was coldly held by someone, Zhao Yilin was so frightened that she hurriedly withdrew her hand, her face was ashamed and embarrassed, but she didn't know what to do. Dust, Silk, Literature ↘, → Net

Seeing Zhao Yilin's reaction, Mr. Wang and the others did not feel unhappy, but felt that Zhao Yilin was very simple, and it was completely different from the bewitching sluts who came over with their faces just now, which also made Mr. Wang more eager to conquer Zhao Yilin.

With many years of experience in old fritters, Mr. Wang felt that Zhao Yilin was likely to be a virgin, and he couldn't imagine that he could taste the taste of virgin tonight, so he was excited when he thought about it.

"Come on, Xiao Zhao, let's have another drink, you feel free, just drink a little. ”

It seems to be a caring greeting, but in fact, there is a mystery inside, the glass of wine in Zhao Yilin's hand has basically gone down for the most part, and now every time she takes a sip, she is taking a step towards the abyss.

Xue Wentao and Zheng Youwei, who were sitting next to them, looked at each other and smiled, showing a sinister and cunning smile, waiting for the moment when they took off their clothes to appreciate this delicate and innocent beauty.

Because it's not the first time they've done something like this, most of the female staff who have been groomed by them before are holding back their anger in order to continue to stay in Zimei.

After all, when this matter spreads, it is not good for their reputation, and they believe that Zhao Yilin is the same type.

Although Zhao Yilin prevaricated, she couldn't persuade the three men to drink with a word, and even moved out the posture of the leader.

Zhao Yilin had no choice but to take another sip, but when she swallowed the wine, she suddenly felt the tip of her tongue tingle, and found that the wine in front of her was the same as white water.

Experienced people know that anyone who drinks to this level is absolutely drunk and confused, because the tongue has become numb, and even the spicy taste of the wine can no longer be tasted.

In the next master, Zhao Yilin had to be soft as if she had no bones, and she couldn't sit still at all, she just wanted to lie on the table and sleep well.

"I'm sorry...... Mr. Wang, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep......"

Zhao Yilin's consciousness was gradually stripped away, and her lack of banquet experience did not expect the terrible end of her sleep, but pushed away Wang Xilong's outstretched hands, and staggered to get up and go home to sleep.

Of course, Wang Xilong would not let go of this opportunity, and a fat hand grabbed Zhao Yilin's wrist violently and forcibly dragged her back to her seat.

Zhao Yilin's mind was dizzy, and her vision was even more blurry, but she vaguely saw the three men beside her staring at her with strange eyes.

Suddenly, Zhao Yilin felt a pair of hands poking into her abdomen, and continued to touch her upper chest along the abdomen.

Although she was drunk, Zhao Yilin still maintained a trace of sobriety in her body.

With an exclamation, Zhao Yilin hurriedly pushed away the salty pig hand that almost reached her chest, but found that the Mr. Wang sitting next to her had long since lost the temperament of a leader, but showed an obscene and obscene expression, staring straight at her chest with a pair of eyes, swallowing saliva from time to time.

Zhao Yilin hurriedly twisted her drowsy head and asked the two bosses next to her for help, but she didn't expect Zheng Youwei and Xue Wentao's expressions to be the same, as if they wanted to devour her whole person alive.

After perceiving the danger, Zhao Yilin's face turned pale with fright, and she hurriedly got up and ran towards the door of the private room.

But when she was drunk, she didn't have quick movements at all, but was dragged by Wang Xilong and pressed her to the seat.

Zheng Youwei had been pursuing Zhao Yilin before, but he didn't want this girl to be unethical at all, and he repeatedly refuted his face, which really annoyed her.

Zheng Youwei picked up the wine in front of Zhao Yilin, and said with a sinister smile: "Xiao Zhao, you want to go, no problem, drink your glass of wine before leaving, how can you leave the scene after drinking halfway, this is not quite in accordance with the law!"

Zhao Yilin almost cried, there was still half a glass of wine left in the glass, if she drank all of this, I am afraid she would have to get drunk to death, where could she leave.

"Who's going to save me......"

Zhao Yilin cried out in despair in her heart, hoping that before her will was gone, she could see the legendary Prince Charming come to her rescue.

Zheng Youwei didn't pay attention to Zhao Yilin's despair at all, but grabbed the glass and was about to pour the rest of the wine into Zhao Yilin's mouth, his face was extremely vicious and arrogant.

As soon as the glass touched Zhao Yilin's lips, she just struggled and saw a hand reach over and gently remove the glass next to her lips.

Seeing that the glass was taken away, Zhao Yilin was full of joy, and hurriedly looked up at the person who took the glass, but her vision was too blurry to see clearly.

Zheng Youwei saw that someone snatched his glass, and immediately became furious, turned around and yelled at the visitor: "Who dares to spoil Lao Tzu's good deeds......"

Halfway through his words, Zheng Youwei was suddenly stunned, staring at the man standing behind him with wide eyes.

Not only Zheng Youwei was stunned, but even Xue Wentao, who was sitting next to him, changed his face suddenly, and almost sat down directly on the ground from the chair.

Wang Xilong, who was dragging Zhao Yilin, looked angry, glanced at the man standing behind Zhao Yilin, and saw that he was not dressed very well, and he was young, so he didn't take him seriously at all.

"Who are you, go out, this is a business between our two companies, and it is a trade secret!" Wang Xilong shouted at Li Xuedong.

"Oh, talking about the company's business, trade secrets, who are you?" Li Xuedong ignored Zheng Youwei and Xue Wentao at all, but turned his attention to Wang Xilong.

Zheng Youwei, who was sitting next to him, hurriedly flattered him: "He...... He is Wang Xilong, the general manager of our Jiangzhou Xilong Textile Factory. ”

"Since it's about business, you can talk about it, why embarrass a girl?"

Li Xuedong glanced at Wang Xilong, and saw that his hand was still rubbing Zhao Yilin's little hand, and there was a fire in his heart, but he was extremely calm on the surface, silent, and carefully helped Zhao Yilin up from his seat.

Zhao Yilin felt a warm force around her, and quickly turned her head to look at the people around her, and found that the person who came turned out to be Li Xuedong.

"It's you!"

Zhao Yilin's blurred vision gradually became clearer, her hands wrapped around Li Xuedong's neck, and a smile of relief and relief escaped from the corner of her mouth.

Li Xuedong helped Zhao Yilin to a chair opposite, slammed his right arm on the table, and directly swept all the dishes and plates in front of him to the ground, making a crisp sound, which frightened Wang Xilong and the three people opposite.

Seeing this, the waitress who passed by the door was so frightened that he quickly poked his head in and asked what was going on.

"Get out!"

Li Xuedong turned around and roared at the man, and the entire box room was stunned, feeling like the air was about to explode.

(End of chapter)