It's just that the banquet was staggered, and they toasted together, but she didn't drink a sip of wine.

On this occasion, seeing that the entire Qi family was bustling, she held the lemonade in the glass with her empty hand, and suddenly understood the reason why Fang Ci didn't drink-

People can't get drunk when they want to escape.

Qi Run turned his head to look at her, then remembered what happened on Saturday and asked, "By the way, the housekeeper of the Wen family's old mansion called me on Saturday and said that you drank too much?" Sitting in front of someone's house and refusing to leave? What happened next? ”

Following this, Chen Qiaoyue first remembered Li Youxian's leather shoes.

Stepping in the rain, wet by the night rain, reflecting the dim light of the street lamp.

“…… No, Ginger Candy took me home along the way. ”

"Oh," Qi Run glanced at her, "pay attention, I don't want to be at a cocktail party in the future, and people joke with me that Mrs. Qi is a drunkard, isn't this a joke?" ”

Chen Qiaoyue closed her eyes, endured it, gritted her teeth and pretended to be a smirk, "...... So, I haven't drunk it today. ”

Qi Runqi really didn't care about her answer at all, and continued, "Let's go together later." ”

What's the matter, it's also the old house of the Qi family, if the two of them go separately, they won't look good.

"No," Chen Qiaoyue stroked her hair, "I still have an appointment with Jiang Tang." ”

"That's right, Jiang Tang and Zhan Cheng are about to get married, right? Zhancheng is also so unrecognizable, and it doesn't hurt that you have more sets of ginger candy, go ahead, swipe my card. ”

Chen Qiaoyue took the card and put it in her handbag, endured until the banquet was finally over, and then went straight to the nightclub.

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As soon as Wen Zhiyan's words came out, Fang Ci's back tensed.

She looked up at him.

The color of the eyes is probably complex and pure, complex in the tension, impulsiveness, and the throbbing of wanting to be plundered and possessed by him, pure, those emotions are all flowing love.

Her eyes have always been calm and waveless, and her amber pupils always look unwarm, and she rarely has such a straightforward look.

Wen Zhiyan lowered his eyes and his throat tightened.

After a while, the meaning sneered inexplicably, "...... Let's go back and talk about it. ”

She knew him well, and she could tell at a glance that his eyes were the same as the look he had seen the next morning as he sat on the sofa by the window after she had seduced him to sleep the other day.

Squinted, as if he had figured out how to dismantle her and eat her.

Fang Ci has always been surrounded by Wen Zhiyan in his arms, one with his face upturned and the other with his neck lowered, talking very closely, and anyone can see this extremely exclusive intimacy.

Liang Xiuyong's face was fine, just chatting with Li Youxian and them, Liang Yun'er was originally staying with a few little sisters at the other end of the box, and a few people bit their ears and said for a while, and then stood up, quite a bit of a menacing posture, came to this end, and stomped her feet with her brother to express dissatisfaction.

Her brother patted her on the head and whispered a few words of reassurance.

Zhan Cheng is also like the deputy of the host, Wen Shao, who has always taken the lead in leading the topic to ensure that everyone is not left out in the cold.

The topic gradually deviated, and I didn't know where to talk, Zhan Cheng also said very firmly, "If you want to talk about love, you should be called second, and no one dares to call it first." ”

Wen Zhiyan felt hot, just got up and took off the jacket of the casual suit, ripped off the thin black tie, and was supporting the bar with one hand, slightly tilting his chin to unbutton the shirt one by one, hearing this, he glanced at Zhan Chengyi and chuckled, "...... How do you say that? ”

dared to make fun of him so blatantly, and he could still get him to answer in person, except for Zhan Chengyi, there was no one else.

A few years ago, topics such as love and feelings were all taboos for him, and no one dared to rush in front of him.

"Not to mention how much money you spent on Fang Ci, after all, spending money is the easiest," Zhan Cheng also smiled, "Just say, how long have you liked her?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he added, "I have never seen such a long-term relationship." ”

Wen Zhiyan unbuttoned his two buttons and sat back on the sofa, his white shirt propped up with broad shoulders and sunk into the back of the crimson flannel.

It was a rare opportunity to spy on his private affairs, and everyone stared at him without blinking.

He folded his legs, his arms lazily folded, and sneered softly, "What do you want to do with me again?" ”

Zhan Cheng also smiled, looked at the bartender behind the bar, snapped his fingers, and said, "Richard." ”

The bartender answered, laughing, "I'm ready." ”

He emerged from behind the bar with a tray lined up with a neat row of wine glasses.

The wine is light.

"Just a few drinks in a few years."

Zhan Cheng also took the lead in coaxing.

Smelling the feast, he raised his hand and picked up a cup.

With your chin tilted slightly, slide your Adam's apple up and down to swallow the wine.

Zhancheng is not too big of a deal, clapping his hands and counting one, two, three.

Count to seven.

After drinking seven cups, a thin layer of red appeared on Wen Zhiyan's face.

Although the degree is not high, but after seven glasses in a row, the wine will definitely be on the top.

