The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 105 113: I don't care, but I hope you pay attention to your identity [7]

The private rooms in Jiangxia Hotel are full of resplendent and resplendent inside, the long corridor is round and round, and the flowers are fragrant and fragrant. Because it is too famous, there are not a few people who come here for dinner at night, and most of them come with their families.

With a great reputation, the flow of people is mixed, so there are boxes specially designed for foreign VIP customers in the hotel. The equipment inside is more luxurious than before, and it looks like a living room.

There is a place for singing wheat and a small bar filled with red wine. Song Manxi and Gu Yanchen are sitting in the box on the top floor, looking up at the busy overpass and expressway outside, with sadness in their eyes.

"What's the matter? I went out to eat with you, brother Yanchen, and I'm still putting on airs? Who made our little princess of the Song family angry again?" Gu Yanchen skillfully opened the wine bottle with a bottle opener. Just about to pour a cup for her, I thought of something and withdrew my hand.

"I forgot, you shouldn't drink." Gu Yanchen just wanted to take back the bottle and put it aside, but was stopped by Song Manxi: "Brother Yanchen, I'm fine now, I can drink some at ordinary times. For the sake of your return, just pour me a glass."

Song Manxi wants to drink, and she wants to drink now. She just recalled some past events in the audio-visual store, and her bitterness and suffering surged together. She doesn't know how to deal with her emotions, and she also thinks that wine is really a good thing. Once when she was drunk, she could still hear elder brother Jun Xiao's voice. Although she didn't know what he said in the dream, but she was so gentle that she almost spoiled her.

Gu Yanchen stared at her mournful face, pursed his lips and remained silent, poured a glass of red wine and handed it to her: "Alcohol is too harmful, don't drink too much, just have a drink and enjoy yourself."

Song Manxi nodded, picked up the wine glass and pecked lightly, the aroma of the wine melted in her mouth, she cut another piece of meat and put it in her mouth.

"I heard that you married the Second Young Master Jun of the Jun family a while ago?" Gu Yanchen asked casually as he slowly sliced ​​the steak on the porcelain plate in front of him, with a calm expression.

But at this question, Song Manxi stopped holding the knife and fork, and she sighed secretly: "Yes, but you have also seen it, and now I am reaping the consequences."

"Self-restraint?" Gu Yanchen acted as if he didn't understand, and motioned for Song Manxi to explain.

"Yeah, I reaped the consequences of myself. Even if people don't love me, I insisted on marrying him with the right, and then I was scolded, ridiculed, and ridiculed. In the end, I failed and ran away. This is not reaping the consequences of myself." What is it?" She had already summed it up a long time ago, and it was all Song Manxi doing to herself.

Gu Yanchen stared at the loss and sadness in her eyes for a while, then continued to cut the steak calmly: "Jun Xiao treats you badly?"

Song Manxi shook her head, then nodded again: "Actually, it's not that much, what am I, why should he be nice to me? I just forced him to marry me, a vicious woman."

Thinking of the words Jun Xiao scolded him before, saying that she was something, his heart ached faintly.

She sniffed, suppressed her tears, and said to Gu Yanchen with a smile: "Brother Yanchen, after eating, I'll take you to play. I don't have any class this weekend, so I'll be your tour guide for a day, why not?" Sample?"

Gu Yanchen knew that she was cleverly avoiding her own question, and didn't expose it, but just agreed lightly: "Okay, it's your first time as a tour guide, so I'll cheer you up no matter what."

　Arsenic: I've been really busy these days, and I still owe everyone a chapter, and I'll make it up later. The next plot: [-]: Jun Xiao went straight to beat Gu Yanchen.Two: let someone pass the message outside, three: let the assistant handle it, and wait for the news outside.Guess which one I wrote?Don't ask your opinions, let me write the first one for sure. . .snort. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)