Sir's Brand

Chapter 25

The atmosphere became much more relaxed in an instant. Several of them were Nan Yejue's usual playmates, "Young Master Jue, your taste has become lighter recently. It seems that this girl was the one you brought last time."

Nan Yejue held Rong En in front of his chest, and pointed at the man who spoke just now, "What do you know? When I play with women, I only like her figure..." The corners of his mouth curled up, and his eyes swept behind the crowd , patted Rong En on the shoulder, "Stand up, let them see clearly what is lordosis and lordosis."

Rong En didn't expect him to speak so freely, she looked into Nan Yejue's eyes in disbelief, but found that he didn't mean to be joking, she moved her body lightly, expressing resistance, "Have you drunk too much? "

The voice was very small, just saying that it was in Nan Yejue's ear, and no one else could hear it.

The man smiled again, and his frivolous eyes suddenly met Rong En's sullen eyes, "Is it true that I made you so hard last night that you can't stand up? You don't know the rules!"

There was laughter from the surroundings, everyone is not surprised by this kind of thing, Rong En squeezed his palms, Nan Yejue really went too far tonight, "If you do this again, I will go back first."

This sentence is heavy enough to be heard by everyone present.

Yan Yue looked at Rong En through the one-finger-high wine glass, his eyes were full of deep meaning, and his clenched fingertips revealed his emotions at this time, Rong En looked away, but he was facing Yan Yue at this moment, his heart suddenly ached, She pretends that the past doesn't matter anymore, only to find that she simply can't.

Nan Yejue took a sip of his wine, Rong En looked at Yan Yue so unscrupulously, causing the fire in his chest to ignite again, she really didn't care about it, and didn't know how to cover it up, the wine in her mouth hadn't been swallowed yet , the man bent down and grabbed her lips, and transferred the wine to her mouth. Rong En didn't prepare anything, and immediately blushed from choking, and couldn't straighten up.

Nan Yejue put his big palm on her back and patted her lightly a few times, and the booing sound from the surroundings became even louder, "Yo, it's so tender... Young Master Jue, you usually feed her with milk, right?"

Yan Yue watched all this coldly, he poured wine glass by glass, for Rong En, he couldn't tell how much of that deep hatred was left?He knew that she was the person he couldn't be tempted the most...

The surroundings became lively, people in twos and threes clinked glasses, and some people had already begun to perform passionately under the spotlight. Nan Yejue seemed to enjoy this atmosphere, he leaned close to Rong En's ear, and whispered to her earlobe, "Be good... ..." Before Rong En could react, the man had already pulled her forcefully and fell on the high-quality sofa behind him. He threw away the wine glass in his hand, and his big palm slipped into the end of her sweater. Rong En was terrified, But not far away, the same scenes are being shown.

Only Yan Yue sat quietly in the corner, his brown eyes seemed to be even more lonely, he looked at Rong En, very quiet, very quiet.

Her heart was sore and unbearable, and the tears she desperately held back were forced back, Rong En couldn't tell whether she was sad because of Nan Yejue's behavior, or Yan Yue's indifference.

Nan Yejue held onto the corner of her sweater, and lifted it up like this, Rong En felt the coolness coming from her stomach, she let out a cry of surprise, and pushed Nan Yejue away with all her strength with her elbows.The man didn't expect her to be so strong, so he staggered and almost fell down.

The teasing around is warm.The ambiguity then fell silent, and the few people who usually like to joke also put away the expressions on their faces, and hugged their female companions and stopped making any movements. They expected that Rong En had pulled out the tiger's beard.

Pressing the hem of his clothes with both hands, Rong En felt a little scared at this moment.

Nan Yejue knelt on the sofa with one leg bent, his short wine red hair looked sinister and elusive, he suddenly swept the wine bottle on the table, pointed at Rong En, "Damn it, come out and have fun! "

The surroundings were instantly quiet, and even the heating seemed to have failed, and the coldness penetrated into the bone marrow, making one shudder.

Rong En grabbed the collar tightly and climbed up with difficulty. Her hair was disheveled and her face was pale. She wanted to get up, only to find that Nan Yejue's legs were between hers. She raised her head and said stubbornly, "I I didn't want to come to this kind of place, since you are not happy, I will go."

"Want to leave?" Nan Yejue pressed Rong En's shoulder with one hand, pushed her back on the sofa, picked up a full glass of red wine, and poured it down Rong En's sweater collar. Is it the same as before? In my hands, why pretend to be noble? Rong En, if I want to pity you, I can pamper you to heaven. He pointed his slender and beautiful index finger at the hostesses, "It's just a question of high price and low price."

Facing him, it was like a basin of cold water pouring over him, the coolness seeping into his bones.

Some people looked at each other in blank dismay, some continued to boo, but Rong En's heart was so empty that he couldn't even cry.

