in the air.

She lowered her head, only to see a glimmer of blood gushing out from the fingers of one hand.

It's the hand of Van Winting.

The knife-wielding woman's voice was terrible, "You ruined my life, you gave me death!" ”