obsessed with love

Chapter 141 Lost Center of Gravity
Du Ruo had been pressing Qiao Anming's number on the screen of her phone, but she deleted it word by word. Afterwards, she happily drank the whole glass of red wine in front of her.

She was so stupid, so self-righteous, thinking that just being alone with him a few times made him so important.

When he said he wanted to see her, he was just talking. He is the kind of person who turns his hands into clouds and rain. How could he take you to heart? Du Ruo, Du Ruo, wake up early!

Thinking of this, the self-deprecating sneer on his face became stronger, but in his heart, he seemed to lose his center of gravity and collapsed.

Qiao Anming accompanied Gu Lan to see the art exhibition, and everyone was considerate and accompanied him, but even Gu Lan could tell that he was absent-minded.

"An Ming, you don't need to come with me, work is important."

"It's okay, I just have half a day to spare. I'm going back to Tongcheng in the afternoon, and I'm going to have dinner with the city leaders in the evening."

……

On the way, Qiao Anming still found time to go to the bathroom and make a phone call: "Manager Xu, how is the situation over there? I have some personal matters and I couldn't go there."

"Everything is going well, we are already having lunch, we will take them around the base in the morning, and we will be able to send them back to the city in the afternoon."

"Okay, since that's the case, I won't go there."

Qiao Anming hung up the phone, found out Du Ruo's number, and wanted to call it, but finally stopped.

Since some promises cannot be fulfilled, it is better not to make them easily.

He didn't even have the courage to go see her, so why did he call her?Besides, in what capacity did he call her?Explain, or confess?It's no longer necessary.

Because the next day was the weekend, Du Ruo also took a car back to the city as soon as the people at the headquarters left.

After staying in the deep mountains and old forests for a few days, and then returning to the neon city, it feels like being reborn after a catastrophe.

On the bus back, she had already called Zheng Xiaoran, and made an appointment to go to Bar Street for a drink at night. She was in a bad mood, and only alcohol could comfort her.

Du Ruo felt that the alcoholic cells in her body had started to revive again.

That day Du Ruo deliberately chose a short wine red skirt, let down her curly hair, and put on heavy makeup to cover up the paleness on her face.

Facing the mirror, she pulled up the stockings little by little along the line of her legs. She looked at the person in the mirror carefully. Her skin was still delicate and her figure was still hot. She patted her face and said to herself: "Du Ruo, who is only 25 years old, has Jiang Hao before, and Qiao Anming now, so I can’t fall twice on the issue of “men.”

Smile softly, come on, baby!

Zheng Xiaoran was also amazed when he saw Du Ruo. After all, in the midwinter night at minus seven degrees, Du Ruo's long legs wrapped only in thin stockings under his coat alone were already a breathtaking sight.

"Beauty, what's the matter? Dressed up like this today, are you going to a banquet?"

"No, I'm just here to drink with you." Du Ruo smiled brightly, his face even more eye-catching.

That day Du Ruo ordered her favorite vodka, three cups down, her heart was burning hot.

Zheng Xiaoran couldn't stand it any longer, grabbed the cup from Du Ruo's hand and asked, "What's the matter? Have you made the same old mistake again?"

"I don't know, I'm not happy."

"Working there is not going well?"

"Work?" Du Ruo was stunned. She had been ill since she went to Wumu Mountain, and she hadn't worried about her work. Is this smooth or not?
When she was in a daze, someone behind her patted her on the shoulder, and when she turned around, a familiar man stood in front of Du Ruo.

"Miss Du, we meet again."

Du Ruo got a little drunk, stood up and laughed, "Yes, yes, long time no see, long time no see." In fact, she couldn't remember who the man in front of her was.

It was Zheng Xiaoran who recognized it, and took the initiative to say hello: "Mr. Pan, why are you here?"

Pan Wei pointed to the booth diagonally opposite, and said, "My friend celebrates his birthday, how about it? Are you interested in going over there?"

"No need, we don't know your friend." Zheng Xiaoran evaded, she always felt that it would be better to have less contact with people like Pan Wei.

Pan Wei glanced at Du Ruo, who was a little drunk, and invited again: "Go, you have seen many of them at Mo Shao's dinner last time, besides, you two girls are drinking here, how boring."

"No, let's play."

"Go, open a few bottles of 82-year-old red wine over there, and try it."

When Du Ruo heard that there was good wine, he immediately revived with full blood: "82 years? Xiao Ran, go, I want to drink." Then he forced Zheng Xiaoran to stand up and walk to the booth.

Pan Wei followed behind, looked at Du Ruo's two fair and slender legs, and smiled a bit darkly.

The second generation like Pan Wei celebrated their birthdays with natural sensuality and beauties, but Du Ruo ignored them and drank a bottle of wine by himself.Seeing that she was drinking happily, Pan Wei silently asked the young master to open two bottles and put them in front of her.

Zheng Xiaoran felt that Du Ruo's mood was not right, so he kept trying to persuade her, but once she was addicted to alcohol, no one could stop her.

