Moritsuru Clubhouse.

Zhao Yingchuan sat on the sofa in the corner, his two excessively long legs overlapped on the low table in front of him, and the retro wall lamp above his head, the light poured down, just shrouding him in the dim light.

He wore a black dark shirt with an unbuttoned collar to reveal his slender neck and looming collarbones and chest.

With a silver clavicle chain around his neck, he inadvertently exudes a bit of lust and sexiness.

He held a half-burned cigarette between his fingers, glanced at Pan Yang, who hung up the phone, and smiled.

"That's it! I'll see if that blonde hottie last night is your wife! ”

Pan Yang still couldn't believe what Zhao Yingchuan said before, and took out his mobile phone to click on the video recorded last night.

In the video, a woman with long blond hair and a suspender tight-fitting mini leather skirt is dancing on the dance floor, every movement moving to the rhythm and melody of the music.

It's like a stunner in the dark night.

"Can this be the same person as Muxi's native girl?"

Pan Yang sighed, and before the video was finished, the phone was snatched away.

Zhao Yingchuan looked at it, "You recorded it?" ”

"Aang!" As soon as Pan Yang finished answering, he saw Zhao Yingchuan delete the video, and he snatched back his mobile phone, "Damn, Lao Tzu recorded a video, what the are you doing?" Isn't it time to sleep one night and sleep out of feelings, right? ”

Zhao Yingchuan glanced at him and reminded him lightly: "She is my Zhao Yingchuan's wife." ”

"Hey, I haven't seen you treat her as a wife before!" Pan Yang sneered, spread out on the sofa and squinted at Zhao Yingchuan, and said thoughtfully: "But...... If that hot girl last night was really Muxi, why did you say she dressed herself up like that? Obviously a pretty girl, does she like to be ugly? That shouldn't be...... Or do you like to be ugly in front of you and deliberately annoy you? ”

Zhao Yingchuan: "When did I get bored?" ”

"I didn't see how much you liked that." Pan Yang bumped him on the shoulder, "Eh, but seriously, does it really feel different after sleeping?" My wife has changed from a local girl to a hot girl, do you want to have a love after marriage? Zhao Yingchuan smoked between his fingers, and said casually: "Isn't it boring lately, just have some fun." ”

Pan Yang seemed to suddenly think of something, his expression suddenly paused, and he thought for a few seconds and said, "By the way, I heard that your heart and soul baby will be back soon." ”

Zhao Yingchuan laughed slowly: "I have a lot of sweethearts, which one are you talking about?" ”

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When Muxi arrived at Senhe, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

In the box, there are not many people left, and it is deserted in vain.

Slow but ambiguous music flows in the air after the smoke and alcohol, and urban men and women get together in twos and threes, or talk and laugh or flirt.

Mu Xi looked around, and only then did he see Zhao Yingchuan in the innermost corner of the box...... and a fair-skinned, beautiful, big-breasted, thin-waisted woman, intimately leaning together and talking.

The woman, curled up with slender legs, leaned sideways, held Zhao Yingchuan's arm with both hands, rested her chin on Zhao Yingchuan's shoulder, and whispered something in his ear.

Zhao Yingchuan's eyelids were slightly closed, as if he was amused by the woman's words, and there was a few scattered smiles at the corners of his mouth, looking romantic and amorous.

At this time, the woman seemed to be fascinated by his laughter, stared at it for two seconds, and couldn't help but raise her neck, wanting to kiss the man's thin smiling lips.

However, the man seemed to notice something, and tilted his head to dodge.

He lowered his eyelids and looked at the slightly dissatisfied woman, lowered his head and put it to her ear, his thin lips moved a few times, and then his eyelids lifted, and his gaze fell on Mu Xi accurately.

When the woman heard the man's words, she followed Zhao Yingchuan's line of sight.

She stared at Mu Xi for a while, then put it in Zhao Yingchuan's ear, and whispered with a smile: "Brother Chuan, you didn't lie to me, are you, is she really your wife?" ”

It was a whisper, but Muxi heard every word clearly.