He rested the back of his head and raised his hand to cover his eyes with his palm.

Zhan Cheng also applauded and cheered, and did not forget to help him explain: Wen Shao likes Fang Ci, and it has been six years and nine months now.

Everyone in the entire box heard this clearly.

All of them shook in their hearts, and when they looked at Fang Ci again, their eyes changed their meanings, and if there were some inferior reverie speculations before, after hearing this, they all became shocked looks.

Liang Yun'er is probably the one with the most stiff face.

She realized that she was like a clown jumping off the beam.

When everyone didn't know it, between Wen Zhiyan and Fang Ci, it had already gone deep into the bone marrow.

Fang Ci had been silently watching Wen Zhiyan beside her, and at this time, his eyes swept over, and as soon as his gaze met, she immediately swallowed her throat unconsciously.

The dim light of the lampball in the corner of the bar fell on him, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and the bracelet was wrapped around his cold white wrist, and his whole posture was relaxed and hooked.

Merry and dangerous.

After everyone cheered, Zhan Cheng also shifted his goal.

Tonight, Lee Youxian seemed a little absent-minded, but after being ordered, he drank five glasses without saying a word.

When there was a lot of fun here, on the sofa, Wen Zhiyan pressed into Fang Ci's ears, and his voice was very low, grinding out a drunken grain, "...... I want to kiss you. ”

Her breath was hot, brushing through the back of her ear and neck, and she whispered, "Don't be here." ”

He was a little drunk, and if he really kissed, he was afraid that it would be difficult to brake, and the scene was indeed not suitable for being staged in front of so many people.

Wen Zhiyan chuckled and said, "I know. ”

Saying that, he himself didn't move, still holding her head with one palm, and his lips were in her ear.

Fang Ci couldn't stand it a little and pushed his shoulder, "You go wash your face and sober up." ”

I watched her for a few seconds, and I didn't think it was good when I heard it.

When you are slightly drunk, once the urge swells up, it is difficult to dissipate.

He obediently got up and went to the bathroom at the other end of the box.

Seeing that he was walking in a normal shape, he should not be too drunk, but he had not returned after going for a while, Fang Ci was a little relieved, so he still went over to take a look.

The bathroom was at the end of the corridor, and she had to pass through a dressing room first, and as soon as she walked around the corner of the corridor, she saw that the door of the dressing room was half open, and Wen Zhiyan was half-sitting on the dressing table, as if talking on the phone.

When he looked up at her, he hooked his fingers.

As soon as Fang Ci walked up to him, he stretched out his long legs, kicked the door with his leather shoes, and then pulled her between his legs.

The call was cut off, and the phone was rested on the table, making a slight bumping sound.

The dressing room was so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing.

There was only a light source from the mirror behind him.

Wen Zhiyan propped up the dressing table with his hands back, his upper body slanted lazily, his chin tilted slightly, and his eyelashes half down to look at her.

Xu was just to wash his hands conveniently, the sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up at his elbows, and he was propped up on the table at the moment, his forearms were flowing and beautiful muscle lines, and the bracelet hung down, hanging loosely on his wrist bones.

He didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly, his half-closed eyes full of lust.

Fang Ci did a few seconds of mental construction, put his hand on his shoulder, leaned over and kissed him.

When she pressed down, Wen Zhiyan closed her eyes, tilted her chin slightly, and opened her lips slightly to meet it.

There is no temptation for the lip flap to touch the lip flap, it is directly the tip of the tongue hooked to the tip of the tongue, and then left, both take a deep breath, and when they meet again, it is the grinding of the tongue and the tongue, rolling deep and heavy in each other's mouths.

Fang Ci couldn't help but whimper, subconsciously raised his hand, pinched his ear, and rubbed it indiscriminately.

The kiss became heavier and heavier, and she was unstable, almost falling on top of him, and in a panic her hand was about to grasp something, and she fell down, but she touched something that she shouldn't touch.

The temperature could be felt through both layers of fabric, and she retracted her hand like an electric shock.

At this time, Wen Zhiyan stepped back slightly, laughed softly, and said slowly, "...... Well, you're not familiar with it? ”

It's more than cooked.

In this world, apart from him, she is the only one who knows what it looks like.

Fang Ci couldn't hear this, so he was silent and said, "...... Nor particularly cooked. ”

She hadn't dared to look closely.

But as soon as she said this, she regretted it.

Sure enough, Wen Zhiyan's eyes darkened a little, meaning that he inexplicably pulled the corner of his lips, "...... Got it. ”

Fang Ci argued, "That's not what it meant. ”

The words were weak and pale.

Wen Zhiyan just laughed and didn't say anything more.

After coming out of the dressing room, he didn't stay long before he got up, took Fang Ci by the hand and said he wanted to go home.

Some people probably think that the master is gone, and it is boring to stay, so they follow and leave.

As the box on the second floor gradually emptied, Lee You-hyun sat alone in front of the bar for a while, sobered up a little, and then got up and buttoned his suit jacket and went downstairs.

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