sweet wife high above

Chapter 155 The Battle of Turning Over
At Li Chen's youthful age, he can't stand others' slander on his personality: "I'll hear you again?"

Wu Junfeng sneered in his heart, today's brats are really fearless.

He strenuously moved forward, and said through gritted teeth, "I said you and Ning Xia, a pair of bastards, are hiding in the dark."

Li Chen swung his fist, and the two were torn apart in an instant.

Fortunately, the community security happened to pass by. After seeing this scene, they quickly pulled the two away. Seeing that there was no major conflict, they did not call the police.

Li Chen drove away in the car and dialed Ningxia's cell phone again, but it was still shutting down.

I asked the leader of the news department and said that Ningxia had renewed her vacation again, and only said that something happened in my hometown.Intuition that she is lying, after all, there is no one in Ningxia's family.The only aunt, and the relationship is so tense that it cannot be eased, Li Chen really can't think of where else she can go.Thinking of it this way, my heart is in a mess.Stepped on the gas pedal to accelerate, like a headless chicken wandering through the whole city, looking for someone aimlessly.

However, in Wu Junfeng's view, the suspicion of the two acting in a drama is very high.Recently, Ningxia's alienation from him is very obvious.Don't talk about touching her, even if you go to her apartment, you are blocked from left to right.He also drank too much the night before, and when he saw Ningxia's unprecedented resistance, he suddenly became angry, and his actions were inevitably rough, and he even hit her when he lost control.It was only when she woke up that she realized that there were bruises on her back and chest, and one cheek was swollen.He didn't know why he acted so hard, and before he could open his mouth to coax her, Ning Xia had already pointed at the door to expel him, telling him to get out immediately.

Feeling bored after drinking, Wu Junfeng didn't want to quarrel with her at that time, and he had to go to work, so he put on his pants and left.

Whoever wanted to come back today, was completely shut out, and didn't even know where Ningxia was going.

Wu Junfeng didn't bother to think about it anymore, so he went directly to the bar.

The nightlife has already begun, and the atmosphere in the smoky bar is particularly high.

He sat down at the bar counter, which was facing the direction of the door, and he could see every guest who came in.

Wu Junfeng reached out for a glass of wine.The waiter already recognized him, and greeted him with a smile when he handed him the wine.

He took a sip of his wine, his eyes darting around carelessly.There was a slight pause at the end, and the drooping jaw was slightly raised. The woman was wearing a low-cut suspender dress, and the windbreaker was draped over her wrists. Because the heels were too high, her hips swayed slightly when she walked. The place looks endless.

As soon as such a woman walks in, a man stares at her like a mosquito seeing blood.

Before Wu Junfeng acted, someone had already walked over to strike up a conversation.With her arms on her shoulders, she smiled flatteringly: "Beauty, are you alone? Would you like to have a drink together?"

Song Jiajia pulled the man's hand away, and snorted with a half-smile: "Sir, your way of striking up a conversation is really old-fashioned."

She raised her chin: "Did you see that? I have a date."

On a table not far away, several women with the same strong makeup were smiling meaningfully in her direction.

Song Jiajia twisted her waist and walked over: "Seeing that I'm in trouble, she didn't say to help me out, but she was still watching jokes here."

A woman burst out laughing: "Come on, Jia Jia, what kind of trouble is that? It's obvious that you are so glamorous and eye-catching."

Song Jiajia threw down the bag, not paying attention: "As long as a female mosquito flies into this kind of place, it will be besieged. It has nothing to do with whether it is eye-catching or not."

Someone poured her a glass of wine.

After Song Jiajia took it, she squeezed it slowly, feeling that someone was looking at it, and looked sideways.Under the cluster of lights in front of the bar, the man in the plaid shirt was looking at her without blinking.

She opened her eyes and stared quietly. The other party's psychological quality was extremely good. Not only did she not dodge her gaze, but a trace of a faint smile flashed at the corner of her mouth.A man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, no matter how you say it, he is a bit worth seeing.

Song Jiajia got up and walked over.

The companion beside her didn't know why, so she called her: "Jia Jia, where are you going?"

Song Jiajia didn't speak, but walked over with a wine glass.

Wu Junfeng raised his eyebrows: "What? Do you want to have a drink with me?"

Song Jiajia smiled amusedly: "I thought this was what you were going to say to me."

Wu Junfeng took the cup and bumped it lightly against hers.

"I was going to say it. I was worried that you would scold me, so I was waiting for you to say it. After all, the vernacular spoken by beautiful women has a special charm."

Song Jiajia snorted, "Slick men."

"Why do you add the word 'we', it seems that you have seen many men."

Song Jiajia sat down and said, "Yes, I just read countless people."

Wu Junfeng shook the cup in his hand: "Little girl, you are only so young, and you have seen countless people."

Song Jiajia sighed in her heart, she was really impressed by this man's ability to speak sweet words.She thought that the powder puff was not thick enough, and the lines around her eyes were about to appear, but this man called her a little girl.However, Song Jiajia did not deny that he was very successful in pleasing her.

"Okay, for the sake of being oily but not greasy, let's have a drink together."

After they were full, Gu Junqi and Xia Beibei went to the balcony to blow a breeze. Although the two women were worried, although their moods were completely different, they didn't bother to talk at this moment.