Pan Wei regarded Du Ruo as "love at first sight". Although he was used to seeing beautiful women, Du Ruo's pungent wild rose still made him feel a little sad.Besides, on that day, Du Ruo was dressed really attractively. The black tight-fitting wrap-shoulder top outlined the perfect breast shape, and the short wine red skirt made her fair long legs more delicate.

After another bottle of red wine, his cheeks were flushed, like a flower bud blooming in the dark night, Pan Wei looked at it, and couldn't move his eyes, so he took the opportunity to rub against Du Ruo while Zheng Xiaoran was going to the bathroom.

"Miss Du, if you like this wine, I'll bring you two more bottles."

"Really? How embarrassing it is, how expensive is the 82 year old!" She giggled, her words were already blurred.

"Beauty likes it, no matter how expensive it is, I'm willing to give it up." Pan Wei said, one hand had already wrapped her waist ambiguously, biting her earlobe softly and asked: "Miss Du,

What's the relationship between you and Mr. Mo? "

"Mr. Mo? Mo Youting?" Hearing his name, Du Ruo was taken aback, and then replied easily, "I have nothing to do with him, just ordinary... ordinary friends."

That's all right, Pan Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.As long as it is not Mo Youting's woman, if it falls into his hands tonight, it will be his.

……

Zheng Xiaoran came out of the bathroom and found that Du Ruo was no longer in his seat.

He anxiously asked the person on the booth: "Where is my friend?"

"Your friend? The girl brought by Mr. Pan? He just took her away!"

"Where did you take it?"

"Where else can he take him, the hotel!"

……

Mo Youting was arranged for a blind date by his family. The other party was a young lady from a rich family. Her surname was Tan, and her single name was the word Meng. The little girl really looked dreamlike, with a baby face, big eyes, and wearing a lace skirt, sitting there , just like a bobby doll.

When Zheng Xiaoran called Mo Youting, he was eating ice cream with Bobby Doll.Eating ice cream in winter is something only a girl her age can do!
When the phone rang, Mo Youting picked it up impatiently: "Xiao Ran, what's the matter?"

"Mo Youting, Du Ruo was taken away by your friend named Pan!"

"How come Pan Wei is with Du Ruo?"

"I just met at the bar. I went to the bathroom and came back, and the two of them disappeared. The people next to me said that Du Ruo was taken to the hotel by him. Du Ruo drank a lot of wine and was very drunk..."

"Okay, I know where Pan Wei took her! You go to Jingcheng Hotel and wait for me, I will be there in a while!"

Mo Youting hung up the phone, picked up the coat on the back of the chair, and was about to leave.

Tan Meng pulled him back: "Brother Mo, where are you going!"

"I have something to do, you can go back by yourself later."

……

Du Ruo was hugged by Pan Wei, he was stuffed into the car in a dazed state, and then he was carried into the hotel in a dazed state.

Pan Wei is the Diamond VIP of Jingcheng Hotel. Seven days a week, at least three days, he brings different women here to hang out, so the front desk of the hotel is already very familiar with him.

Du Ruo was so drunk that he fell into his arms, and the front desk smiled ambiguously: "Yo... Mr. Pan, hasn't this girl been here before today, is she new?"

"As long as you have sharp eyes, you can see all of this. Hurry up, I have to go up when I'm done..." Pan Wei touched his credit card and ID card to the front desk, and couldn't wait to take a sip on Du Ruo's round earlobe.

Du Ruo felt that the skin behind his ears was itchy and unbearably itchy, so he hummed softly unconsciously. The soft moan aroused Pan Wei's lust, and Baba urged the front desk to hurry up.

The dinner between Qiao Anming and the city leaders happened to be at Jingcheng Hotel. He came out of the private room on the second floor and walked to the corridor. He happened to see Du Ruo in the lobby downstairs who was hugged by Pan Wei. His clothes were exposed and his expression was fascinated. The man would kiss her on the neck from time to time.

"Tsk tsk... the atmosphere of young people these days is really bad."

"Yeah, the world is going down..."

Qiao Anming walked at the back, listening to the discussion of the city leaders in front, his fists were clenched tightly by him.

Seeing that Du Ruo was about to be carried into the elevator by that man, Qiao Anming calmly spoke to the leader in front of him: "You guys go first, I still have some things to do."

Then he explained to the driver behind him: "Xiao Zhang, take a taxi back and leave the car to me."

After everyone went downstairs from the direct elevator, Qiao Anming went down the spiral staircase and walked quickly to the lobby elevator.

Pan Wei has already pressed the elevator floor, waiting for the elevator to come down.

Without another word, Qiao Anming went up and pulled Du Ruo into his arms, and said coldly, "Follow me!"

Du Ruo was suddenly pulled, and opened his eyes that had been in a daze. Then he smelled the familiar elegant breath of Qiao Anming, and when he looked up again, it was his forbearance and cold face.

Did she think she was dreaming?Why is he here?Shouldn't he accompany his wife to see the art exhibition in Chongzhou?

