Wen Zhiyan sneered, "According to that, didn't Li Youxian also introduce you to you?" Bypassing me, you are innocent and independent? ”

Fang Ci was silent, what he said did make sense.

Wen Zhiyan rubbed his fingers against her chin and concluded, "...... Accepting help is not the same as weakness. ”

Fang Ci nodded silently and whispered, "I understand," paused and added, "...... Thank you for telling me that. ”

Wen Zhiyan laughed, "After all, I can't bear you for nothing." ”

It's teasing her again.

Fang Ci glanced at him.

The waiter knocked on the door again and came in to serve the food.

The current posture of the two was really indecent, and Fang Ci immediately buried his face in his neck socket.

The waiter lowered his eyebrows the whole time, didn't look much, didn't say a word, and immediately withdrew after serving.

Wen Zhiyan leaned back, the back of his head rested on the back of the sofa, and laughed.

When laughing, the Adam's apple rolled up and down, very lustful.

Fang Ci was still lying on top of him, her fingertips touching the top of his Adam's apple, where there were no signs of tattoos, and she couldn't help but ask, "...... When I wash it, does it hurt? ”

"It doesn't hurt."

"It's impossible not to hurt."

Hearing the feast, there was no sound.

That little pain was not as good as half a point for her to leave him.

Fang Ci didn't ask any more questions, only stretched out his arms around his neck and pressed tightly against him.

She whispered, "Are you still eating?" ”

Wen Zhiyan was silent, "...... Go home. ”

Fang Ci was about to ask why, but she noticed the abnormality, she couldn't believe it, "...... You? ”

Wen Zhiyan lazily propped up his head and sneered, "What am I." ”

Fang Ci stepped back, avoiding it.

Wen Zhiyan raised his arm to protect her back, and said with a smile, "Lao Tzu can't see you crying, as soon as you cry, Lao Tzu will-"

Before the words came out, she covered her mouth with her palm.

Chapter 42

November 16th was Friday.

Early in the morning, when Wen Zhiyan went to work, Fang Ci was still asleep.

Everything was so good last night, and now standing by the bed, looking at her while arranging the cufflinks, he even had the illusion of being newly married.

It was probably that conversation at the teahouse opened her up to some kind of knot, and she was particularly active last night.

On the way back, she was obviously drowsy, but when she arrived at the master bedroom of the old villa, she grabbed his tie, took the initiative to kiss him on tiptoe, and sent everything she had into the palm of his hand.

So it went from the door of the master bedroom to the shower and then to the bed.

Fiery, colliding.

Thinking about it this way, on his 26th birthday, he spent his time there at zero and twenty-four, both at midnight and at 24 o'clock.

It probably doesn't get any more perfect than that.

Wen Zhiyan lowered his eyes and laughed silently, knelt on one knee on the sheets, reached into the bed, and grabbed her waist and dragged her over.

Fang Ci didn't wake up at this movement.

Until the kiss fell, the gray pigeon was as soft as fluff, she didn't open her eyes, and subconsciously raised her hand to stroke his hair.

There is a cold touch on the neck.

It was the bracelet on his right wrist.

The coldness gradually slipped through the silk nightdress and stopped.

With two fingers together, the joints are curled up, and there is a slight agitation.

Fang Ci snorted lightly and rubbed back to hide.

Can't hide.

The hum also became lower and longer.

Wen Zhiyan raised his left wrist and looked at his eye, there was not enough time, but ......

He was well-dressed and held her by the side of the waist to lift her up.

-

After getting up, Fang Ci first went back to the China World Trade Hotel and checked in with the team.

Aside from the feast, this temporary two-month business trip is her project after all, and she must face the team with a professional standard and attitude. Provide legal guidance to get the best offer.

In the afternoon, return to Senhe Mansion.

was immediately pulled by Fang Niannian to pack up his things.

Dr. Tan enrolled Fang Niannian in a rehabilitation class, which was made up of psychogenic aphonia patients who met once a week for vocal exercises.

In order to involve family members as well, it is stipulated that each patient should bring at least two family members.

Fang Ci and Yang Shumei both followed.

The site is a manor-type villa outside the 5th Ring Road.

The form of the exercise is somewhat similar to the mutual aid group in Europe and the United States, where everyone gathers around and with the help of their families, they speak out while gesturing and telling their own stories of losing their voices.

So many people, gathered together, make sounds similar to human language, that kind of scene, if you don't really experience it, I'm afraid it's hard to imagine.

