Fairy Cries Only At Night

The breath in the box stagnated. I realized what I was doing. I immediately smiled and took the microphone to ask for a song. "President Wang, President Xin, what song do you want to listen to? Qingqing sings it to you."

I came to the screen and looked at them with a smile.

"Order a song? I'll listen to what Qingqing likes to sing!" Mr. Xin came towards me with an awkward Mandarin, and I had a thin layer of goose bumps all over my body.

"Hehe, OK, the moon in the lotus pond." I looked at President Xin's hand reaching out to me. I turned quietly and pressed my fingers to the screen.

That is, when I paused slightly, President Xin wrapped his hand around my waist and leaned up.

The strong smell of wine and smoke poured into my nose, and I felt nauseous.

Curious and strange, I stayed around Li Yan for a while, but now I smell the smell of these men, and I even have a feeling of disgust.

I haven't had this feeling before. When I first entered the East Palace, this feeling was particularly strong, but I had to endure if I wanted to make money.

Gradually I got used to it, but it was only a long time before I was used to it. I really couldn't stay by Li Yan's side.

I resisted the disgusting feeling and sang to the music.

Cut a period of time to flow slowly

Into the moonlight, rippling slightly

……

Fireflies light up the stars of the night

……

President Xin's hand wandered on me again, and even put his hand into my clothes. I grabbed his hand, held back my disgust and smiled shyly, "President Xin, don't do this. People want to sing..."

"Singing? I want to hear you sing more now." Mr. Xin said. The thick lips kissed me. I couldn't stand it and pushed him away.

Xin was always pushed by me to stand still, but I stood there stunned and didn't know what to do.

It's not that I haven't encountered such a situation, but my previous solution is not as direct as it is now.

And such a direct will kill me.

"Qingqing!" Mr. Wang's cold voice fell into my ears, interrupting my thoughts. I came back. Mr. Xin was looking at me with a gloomy face.

I woke up and hurried forward, "sorry, Mr. Xin, Qingqing thought of something just now. Don't be surprised!"

I immediately laughed and picked up the wine on the table, "I'm very sorry. Qingqing will accompany you now."

I finished drinking at one breath and took another cup to President Wang, "President Wang, you know Qingqing's temperament. I hope you don't quarrel with Qingqing."

Then I took the wine and drank it again.

President Wang is my old guest after all. He no longer looks cold when he sees my reaction, but he has a warning in his eyes, "Qingqing, I let you know your ability. Don't let me down."

"Yes, I know, I know!"

I went to President Xin, filled his glass with wine, filled myself with wine, and gently touched his glass. "President Xin, don't be surprised. Just be happy here."

"Ha ha, happy is to be happy."

Xin always put his arm around my waist and sat on the sofa. I forced myself to be patient, rational and drink him.

I drank a lot of wine that night. When President Xin took me into the hotel, I finally got him drunk and threw him off.

I stumbled out of the VIP room and kept looking around.

I want to vomit, very much.

But there were flowers in front of me, and my steps were vain. I was not familiar with it. My stomach surged up. I couldn't help it. When I saw a trash can, I ran over and vomited.

I haven't vomited like this for a long time. My liver and lungs were about to come out this night. I sat on the ground and closed my eyes to breathe.

"Dada dada" falls into your ears from far to near. It's not a person, it's a lot, like a row? a group?

I was annoyed by the noisy footsteps. I opened my eyes and looked at the sound. My eyes suddenly stopped.

Ahead, led by Li Yan, he was followed by a group of people in black suits, like bodyguards and a little different. Anyway, all of them had a serious atmosphere.

I haven't seen him for more than a week. I don't know whether it's the relationship I haven't seen for a long time or whether Li Yan's meticulous suit is rigorous. I think he's a little different.

"Qingqing!" the clear and moist voice fell into my ears with surprise, clear and direct.

I looked with the voice. It was Fu Yuning's handsome face.

What day is today? I could see Li Yan and Fu Yuning in the same place.

I laughed foolishly. Fu Yuning strode over to pick me up, looked at my clothes, immediately took off his suit and wrapped me, and his face looked at Li Yan.

I didn't notice Fu Yuning's eyes. I just giggled, "you... Why are you here?"

Fu Yuning didn't speak. He looked down at me. I drank too much. Fu Yuning shook in front of me. I grabbed his hand and frowned, "don't shake!"

"I didn't shake. You're drunk. I'll take you back." Fu Yuning held me to go.

I suddenly stopped. It seemed to scratch something in my mind. I pushed him away. "I don't want you to send it. I want to go back by myself."

I was drunk and forgot the break between me and Li Yan. While Li Yan was here, I remembered what he said that I couldn't be touched by other men.

Therefore, I can't disobey him, or I will be punished.

But I overestimated myself. Just after taking a few steps, I fell down askew.

"Be careful!" Fu Yuning hugged me. I wanted to struggle, but I had no strength and could only be held by him.

"Let go of me, I don't want you to hold..."

"I'll take you back!"

"I don't want you to send it, no!"

“……”

Fu Yuning didn't speak any more, but the strength in his hand was tighter. I couldn't earn it, and my drunkenness was getting worse and worse. I slept slowly.

I was in a dark sleep. I didn't wake up until I was carried by a man.

My eyes were upside down. I could see the cement ground passing quickly on the ground, and then I was thrown into the car.

I want to struggle. My hands and feet are tied. I want to cry. My mouth is sealed with tape.

I had to struggle to get up from the seat, but I was afraid of strange places outside, especially when I saw the Hilton Hotel.

"Wuwu... Wuwu..."

I twisted eagerly and rushed out at the moment when the bodyguard in the black suit opened the door.

But my feet were tied, and I rushed to the ground, bending my whole body with pain.

Before I could react, the bodyguard carried me in again and threw me into a dark presidential suite.

The door clicked shut, and I heard the sound like the locked door of hell, with hairs all over my body.

It's dark here. If the wind blowing outside the window hadn't opened the curtains, I couldn't find the people sitting on the sofa.