Broken Love: Satan,Leave Me Alone

He Hanchuan shakes the goblet, and the red liquid ripples in the cup, forming a vortex, which is extremely ornamental, but also stained with a bit of dark depression.

"I'll have a glass of red wine and half a glass of juice for the evening lady, isn't it?" Pei song put the empty glass on the table, took another glass of red wine from the waiter's tray, handed it to her mouth with a smile, and said vaguely, "well, I won't embarrass you. If you take a sip, how about I drink the rest?"

With that, he took a provocative look at he Hanchuan.

The rim of the goblet was stained with evening lipstick. She tightly pursed her lips and went to take the glass in his hand. "If you drink a glass of wine, I will also drink a glass of wine, which is fair."

"Well, no --" Pei song didn't let go with a bad smile, but covered her hands with her hands. "I'm a man, you're a woman. If I have a drink, I'll let you have a drink. Isn't that bullying you? Take a sip and I'll take the rest. "

In the evening, I watched their hands covered together and clenched my teeth.

Pei song is clearly teasing her, but she will return to the dream club after today. If she doesn't act according to his will, I'm afraid he will always find trouble.

"Didn't you drink enough water in the pool last time?" He Hanchuan looked at him coolly, easily broke his hand, and then pulled Xiangwan behind him.

Jiang qingran just came in and saw this scene. His smile was stiff on his face, and after a while he recovered to nature.

"General manager he is angry?" Remembering the discomfiture at that party, Pei Songjun's face was black, but he could only force a smile, "I'm just joking with Miss Xiang Wan. Don't mind. I'll apologize to you."

He raised the wine, dried it, and slammed the empty glass on the table.

"Take care of your mouth, your hand, my woman. Even if I don't use it, I can't turn to you." He Hanchuan's eagle Falcon like eyes directly at him, word by word said.

In the evening, he clenched his fist tightly, and his knuckles turned white because he was too hard.

What does he regard her as? goods?

"I'm used to sharing women with my brothers. I don't know that President he is so interested in any woman. My fault will never be the same next time." Pei song's face was red and blue for a while. Her eyes were not satisfied, but she had a flattering smile on her face.

He Hanchuan didn't pay attention to him any more, but turned and said to the evening, "reach out."

She held out her hand. He poured two glasses of champagne on her hand. After washing her carefully, he threw her some paper towels and let her clean them.

"Cleaned up." He Hanchuan thinks she is dirty?! The evening endure humiliation to wipe clean, whispered.

Pei song leans on the table and drinks five or six glasses of red wine, and his eyes are tinged with red.

"I'll see a male dog who will be in heat and walk around." He Hanchuan took a paper towel to wipe the hands stained with champagne, then threw the paper towel, walked north, "follow."

At night, eh, he followed him with his head down.

When they got out of the seven or eight meters, Pei song put the empty wine cup on the table, spat on the ground, and said, "what the hell, a stinky bitch is climbing on my head!"

"Why is Pei Shao so angry?" A large flaxen curly woman came up, and the waves in front of her were clinging to him.

"Isn't he Hanchuan that bitch yet?" Pei song repressed to roar, fox eyes a cruel, "he can be so horizontal, is not relying on a good birth?"

The woman looked around cautiously and said in a coquettish voice, "I know you are not afraid of Mr. He, but this is someone else's territory. Keep your voice down."

"Roll away!" Pei song pushed her away impatiently, staring at the back of the evening. Don't let him sleep? He wants to sleep!

After he Hanchuan's death in the evening, he took more than ten steps and was stopped by Jiang qingran.

"Brother Hanchuan, late at night, wait a minute." Jiang qingran's voice is soft and soft, which is very pleasant to hear.

The evening frowned, or stopped, she looked up, he Hanchuan did not seem to hear, is still moving forward.

She pursed her lips instead of calling her.

"In the evening." Jiang qingran pushed the wheelchair to her, with a very comfortable smile on her pretty face.

On the same day two years ago, the scene of Jiang qingran walking towards the red sports car with the same smile was shown in Xiangwan's mind like a movie.

Anger along the foot all the way up, take a deep breath into the evening, look indifferent, "he always is in front of you, you can catch up now."

"I'll go to see brother Hanchuan later." Jiang qingran gave a gentle smile, picked up the gift box on the wheelchair and handed it to Xiangwan with both hands. "Happy Birthday to you."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I can't afford your gift."

I don't want to take it.

I feel sick.

"I'm afraid you won't accept it, so it's not something valuable." Jiang qingran's eyes seem to be full of bright stars, "do you remember? I fell in love with photography for a while, and I especially like to take pictures with my SLR. "She tried to suppress the anger and nausea at the bottom of her heart. "For too long, I have a bad memory."

"Almost before your 18th birthday, I took a lot of photos for you, brother Xiang Yu, my brother, me and brother Hanchuan." Jiang qingran did not seem to be aware of her mood, her face is still with a bright smile, "I developed those photos, made into a pamphlet, for you, to commemorate our beautiful youth."

There were a lot of people at the birthday party, and there were voices everywhere, which made Xiangwan's irritable heart extremely irritable.

She kept breathing deeply, trying to ease her emotions, but she was facing Jiang qingran's innocent smile and a so-called gift box to commemorate her beauty and purity -

all her anger could not be suppressed!

Bang!

Taking the gift box in the evening and throwing it on the ground, the voice seems sharp because of excessive height, "is it to commemorate the beautiful youth, or to commemorate my stupidity and ignorance?"

Tears ran down the corners of her eyes and she wiped them away.

All of a sudden, the whole birthday party was quiet, and the people looked at them in amazement or perplexity or curiosity or banter.

Jiang Qing took back his empty hands and looked at the photos scattered on the ground. His smile, like a colorful bubble, disappeared in the sunlight, leaving only sadness.

"Don't call my name!" In the evening, the body trembled slightly, manic and angry flowed in all parts of the body, as if to burst the blood vessels, "you are not worthy! Jiang qingran, you don't deserve it

In order to cover the scar on her leg, the dress was designed to be very long. She took the skirt and rushed out of the banquet hall with Jiang qingran's injured eyes and other people's eyes.

People are coming and going in the corridor of the hotel. They stumble forward in the evening without looking at them, but they always feel that these people are talking about her as much as they were two years ago www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!