Brother I was wrong again

Yan Mingsu stared at Wu Xiaoya whose face was slightly flushed, secretly proud of himself.

Thanks to his cleverness, these wine glasses were all drugged, but his glass was not drugged.

This pink little thing, it seems that the family has always been very simple, not even the consciousness of a pervert, alas, he drank up the wine as soon as he brought it.

Wu Xiaoya struggled to identify the words on the agreement, using her more and more stiff brain cells to analyze one by one, whether it was beneficial to her, after more than ten minutes passed, the agreement was read, but Wu Xiaoya also choked out sweat.

"It's really hot..." Wu Xiaoya let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his fat paws, looked at Yan Mingsu and said, "Can you sign?"

"Well, please." Yan Mingsu handed over a pen.

Wu Xiaoya reached out to pick it up, oh my god, what's going on, does this pen have a grudge against her?

"What's wrong with you, little thing?" Yan Mingsu narrowed his eyes, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

He obviously didn't move at all, it was her own hands waving around.

drunk?

Or did the aphrodisiac take effect?

"Damn stinky turtle! Are you trying to annoy me? Why are you shaking your pen all the time! It's annoying!"

"Pfft!" Yan Mingsu couldn't help laughing, stood up suddenly, stepped over to Wu Xiaoya's side, sat down next to her, stretched his arms around her shoulders, and blew the wind in her ear, "Honey, you drunk……"

Ahhh, her head is so heavy... She wants to fall asleep and fall asleep... But why is she still feeling fuzzy, she wants to do something, she is so inexplicable about what to do, anyway, she wants to scratch her chest, or find someone Go to a cool place to freeze, she thinks she might burn if she takes a breath.It's uncomfortable, it's indescribably uncomfortable, at this moment, smelling the masculine breath from Yan Mingsu's body, she actually finds it so bewitching, she wants to smell it again, sniff it hard, it's best to sniff it on his chest...

"Not drunk! I... I'm not drunk! Hehe, it's just hot... It's so hot... Hee hee, I want to marry you, Sensen..."

Wu Xiaoya shrugged in Yan Mingsu's arms, her little hairy head rubbing against Yan Mingsu's blood.

"Huh? Sensen? Is it a person's name?" Who is Sensen? (⊙_⊙) A little jealous...

"Sensen, I said I would take care of you, hee hee, I have never taken care of anyone, why don't we take care of each other, hee hee, Sensen, you are so handsome, I like it..."

"Am I as handsome as you, girl?"

Wu Xiaoya raised her face, blinked vigorously, looked at Yan Mingsu again, and muttered, "Seriously speaking, I'm not as handsome as you, Shengsheng, you are the most handsome, but you are too bad, you are not as cute as my Sensen, hehehehe ..."

Damn it, it's fine if there is a gloomy one, why did he jump out and become so successful?

"Let's go home and sign the agreement, shall we? There is a soft bed..." Yan Mingsu coaxed Wu Xiaoya.

"Bed...I want to sleep...I'm going to sleep in the fridge, I'm so hot..."

Wu Xiaoya felt as if her eyes were stuck with glue, and she didn't even have the strength to open them.Ah, every pore in her body was emitting hot air, and she had hallucinations, as if she had been exposed to the sun all day in the Sahara Desert, and she was about to shrivel up.

**

An Jingjing drank booze in the Baiwu Clubhouse by herself. She never gave up on herself like this. Whether she was doing publicity in Paris or around the world, she always adhered to the healthiest way of life. She has nothing to do with it.

But today she gave up these confinements of her own, and she is also very annoyed, she can't feel it in Paris, she always lives in the past, always thinks that Brother Tiancheng, who was abandoned by her in the country, has always liked her and tolerated her , Brother Tiancheng who dotes on her, she thought that he would always be waiting where he was.But looking back, something was wrong, it seemed that everything had been reshuffled, and she couldn't find the slightest place for herself beside him.

"I'm very pitiful, huh, I'm a poor woman, right?" She shook the wine glass and asked the crimson liquid inside, then smiled wryly at herself, raised her face, and drank the glass.

"Hey, please, have another cup, the taste just now."

The bartender didn't speak, and silently gave her another glass.

This woman is here tonight, and she has drunk countless cups. She has a very different temperament. Although she is also drinking heavily, she still feels so noble.

"Well, people say that if you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk. Hehe, I mean, if you don't get drunk, everyone wants to get drunk..." An Jingjing took out her phone and called Yin Tiancheng for the nth time.He made no fewer than ten phone calls this afternoon, but he refused to answer them all. Her heart, as she was rejected again and again, almost fell out of the earth.

For a long time, for a long time, when An Jingjing wanted to give up again, Yin Tiancheng's deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello……"

"What are you doing, it's me, Jingjing who loves you so much, Tiancheng..."

Um?Yin Tiancheng waved his hand to let the last group of financial managers go out, stretched wearily, and then said, "Jingjing? Have you been drinking?" An Jingjing, who was calm, would never say such emotional words, she always It is to maintain her princess temperament rationally at all times.

A princess, she won't take the initiative to show her favor to a man.

"Hehe, yes, I drank, got drunk... so drunk that I almost died on the street..."

"Hey, end it as soon as possible, go home quickly."

"Don't! I still want to drink! If you don't come, I'll just keep drinking like this until I die... Tiancheng, my heart hurts so much, don't you want me? Have you abandoned me like a shoe? ?”

Yin Tiancheng gritted his teeth and panted deeply, "Jingjing, why are you like this? You are a very thoughtful writer, why are you imitating other women in such a boring way?"

"I'm bored! I don't even have a man anymore, why do I need that elegance? I'm going to die, Tiancheng, are you coming or not?"

The word "responsibility" popped up in Yin Tiancheng's mind at this moment, thinking of An Jingjing's father's dying confession, he sighed and asked, "Where are you? I'll rush over."

"Hehe, I know you still love me, I know... I'm in the white mist..."

"Well, don't run around, I'll hurry there."

**

Yan Mingsu said to Wu Xiaoya, "Honey, I'll go to the bathroom and I'll be right back."

"Well, it's so hot, hot... Sensen, where are you going?"

Wu Xiaoya was lying on the sofa, talking vaguely.