Seeing that the person in his arms was snatched away by a strange uncle, Pan Wei felt a little annoyed, so he went up and pushed Qiao Anming, and asked in a shrill voice, "Who are you? Where did you come from!"

Qiao Anming naturally ignored Pan Wei, and walked towards the door with his arms around Du Ruo, but Du Ruo pushed him away angrily, taking advantage of his drunkenness: "Don't touch me, stay away from me... I don't care..."

"Du Ruo, you're drunk, come with me!" Qiao Anming tried his best to suppress his anger, his face was extremely gloomy.

"Why did you let me go with you? Are you me...who?" Her slender fingers pointed at Qiao Anming, and the sharp words made him unable to cope.

Seeing the situation, Pan Wei immediately went to hug Du Ruo, who was standing unsteadily, and said to Qiao Anming mockingly: "Let's go, uncle, she made it clear that she doesn't want you to meddle, so I advise you not to meddle in your own business!"

Qiao Anming still had a cold face, showing no anger, just walked up to Du Ruo, and asked, "I'll ask you one last time, do you really want to come with me?"

"Don't follow...don't follow..." She was playing with her temper, she was very wronged in her heart, but she wanted to speak hard, and she also climbed her hand on Pan Wei's neck, and smiled ambiguously close to his face: "Take me away... Hurry up... I don't want to see him..." In that way, he seemed to be drunk at midnight.

It's just that she was so drunk that she was flirtatious and coquettish, which made her look dazzling in Qiao Anming's eyes.

Satisfied, Pan Wei hugged Du Ruo with a cold snort, turned around and walked into the elevator, but just after taking a few steps, Pan Wei's shoulders tightened, and when he turned around, he was punched by the person behind him. fell to the ground together.

When he got up, he realized that the person who beat him was actually Mo Youting.

"Mo Youting, you are sick, why did you hit me?" Pan Wei felt the pain, so he just stood up and touched the corner of his mouth with his finger, and found that there was already blood.

Mo Youting didn't care, he stood up Du Ruo who was on the ground, took off his coat, wrapped her around her, hugged her and walked towards the entrance of the hall.

How could Pan Wei let it go, stopped him and asked, "Fuck, Mo, you punched me innocently, what do you mean?"

"You bring her here, and I'll punch you lightly!"

"What's wrong with me bringing her here? We've always played like this!"

"She can't! She's different from other women!" Mo Youting hugged the person in his arms even tighter, a sudden chill appeared on his always smiling face.

Pan Wei finally came to his senses, and spat out with a sneer: "Okay, you're ruthless! You hit me because of a woman!" Then he spat out the blood in his mouth, and walked out with a cold face.

In the hotel lobby at night, finally only Qiao Anming, Mo Youting and Du Ruo were left.

Qiao Anming had met Mo Youting a few times before, so he was relieved to hand Du Ruo to him.

He stepped forward and said in his usual indifferent and majestic tone: "She is drunk, send her back!" Then he turned and left.

Seeing him leave, Du Ruo stood up from Mo Youting's arms, and shouted at his back: "Qiao Anming, come back, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Qiao Anming's footsteps stopped, but he still turned his back to her.

There was another scolding behind him, but in a more decisive tone: "You bastard! You lied to me! You didn't keep your promise! Why did you promise me what you couldn't do? Since you couldn't fulfill your promise, why did you give me hope? !why why why……!"

In the hysteria, it was all the impulse stirred up by alcohol, which swept along with the grievance and sadness surging in my heart!

Just as indifferent as Qiao Anming, he lowered his head, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and continued to walk forward with his long legs, as if the desperate and painful scolding behind him had nothing to do with him.

Finally cursing to the point where he couldn't think of new words, he had already disappeared into the darkness, his body slumped down weakly, Mo Youting hugged her tightly, and pulled her over to face him.

Just now, the face that was as bright and coquettish as a peach blossom in Pan Wei's arms was now covered with tears and sad.

Du Ruo is so sad because of that man just now?Mo Youting's grip on her arm tightened tighter...

"Have you finished crying? He's gone..."

"I know, he won't care about me! If you don't come, maybe he will let me go with someone else..."

"Knowing that you are still like this? This is not like you!"

"I'm sad, I'm here...it hurts too much..." She stopped suddenly, clenched her fists tightly against the position of her chest and heart, as if the pain was really upside down.

Seeing her in pain, Mo Youting felt chills in his heart, feeling that the body of the person in his arms was getting softer and weaker, and finally had a tendency to slide down, so he wrapped his arms around her waist, and grabbed her tightly, and he had completely embraced her. Her lips rubbed and bit with the loneliness in her heart, thinking that she would resist, but Du Ruo quickly began to respond... The red lips parted slightly, and he let him settle in, both feet stood on tiptoe, and let his arms wrap around his neck Seductive and lingering, even the expression on his face became blurred...

Mo Youting only felt a dull pain in his chest, but he was unwilling to let go. The more he kissed, the deeper he kissed... the more he lost himself.

(End of this chapter)