Nan Yejue condescendingly moved the knee that was propped between her legs away, and when he said that, he felt a little annoyed. At that time, he was in a hurry, and nothing was filtered by his brain.

But, she said it as soon as she said it, she was blatant, so she should be taught a lesson.

The crowd frolicked again, the shadows were blurred, and the interlaced laughter and teasing voices covered the suffocation that was as quiet as stagnant water. The red wine poured into the neckline was smudged, and the white sweater on the chest was smoked into a pattern of blooming roses. It was cold and tight. Slip it onto your belly.

Rong En stood up, with a stiff expression on her face like a sculpture, she stood up, and walked towards the door without looking at anyone.

In front of the large mirror, she picked up cold water and washed her face. Finally, she simply filled the water and buried her face in it. She felt as if she was about to die. ?
After wiping off the water stains with his hands, when he looked in the mirror, he saw Yan Yue standing behind him.

The two looked at each other through the reflected mirror, and Rong En took the lead to look back, wiped off the water on his face with a tissue, and prepared to leave.

"Yes."

She hated her own soft heart, Rong En stopped walking towards the door, Yan Yue turned his back to her, and his voice was desolate in autumn, "Why is it like this?"

Rong En put one hand on the door frame, "Do you still remember the agreement between us? Provence, the love of lavender?"

Yan Yue felt that his throat was extremely dry, and he waited for a long time before he nodded, "I remember."

"But..." Rong En cast his eyes into the distance, the once beautiful piece has been destroyed long ago, "I didn't realize until now that this is just an agreement, Provence is too far away, we can't live in that kind of place Place, we used to think so simply..."

Wandering in the sea of ​​flowers, with the person you love the most, that is just a dream.

"Enen!" Yan Day stepped forward and suddenly held her hand, "If you want to go, I can take you there."

How sad, we used to be, but now, it's just you and me.

Rong En shook off his hand vigorously, and the deep-seated sadness emerged again, "No matter how miserable I was before, you don't have to accept me, we are not what we used to be, if we go to such a place again , can you still find the feeling you should have?"

"Enen..." Yan Yue felt conflicted in his heart, "We can start over."

"My mother had a stroke..." Rong En bit his lip, but the cry still escaped through his lips and teeth, "It is possible that I will lie on the bed for the rest of my life, unable to move, tell me how we can get back , how can I go back?"

"I will find the best doctor for her, and I can send her abroad..."

"Yue!" The lingering name is unforgettable, "During your absence, many things did exist. Just because you don't care at this moment doesn't mean you don't care in your heart."

The words in his throat almost rushed out uncontrollably, what he cared about was not about her and Nan Yejue.But once the truth is revealed, they will probably go further.

She waited for a year, only to find that some things simply cannot be forced.

Rong En turned around and was about to leave, but the man behind him grabbed her by the wrist, dragged her into his arms, and the instant warmth was transmitted from the other party, obviously it didn't belong to her anymore, why would she still be greedy?
Seen from a distance, the angle of the two hugging each other is quite right, no reluctance can be seen, Rong En struggled, but the man's hands clamped her like a copper wall and iron wall, and she couldn't move.

There was a sudden pain in her shoulder, and Rong En's body was pulled behind her. Then, a gust of wind brushed past her ear, and she was about to hit Yan Yue. At that time, Rong En's mind was really confused, she thought Unwillingly, she rushed over to block him, and hit Rong En's face with a ruthless blow.

How strong Nan Yejue's hands are, one can imagine that Rong En just groaned and fell down. Fortunately, Yan Yue held him up in time. The man was very angry, and he clenched his fists, and he was about to rush over, "Nan Ye Jazz!"

"stop!"

In the midst of the tension, the middle-aged man who happened to come out of the next room stopped in time, "I'm the host today, so why don't you give Kang Bo any face?"

The hard fist loosened, Nan Yejue's eyes were bloodshot, and half of Rong En's face was swollen to the height of a steamed bun. She leaned against the door frame motionlessly, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

"Come here!" Anyone could hear the anger in Nan Yejue's words.

Yan Yue took Rong En's hand in his palm first, "En En, let's go back."

"Don't you feel ashamed enough?" Nan Yejue looked through the crowd and landed on Rong En's embarrassed face, "It's really embarrassing for you, isn't it?"

"Nan Yejue, she belongs to me, she can't go back with you tonight." Yan Gao's tall body stood in front of Rong En, "I don't care about her before, and Enen has nothing to do with you in the future !"

"Really?" Nan Yejue pursed his thin lips evilly, and he was clearly smiling, but the people around him couldn't feel the warmth from this man, "How can I let go before I get tired of playing with him?" Rong En, as I said earlier, how can it be so easy to climb out of my bed?"

(End of this chapter)