Zhao Yingchuan didn't speak, a pair of narrow eyes soaked in wine, looking at her with a somewhat intoxicating smile.

Mu Xi's cheeks puffed, his lips pursed, he rushed up angrily, lifted the woman away from Zhao Yingchuan, crossed his hands on his waist, and said angrily: "That's right, I'm his wife!" Stay away from my husband! ”

The woman sat up from the sofa, she didn't expect Mu Xi to do it directly in front of Zhao Yingchuan, her face sank slightly, and she was about to have a seizure, but she suddenly calmed down.

Rourou looked at Zhao Yingchuan weakly, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Chuan......"

"Since Ah Xi asked you to stay away from me, then you should stay away from me, good~" Zhao Yingchuan pinched her face, and her drunken voice was low and sultry.

The woman was slightly stunned, and came back to her senses, but saw that Zhao Yingchuan had withdrawn her hand, stood up with a swaying figure, and put her arm on Mu Xi's shoulder, and most of the weight was pressed on Mu Xi's body.

"Wife, listen to your ......"

The warm breath ironed his ears, Mu Xi's body trembled lightly twice with a conditioned reflex, and then hurriedly reached out to hug the man's thin and tight waist, and asked softly: "Husband, how are you, can you stand?" ”

While pulling away, dodging the man's exhalation.

"Hmm." Zhao Yingchuan snorted through his nose.

Muxi: "......"

The weight on his shoulders sank a little more.

Mu Xi glanced at the stunned woman, and said very proudly: "Did you hear it, my husband said it, and he listened to me." The next time you appear in front of my husband, I'll strip you naked and throw it out! ”

The woman rolled her eyes and snorted.

Obviously, Muxi's intimidation was not threatening in her eyes.

Mu Xi also ignored her anymore, hugged the huge thing pressing on her body, and said in a sweet and greasy voice: "Husband, I'll take you home." ”

The drunk man was dead, Zhao Yingchuan's height of nearly one meter nine and his weight of seventy or eighty kilograms made Mu Xi unable to straighten his waist and raise his head.

But Zhao Yingchuan is still restless, caressing the sensitive points on her body intentionally or unintentionally, and her voice is confusing: "Baby's heart." ”

Mu Xi knows that Zhao Yingchuan's babies and hearts are too many to count, but whenever he is a beauty, he calls other people's babies and livers.

But she was the only one who never called her that.

Before today, Zhao Yingchuan even directly ignored her existence.

It took a lot of effort to get Zhao Yingchuan into the car, and she gasped and stared at Zhao Yingchuan for a while.

At this moment, the man's eyes were closed, and the street light outside the window reflected on his face without the slightest blemish, as if it was coated with a layer of dim yellow soft light.

Long eyebrows into the sideburns, excellent eyebrow bones, the bridge of the nose is even more excellent, although the lip flap is thin, but it is just right to grow on such a face.

Mu Xi's gaze couldn't help but go down, sweeping over the slender neck, the bulging Adam's apple, and finally landing on the collarbone under the open neckline.

The silver clavicle chain fell on the jade-colored skin, and it was too sexy to say.

How can a man look like this. Mu Xi was indignant in his heart, and slapped the drunken man's bewitching face, "Who is your precious heart?" ”

But I didn't want to, this slap woke up the man who had just quieted down.

The light inside the car was dim, and the man's narrow eyes were clear and dark, like a beast dormant in the deep forest in the middle of the night, and every eye carried endless danger.

Mu Xi didn't expect Zhao Yingchuan to wake up suddenly, and the expression on his face didn't have time to converge, and he froze on his face.

Suddenly, his thin lips were lowered, and he dragged his wine-soaked voice and said slowly, "You hit me?" ”

"I ......"

Mu Xi's role was a little too different for a while.

At this moment, a silver light flickered in front of her eyes, and a huge black shadow enveloped her.