CEO husband is too clingy

Looking at the other party, he stared coldly at the syringe in his hand. Ling Jiu calmly took back his hand, calmly coughed and asked, "where's the third miss?"

LuoMing simply propped up the bed with one hand, rubbed his fluffy and messy hair with the other hand, and heard a faint answer: "I don't know."

Ling Jiu immediately picked his eyebrow. "Strange, she's so nervous. Your personality will not be there? It seems that you're not as important as I think."

LuoMing Jane completely ignored it, lifted the quilt and got up to wash her face.

Ling Jiu went to open the curtain. The sky was already like black silk dyed with ink. He stretched out his hand to open the window and let the night wind run away. He took out his hand and called Qianmo. It rang for a long time before he got through.

"Miss three, you didn't say you were worried about LuoMing Jane. Why are your men awake now and you haven't come back?"

His tone was very teasing and ambiguous, completely ignoring LuoMing Jane who washed her face in the bathroom.

There was some noise on the phone, mixed with heavy musicians. Ling Jiu felt something wrong when he listened.

"I have something to do. I can't go back for a while. Take care of him first."

Listening to Qian Mo's lazy voice on the phone, Ling Jiu Yapi whistled.

"Where are you? Don't call me in the bar!"

Just listen to the cheers and music of men and women over there, he knows it's a bar!

"How can the doctor go to the bar! LuoMing has a little loss. I'll deduct your salary!"

Patter, Qianmo hung up the phone cleanly.

"..." Ling Jiu looked at Luo Ming coming out of the bathroom for a moment and said, "do you hear me?"

LuoMing Jane looked at him indifferently and didn't speak.

Ling Jiu came forward sympathetically and patted him on the shoulder. His tone was absolutely schadenfreude: "Man, you're out of favor. Since miss three doesn't care if you go to the bar to have fun, even if I give you euthanasia, she doesn't care. Hey, women just don't like you... Hey, don't go, I haven't finished! Even if you're out of favor, it's okay. Anyway, you don't like miss three, and you don't like the research room. Why don't we go to the bar "I can pay for it!"

LuoMing Jane left with an expressionless face. She came to the hall and ate dinner calmly, completely ignoring Ling Jiu's broken thoughts.

Ling Jiu was about to say something when he heard the door bell. He went up and opened the door. He saw Lin xiamu standing outside the door.

"Hi." Lin xiamu greeted him with a smile, looked inside and said, "where's your cousin? I came to see you for dinner!"

"That's not a coincidence." Ling Jiu let her in, shrugged and said, "your cousin left us and went out to the bar."

Lin xiamu was shocked: "no?" his eyes fell on Luo Mingjian expressionless. My cousin would leave him alone to go out to the bar? I'm afraid the credibility is negative.

At this time, Qianmo is holding a glass of vodka in her hand. She really seldom drinks, because after drinking, she really doesn't know what will happen. When she was 16, she drank three glasses of beer and didn't know what happened the next day. She kept silent for thousands of years, and never let her drink from now on. Even Ling Jiu warned her.

In view of the fact that she also hated the blank memory after drinking, Qianmo never drank more than two cups, which was her limit, but it was completely pretending to hold a cup of vodka at this time.

Slender fingertips caress the cold cup mouth, but a pair of beautiful eyes linger in the happy crowd on the dance floor.

She's looking for someone who has mastered the fatal news of the special zone. She's definitely not what Ling Jiu thought. She's just coming to bars for fun. Of course, many people think the same as Ling Jiu.

"Have a drink, miss?"

She looked up at the man coming up, dressed in famous brand clothes and trousers, dressed appropriately and gracefully, but her eyes were too powerful and explicit.

Qian Mo glanced at him and took back his eyes and continued to look for goals on the dance floor. The ignored man's face was suddenly ugly. Seeing that she was a person again, he couldn't help but evoke a proud smile.

"Beauty, don't be shameless." then he reached out and grabbed the cup in Qianmo's hand.

She looked lazy and didn't move, but she crossed a long arm to stop the man's movement.

"Rong, Rong Shao!" the man immediately withdrew his hand and smiled.

Qian Mo looked at the sudden appearance of Rong Jiu. When his heart was finished, how did he meet again.

Rong Jiu looked at the man and didn't speak, but it was obvious that he was protecting the woman behind him. If the other party dared to take a step forward, he would definitely be blasted into slag.

"Excuse me, since you are here, I'm sorry to disturb you. Have a good time..."

What he said was terrible. He ran away with a frightened face.

She looked at such people's faces too much, and then she sneered softly to show her disdain.

Rong Jiu turned back slowly and smiled, "see you again, Miss Ni."

Hearing this title, Qianmo unconsciously shows a pure bright smile and recalls the name he told Rongjiu at the beginning.

Ni Pianpian, lie to you.

What a fool.

"I didn't expect to meet Mr. Rong here." Qianmo smiled quietly to hide his laughter about Rong Jiu.

"Why alone?"

Somehow, Qianmo always thought he was joking when he said this. She always valued her intuition. She said that Rongjiu either reflected her name or an excuse about her fiance that night.

Rong Jiu picked his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes slightly: "what's the matter?" he looked around her without a second person.

Qianmo pretends not to understand that he is hinting that he is going to the bar alone. He looks up and takes a sip of wine. His eyes inadvertently wander around. He just sees that the person he stares at starts to go out.

So she took a look at her mobile phone, frowned and said anxiously, "he should be worried if he hasn't gone back so late. Excuse me, thank you just now. I'll see you another day."

As soon as the voice fell, she ran flexibly towards the crowd with her mobile phone, waiting for a long time to say the second sentence.

Rong Jiu looked at the charming figure shuttling away in the crowd, and a meaningful smile came up at the corners of his mouth.

Someone came up behind him and said respectfully, "Rong Shao, check it out."

"Say." he put the glass on the bar and put his hands in his pockets.

"That batch of experimental drugs was given to Qianque building, but there was no research action."

Rong jiudun paused, his eyes half narrowed, showing a little dangerous light: "is this to break the contract?"

The people behind him were silent, still unchanged, and their tone was mechanized deference.

"In addition, the owner of Qianque building wants to see Rong Shao in person."

A new wave of musicians sounded in the bar, and the voices of men and women screaming and singing were heard. Let's walk into the crowd with a cold tone: "make an appointment."