Chapter 80

Seeing how rude he was, the man touched his nose, smiled and waved to the young lady, "Come over to me, I love you."

"Thank you, Qian Shao!" The hostess glanced at the cold Fan Yaoming admiringly, and was unwilling to go over to the man.

Leaning over and hugging his neck coquettishly, "Qian Shao, you are the best for Nunu."

Those eyes with false eyelashes looked at Fan Yaoming meaningfully.

The corners of the man's lips were raised evilly, and he continued to flirt with the woman, but his eyes turned to the man who was drinking directly.

Fan Yaoming stared at him fiercely, his thin lips parted slightly, "Do you want me to enjoy your erotic drama here?"

"Hehe, if you want to see it, I will dare."

The man was provocative, not at all afraid of the cold anger on his face, "Isn't it just to relax when you come out to drink? It's not like you have been with a monk for thousands of years, with a cold face."

Fan Yaoming's handsome face became more and more cold and angry, his complexion was extremely dark, he looks like a monk?

Hmph, he's been very happy recently!
Thinking of having a lovely wife at home, his chest heaving up and down, his handsome eyes falling on the phone on the table, he really didn't want to go back to see her so early.

She has a magical power that makes people addicted.

He reached out to take the foreign wine on the side, one cup after another, and continued to drink.

At the bottom of my heart, I couldn't help thinking about her, but at the same time, I felt guilty about her.

Fan Yaoming, when did you become so unclear.

Obviously you don't love her, thinking about what she does.

boom!
The wine glass was placed heavily on the glass tea table, and the force caused the glass tea table to crack, which immediately shocked the man flirting with the woman on the other side.

What's wrong with him, he was so angry that he was not in the mood to tease Miss.

"Mo, keep playing, I'll go back first."

Seeing that he drank up all the bottles of spirits on the table, but still restless, Fan Yaoming picked up his coat and mobile phone and walked out of the box slightly drunk.

"Hey, you really don't want to play anymore?" The man shouted angrily from behind.

"Charge it to my account tonight."

I only heard the voice from the door, and I couldn't even see the figure.

Hey, it's really embarrassing, you found me out, but you left first.

The man cursed, "Qian Shao, don't be angry, aren't we still with you?"

The man looked at the women with heavy make-up, lost interest immediately, politely greeted them a few times, and followed them.

The main character is gone, what else is he playing.

 Everyone, don't dive, Xiaoyue really wants to see your figure, leave a trace, and continue.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like