Sitting quietly for a while, Xia Beibei turned his head and asked her: "Song Weiran and Shen Qingqing flew away together, what do you think?"

When she asked this, there was a plane skidding past in the night sky.Confused in the gorgeous neon lights of the city, only a subtle roar was heard, which also seemed to come from a dream, and everything was not very clear.

Holding a cup of tea in his hand, Gu Junqi said, "I don't have any special feelings. If I have to have any feelings, I hope they can arrive safely and go back early."

Xia Beibei was surprised: "Gu Junqi, are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, I just think it's too cheap for them to make their lovers get married in this way."

Xia Beibei thought about it and thought it was the same.If the plane really crashed halfway as she thought, wouldn't Song Weiran and Shen Qingqing join hands for the rest of their lives?Love ends abruptly at the most beautiful time, which seems to be a cruel thing.In fact, if you think about it, it is not. What is more cruel is that time is like a knife, and the fetters between people can be broken as soon as they are broken.There is nothing more painful than being alone on the road.

Therefore, instead of hoping that their lovers will get married in the end, it is better to wish them to be separated as soon as they walk.

Xia Beibei made a prayer gesture and said, "May they arrive safely, and each have a life to live alone."

Gu Junqi glanced at her, resisted the urge to laugh and said, "Don't say it, you are quite upright and have the potential to do a lot of evil."

The two chatted for a while, and Xia Beibei was about to go back.

Gu Junqi stood up and said, "I'll see you off."

"No, it's getting late, you'd better go to bed early."

"It's too early to sleep, it's not convenient to take the bus at this time, let's go." Gu Junqi and Sun Qing said, and came out with Xia Beibei.

Send her all the way to the door of the apartment.

Xia Beibei asked her to go upstairs and sit for a while, but Gu Junqi refused, so she had to let her go.Remind her when closing the door; "Drive carefully."

The car left the community and drove towards the main road of the city.

The stream of midnight light streaked across the car window, fine and messy, yellowish in color, very old.Scene after scene, it always looks like an old film.

Gu Junqi saw an unbelievable scene through the windshield. The car subconsciously slowed down, but it didn't stop, and then slid past.

The man and woman kissing passionately in the rearview mirror seemed to be rubbing each other into their bones, ecstasy and forgetfulness.

However, Wu Junfeng and Song Jiajia... really don't know what to say.

Gu Junqi didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, not to mention that Song Jiajia was such an annoying woman, not to mention a lot of evil, she did all kinds of bad things.Even if that devil Wu Junfeng wanted to devour her, it was her own fault.

She turned the steering wheel and walked forward without looking back. This is a woman full of hatred in her heart.Just don't want her to wake up a lost old woman like a lamb like a savior.

Along the way, Gu Junqi just thought that there would never be a lack of similar passionate scenes on such a night.After a day's work, the men and women put down their briefcases and start a colorful nightlife.

Under the lingering light, fingers rubbed through the smooth fabric, and whispered private conversations that made people blush, so secret that only each other could hear.Or don't say anything, just a deep kiss of love.The woman's delicate lips are like blooming stamens, with endless fragrance and drunkenness, while they are intimately dawdling, the traces are imprinted on the collar of the other party, undoubtedly becoming the most ambiguous traces in the night, this is the hickey.

However, a small hickey is very meaningful, and I don't know how much passion is full of it.It may be a deep affection for the one you love, or it may be evidence of a crime full of guilt.Some are worth keeping forever, while others, I wish I could erase them with my bare hands, because after all, they are invisible.However, no matter which one, it stimulates the heartbeat when it is printed.At least that man's blood surged because of it.

"So, how about adding some flamboyant elements to purely masculine things? After all, men and women in this world are born together. It's like adding some rigid decorations to feminine feminine items, such as silk. The leather belt on the skirt, the steel nails on the shirt, etc. This combination of rigidity and softness is very effective, just like adding a touch of heroism to the beauty of a woman. On the contrary, there are relatively few innovative styles on orthodox men’s clothing. Of course, this only refers to when men are wearing formal clothes. The shirts are mostly in the middle distance."

Gu Junqi didn't know if she said that would be too one-sided. After all, she only paid attention to Song Weiran's shirt style, and he was a well-organized man, and so was his dressing style.Although there is no shortage of fashion, the shape and color refuse to be too fancy.Absolutely different from those alternative clothes on the street, Song Weiran has a closet at home, which is full of shirts, but there is not even a shirt that looks very strange in color.

Therefore, she wondered if other professional men like Song Weiran were also so orthodox when matching formal clothes.Thinking about it, his eyes fell on Han Jingxiu. As a fashion designer, he still wears a lot of suits. Although most of them are casual clothes and don't know how to wear ties, the shirts are also simple and elegant.While Gu Junqi expressed his thoughts, he added: "As for shirts, I personally don't like too fancy ones. So, after thinking about it, I still plan to make some fine-tuning under the orthodox pattern concept. Only add some The charm element is good, so that the sportsmen in the office don’t look too rigid. A touch of bright color adds interest, similar to the feeling of a little red in a thousand miles of green hills, it will be very eye-catching. However, it should be serious and serious without being overwhelmed Destruction, things like that should be acceptable."

(End of this chapter)