Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 272 How Many Times Is This Month (Monthly Pass Plus Update)

six years later

Candlelight, red wine, steak, and violin are the consistent themes of the Italian restaurant after nightfall. There is a romantic atmosphere everywhere here, just like the snowflakes floating outside the window at this moment, like white velvet flowers falling from the sky, boiling. of.

The outside is white, and it has been snowing for three days.If it wasn’t for the abundant heating in the dining room, everyone would have been frozen to death. How could there be a leisurely way to enjoy the snow scene outside while having a candlelight dinner?
Some naughty children ran out of the house and played in the snow in groups of three or four. One foot was deep and the other was shallow, and suddenly they fell a big somersault. He ran home with his arms in his arms, for fear of freezing the child.

In the coffee shop, the moving violin sound is like gurgling water, flowing around the restaurant, calming down the irritable hearts slowly, and the hormones are strong.

"This is my last night in Italy." Under Xue Yuan's neat short hair, there was a pair of talking eyes, looking at the girl sitting across from him, blinking gently, "Shall we be together tonight?" Xue Yuan looked at Looking at the blond girl opposite with an extremely ambiguous look, he squeezed the goblet in his hand and gently touched her, "We have known each other for a long time."

A mouthful of fluent French overflowed from Xue Yuan's tender lips, "I love you."

The girl's blue eyes looked at him with a happy smile, she raised her head and drank the red wine in the glass, "Let's go. Go to the best hotel."

Xue Yuan was overjoyed, drank the wine in his glass and got up, "pay the bill" saw Lauren at the door, Xue Yuan ran over, but before he could stand still, the girl hugged his neck in a flash and offered to send him Xue Yuan, who has always been good at this kind of thing, is very happy after receiving a sweet kiss. Sometimes he sees many women who are waiting for him to take the initiative to make out. How can such a wild horse that can easily stir up fire be exciting? .

White snowflakes fell from the sky and fell on the hair of Xue Yuan and the girl, like a layer of white frost.But such coldness can't dampen the enthusiasm in their hearts, like two men and women who are eager to hug each other for warmth, standing on the side of the road and embracing each other tightly, entangled obsessively, which means that they will never die.

The snow on the ground is already very thick layer by layer, and people's feet make a rustling sound when they step on it, approaching from a distance.

boom--

The sound of the beer bottle hitting the forehead and cracking came through the air. Accompanied by the girl's scream, the night that had never been peaceful was dyed red in the snow.

"Hit me, beat me to death." The man who took the lead held the woman's small body in his wide arms. Even though it was the season of ice and snow, the man was still wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, revealing his Those strong arm muscles look like they have been trained in the gym. Although the two people who followed him are not as big as him, they are still amazing, especially compared to Xue Yuan's small body. It is tall and mighty.

"Damn little boy, whoever dares to touch me!"

Seeing a wave of punches and kicks, Xue Yuan, who fell on the snow, wanted to struggle but couldn't. He waited until they were tired from the beating, and then seized the opportunity to get up from the ground with difficulty and run.

The man behind him was yelling and cursing in rough French, but he didn't catch up. Xue Yuan endured the pain all over his body, stumbled and accelerated his pace to leave.

"****!"

To find a woman with such a background?Cursing, Xue Yuan walked around a long snow-covered street and arrived at the door of a big house.

The sound of the doorbell woke up the sleeping man, got out of bed and opened the door, and saw a man with disheveled hair, a bruised nose and a swollen face standing in front of him. Hold on to the door frame and refuse to let go.

"Hey, I'm your master." Xue Yuan's eyes widened in dissatisfaction, "You can't treat me like this."

"It's good enough for you." The girl with black hair and yellow skin, and a pair of big eyes, sneered at him at the moment, speaking Chinese.

Seeing her stubbornly picking at his fingers holding the door frame, Xue Yuan knew that she still wanted to reject him, so he hurriedly put on a flattering face, "Okay, I was wrong, can't I be wrong, you let me Go in, or those people will come after me and beat me to death."

The girl glanced behind him, and even though she didn't know whether his words were true or not, she still stepped aside to open the door, "Xue Yuan, the number one brother in the entertainment industry, was beaten to death in the middle of the night, such a selling point must be worthy of the scrambling of many newspapers and magazines. "

"Hey, do you want to gloat so obviously?" Xue Yuan gave her a white look, "What kind of brother is not the same brother, it's not the same now." Xue Yuan rubbed his aching shoulder, and walked into the warm living room in frustration Li, "Even if you die, no one cares." Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Xue Yuan went to the living room, "Give me that bottle of safflower oil." Sitting on the sofa, Xue Yuan's shining and charming eyes were obviously reddened by the beating, and even his eyes dimmed, "There is no difference between Xue Yuan's life and death now, and you are the only one who insists on staying with me." around. "

"Then you shouldn't run back, you should be beaten to death by them, at least this will allow you to show your face in front of your fans."

"Hey, you are cursing your master openly. If I really die, your manager will lose his job."

"It's no different from being unemployed now." The girl put the medicine box on the coffee table, opened it, took out the iodine from it, and dipped it in a cotton swab to disinfect Xue Yuan. The iodine smeared on the wound would sting, but the girl's hands The pressure was not small at all, and several times Xue Yuan cried out in pain, "Easy, light."

"I want to focus, so that you don't remember the lesson." The girl deliberately increased the intensity, Xue Yuan seemed to be unable to bear her 'violence', so he simply grabbed a cotton swab and slowly daubed the wound by himself.

"How many times this month?" The girl stared at his bruised face displeasedly, "If you are photographed by the media, it will only make your future worse."

"I know." Xue Yuan smeared the wound on his hand with iodine, and said slowly, "But now there will be no media interested in me at all."

"Then tell me, where did you get down?"

Xue Yuan thought of the past, his eyes froze, he looked up at a certain void in front of him, and muttered: "Woman."

It seemed that it was a wound in his heart, so that the moment when he said it was particularly powerful.

"If I were you, I would stand up from wherever I fell down, and never touch those women again. I would keep my body clean and self-cultivating."

(End of this chapter)