He never dared to be so deviant, but it does not mean that he has no idea about this.

"Shen Kuan."

Zhang Mingmei called him coldly again.

Chen Kuan then came to his senses and immediately let go with guilt.

Zhang Mingmei glanced at him, turned around and left.

Chen Kuan stood in the crowd in disappointment.

The three people upstairs all felt that they were so heavy and broad when they watched the whole scene, and their momentum was indeed much different from Zhang Mingmei.

Zhang Mingmei came upstairs and saw all three people standing next to her. She knew that she had seen the meeting with Chen Kuan just now. She walked over and planned to find Zhuo Jian to continue drinking, but Su Bai stood in front of her: "It's fine if you are so arrogant in Fanxing, but don't do this outside."

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye watched from the side as transparent.

Zhang Mingmei looked up at him: "What am I going to do? Are you compromised?"

"You don't know how to do it. It doesn't matter if you are shaking your face and act arrogantly at Fanxing. Fanxing is your territory, but when there is no one outside to protect you, you have to know how to endure. Contact me first. It's not too late to wait until I go."

“…”

"I don't have any other thoughts about you. As my personal doctor, you can't get into trouble."

"What can happen to me?"

"You just turned your head and wanted to leave. If you meet someone who is so angry outside, why don't you beat you up?"

"At worst, it's just a death."

Zhang Mingmei said.

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye were listening to each other, and they felt that Su Bai was suffering, but it was good that someone would always cure him.

"Are you so unafraid of death?"

"I have no family, and my master died a few years ago. If something goes wrong, I will take it as a way to accompany him in advance."

"you……"

"What are you? You are reluctant to leave?"

Zhang Mingmei tiptoed to approach him and suddenly asked.

Su Bai's old face froze: "Nothing nonsense."

Then he turned around and entered the private room.

Fu Yanye looked at him like that but couldn't help laughing.

The person who once got drunk for his wife should have got drunk soon for another woman, which is great.

Fu Yanye looked down at Zhuo Jian. Seeing that she admired Zhang Mingmei so much, she couldn't help frowning. She suddenly hugged Zhuo Jian tightly and whispered: "You and Zhang Mingmei are not suitable for being friends."

Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Dear, your wife is twenty-five years old."

No longer need to tell her if this person is suitable for making friends.

Just like it.

She felt that Zhang Mingmei's distinctive personality was simply too satisfying.

What Zhang Mingmei said was all the things she had never dared to say.

The first time Fu Yanye heard her call her dear, she was so soft but she felt chill all over.

Zhang Mingmei looked at Su Bai entering the private room and said to Zhuo Jian: "Let's go back and continue drinking?"

"good!"

Zhuo Jian agreed, gently pushed Fu Yanye away and left with Zhang Mingmei again.

Fu Yanye couldn't help but sneer, laughing at him, thinking to himself, drink more Mrs. Fu.

It was not until almost eleven o'clock that Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye left Fanxing. Zhuo Jian's face turned red when he drank, but he looked quite steady and calm before leaving Fanxing.

Just as soon as I went out, I started to lose my state.

Fu Yanye carried her into the car and hugged her. After the driver drove, he looked down at her and said, "How much did you drink?"

"Just one bottle."

Zhuo Jian raised a finger.

When Fu Yanye saw her gentle finger, he sighed unconsciously.

"fine."

He hugged him a little tighter.

Zhuo Jian struggled for a while, his eyes couldn't open: "Fu Yanye, don't hold me so tightly, it's uncomfortable."

Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at her soft-slimming in her arms, thinking, no matter how uncomfortable you are, can you be as uncomfortable as mine?

He didn't relax until he saw that her eyes were crystal clear, and gently stroked her arm and murmured: "Is this light enough?"

"It's too light, don't you want me anymore?"

Zhuo Jian muttered.

Fu Yanye was so upset, what was he saying?

The two returned to Shengyuan, and Fu Yanye put her on the big bed and lay on her, "I'll go and put the bath water, and then go to bed after taking a shower."

Zhuo Jian nodded in a daze. At this time, the flush on her face had become even more intense. Alcohol played its best, making her mind confused.

At the same time, Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang. Zhang Mingmei's phone call suddenly, Zhuo Jian suddenly got up, looked around, found his bag at the end of the bed, opened it and took out the phone from it, and immediately picked up the word "My Sister Mingmei" and lay down at the end of the bed: "Sister, I'm home."

"It's good that you get home. You're not drunk?"

Zhang Mingmei listened to her voice and asked worriedly. Su Bai just told her that Zhuo Jian had a bad alcohol tolerance.

“A little bit.”

Zhuo Jian smiled foolishly, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Zhang Mingmei: "Where is your husband?"

"Husband? Husband?"

Zhuo Jian murmured, shouting all over the room.

Fu Yanye ran out of the bathroom and thought something had happened.

Zhuo Jian saw him with his squinting eyes and said to the person on the phone with a silly smile: "He is."

"That's good, then you'll die."

Zhang Mingmei said.

"Okay, goodbye to Sister Mingmei."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he threw away his phone and lay down at the end of the bed and fell into a coma.

Fu Yanye stood at the bathroom door and sighed helplessly, walked forward, "Go and take a shower."

Zhuo Jian was gone, but his red face and every inch of beautiful skin left him without a temper, but his adrenaline kept soaring.

His gentle fingers gently unbuttoned her shirt, and without unbuttoning one more, his heartbeat became even harder.

The woman's damn magic made him lie with her at the end of the bed, kissing her lips gently while murmuring: "Baby."

"Um?"

Zhuo Jian didn't open his eyes for a moment and agreed in a daze.

"Say you love me."

Zhuo Jian was itchy when he was kissed, twisted under his body, and tried hard to turn around and go to bed.

I can't hear clearly any longer.

Fu Yanye's lips brushed across her face, and he lay there looking at her in disappointment.

The lights in the room were warm, and the tall man at the end of the bed slowly approached the woman's back, then his forehead was against the back of her neck, and he was silent.

I don’t know how long it took, when the room was quiet enough, he suddenly got up, picked up the sleeping person again, and went to the bathroom.

——

At twelve o'clock at night, when the stars were still in their prime, the men and women twisting in the dance floor on the first floor were releasing their pressure and charm.

Zhang Mingmei took the initiative to find Su Bai's room and saw Su Bai lying on the bed smoking. Once she closed the door, the lively sound outside had nothing to do with them.

Su Bai looked up at her, his heart stagnated, and then he pretended to get up: "Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Mingmei walked up to him, took his cigarette from his lips, took it into his mouth and took a sip.

Su Bai looked at her and suddenly couldn't say anything irritable in the dark space.

Zhang Mingmei kicked him in the leg, and he consciously stepped on.
Chapter completed!