The eardrums were buzzed by these sounds, and Fang Ci looked up at the night sky.

Through the glass of the flower room, the night sky is only a hazy darkness.

It's like the end of the world.

It was at this time that her phone shook.

"Smell the Feast: Pack up and move over tomorrow"

Fang Ci almost didn't hesitate and replied.

During the two-month time frame, she wanted to spend as much time as possible with him. Especially at this moment, in this place that seemed to be the end of the world, her desperate mood to meet him reached its peak.

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After getting off work on Friday, Wen Zhiyan went directly to the two-story red brick house on the edge of the Fourth Ring Road.

It's an old rule, on the first night of the birthday party, drink with a few close friends.

When he arrived, Zhan Cheng had already drunk it first.

There were also a few people who were playing billiards with cigarettes in their mouths.

Seeing him come upstairs, Zhan Cheng smiled and turned to the bartender and said, "Eh, now you can mix him that glass of 'Hanky Panky'." ”

The bartender immediately realized and said meaningfully, "Oh, that good girl is back?" ”

"But no," Zhan Cheng also quipped, "Wen Shao smashed a 200 million pound merger and acquisition project and got that little sister Fang back." He shook his head, "...... If I mess around with the company like this for the sake of feelings, my dad will probably go crazy. ”

Wen Zhiyan threw his coat on the hanger, didn't raise his eyes, and sneered, "You are the most obedient, even if Uncle Zhan gives you this right, you won't mess around like this." ”

Zhan Cheng also pressed the corners of his lips and nodded, "That's true, if it's about the wild road, you will definitely be the number one." ”

The bartender put his glass on the bar, greeted the others, and then sat down next to Zhan Chengyi.

His fingers clenched the glass and looked down at the clear liquor.

"By the way, have you ever given Sister Fang this wine?" Zhan Cheng also reasonably speculated, "...... Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to leave, and you won't drink this wine. ”

It was indeed drunk.

Wen Zhiyan remembered the first kiss he had with her before, next to the noisy box, pressed against the door, and the wine exchanged between lips and tongues.

The lips were close to each other, and the shiver was clear until now.

It was obviously the first time, but he followed his instinct and went deeper, exploring her body and her soul.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhiyan chuckled and shook his head, "It's a little weird...... Thinking about it at this moment, he felt that something was wrong, "...... I knew she wasn't a good girl, but she used to smoke and didn't drink at all. ”

On two occasions, she offered to tell him that she wanted to drink. Once he was kicked out of Fang's house by Qu Yingqiu, and once he met Qi Hongyuan, and he cried when he went downstairs.

It's all when I was shocked by a huge shock, and there was a sense of self-destruction in my expression that I wanted to indulge myself.

Zhan Cheng also looked at him for a moment and laughed, "...... You, you just don't have much contact with girls, and you don't understand such a simple truth. ”

He bent his fingers and tapped the table, "...... The one in my family, before being with me, once drank too much in a bureau where they were all acquaintances, and was almost jumped by that building, do you remember this deflated three? He took my little ginger to the hotel. ”

Hearing the feast, his eyes narrowed.

Zhan Cheng also continued, "While he was taking a bath, Xiao Jiang called me, and it happened that I was nearby, and when I arrived, Xiao Jiang was completely drunk and fainted, and the kid surnamed Lou was picking up her clothes. He lit a cigarette and watched the feast," ...... Got it, right? Even in the game of acquaintances, getting drunk has many unknown dangers for a girl. ”

He knocked on the cigarette ash, "According to my guess, there is a high probability that Little Sister Fang is insecure." Saying that, he shook his head, "The atmosphere in the circle is like this, and the Fang family is that status, she is estimated to be even more trembling, and she has to work hard in every game, where would she dare to drink too much." ”

Wen Zhiyan's heart sank.

He seemed to be blinded by blind spots.

He only thought that the two of them were not in the right household, so he would be fine if he walked to her against all odds, but he never put himself in her shoes.

Zhan Cheng was still saying, "My family is also slowly getting up, so I can empathize more, but you, Master Wen, were born to call the wind and rain from above, and I don't blame you, I can't understand what it's like to be at the bottom of this circle." ”

Last night he asked her to fan Liang Yun'er, she said that she was not qualified, and she said that no one in the Fang family or this circle respected her. She cried that once she returned to the circle, she was nothing.

Immediately afterward, countless scenes flashed through my mind.

At this moment, Wen Zhiyan suddenly understood that when she was going to break up four years ago, she said "I want to be free", the meaning of the so-called "freedom"-