Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

There was loud music, people were dancing on the dance floor, and the bar was noisy.

"Wu Wu..." Feng Qianxi struggled. A large bottle of whisky had gone to more than half of the bottle, and all of it was poured into Feng Qianxi's stomach.

"Well, don't do it. I think it's a good wine. If you pour it down, I'm afraid something will happen. "

Holding her brother this just put the bottle down, the wind shallow directly bent down next to vomit a mouthful of wine, only feel the stomach in the crazy pain.

"Little beauty, come and play dice with my brother."

"Pa!" The wind shallow Xi one palm waved to open the die cup that handed over, wiped the wine that wipe mouth corner remnant with the hand: "you are too much!"

"Pretty hot girl! Too much? I'll show you what excess is One of the men pounced on her, and the evil hand swam back and forth on her. The wind was shallow, and suddenly he was cold and disgusted.

"Let go of me!" She struggled, small hands flurried to grab the wine bottle on the table, want to hit the person on the body, but another one grabbed the bottle and threw it to the ground.

"Bang..." the sound of a broken glass bottle.

At this time, on the other side of the bar, the Secretary, who was walking forward, found that Nangong never came up. He was staring at a corner and immediately backed back: "President Nangong, what's the matter with you?"

Nangong looked at the distance coldly. There was only endless cold and frost in her blue eyes.

"Nangong President? Do you have anyone you know? " The Secretary asked suspiciously.

Nangong never responded. He walked coldly towards the card seat on one side. It was like a cold air around him. That woman was in the bar? And there were so many men around her.

Feng Qianxi is struggling among several men. Her head is more dizzy than just now. If she continues to consume alcohol in her body, she should be drunk. After all, it's most of a bottle of high concentration whisky. She was not good at drinking. It's not easy for her to stick to it now.

"The wind is shallow! What are you doing? " A cold, heartless voice passed through my ears.

Why? Did she hear the hallucination? Looks like someone called her name again?

"Well, who are you? Don't disturb the ladies The man who held her in his arms roared at once.

The wind shallow Xi suddenly raised his head, eyes directly on the pair of cold blue eyes, her body instantly stiff, Nangong, Jue?

"Oh! Playing with women? Do you mean her? " Nangong Jue had a sneer, and his eyes were full of light.

"It must be a great job for such a beautiful woman. Do you want to share it? Hee, nice idea! This woman is ours! Get out of the way Hold the man of shallow Xi, provocative say.

"Er..." His big palm quickly stretched out, directly grabbed the man's neck, the blue veins on the back of his hand burst, but his face was expressionless. I don't know whether it's Qi Feng Qianxi or the man in his hand. He only knows that he's very angry now and wants to kill the man in front of him.

The man struggled a few times and rolled his eyes.

Nangong Jue grabbed the body and threw it aside: "Qianxi, it seems you have a good time?"

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Do you want to die?"

When the people at the same table saw that their companions were pinched and fainted, they all clapped the table and stood up.

But the breeze shallow Xi still lost soul of stare at his eyes, in the heart clap Deng for a while, clearly South Temple absolute appearance, she should be glad just right. Because he was saved, but why is he so uneasy in his heart: "it's not like this, Nangong Jue. It's not what you see. You listen to me."

There was only one thought in her mind. She wanted to explain. She wanted to explain! Or she'll be dead.

"Nangong Jue? Are you Nangong Jue Just now a few arrogant men heard the wind shallow Xi so call him, instant wilt, when hearing the name, all people's faces become iron blue. Nangong Jue, what a terrible existence it is!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Nangong. We didn't know she was your woman. I'm sorry you're busy. Let's go first. "

Several men left in a hurry. If they don't run, their lives will be in danger. But they don't know that if they offend Nangong Jue, they will have no way to survive, let alone the wind.

Not far away from them, Nangong Jue turned his head to a subordinate in black beside him and said, "don't leave a living."

"Yes." The subordinate in black left immediately and chased them in the direction they left.

Feng Qianxi stood up with his body: "Nangong Jue, listen to me first... I..."

Before she finished speaking, Nangong Jue grabbed the front collar of her clothes and said, "OK, let's find a quiet place and speak slowly."

Drag her body, straight to the bar box.

"Ah...!" Being dragged by force, his body constantly bumps into the tables and chairs around him, which is painful, but he doesn't pay attention to her pain at all.

He threw Qian Xi directly into an empty box.

"Nangong President..." the Secretary caught up.

"Tell Mr. Zhang that I have something else to deal with. I'll talk about it next time!" Cold finish saying, he also entered the box, slam shut the door.

Sound insulation box is very quiet, the wind is shallow Xi was dropped to sit on the ground, she rubbed his bruised knees: "as for you so rude?"

"Rough? Hum! As soon as the front foot takes you home, the back foot comes to the bar to find a man. Wind shallow Xi, you really can play tricks Nangong Jue came up to her and looked down at her like garbage.

"I didn't, you misunderstood." She knew that she would be misunderstood, so she was anxious to explain.

"Misunderstanding? In the morning, I was pretending to be a chaste martyr and had to go back to the bar for entertainment?? Oh... You are really a shameless woman

Nangong Jue said, grabbed her from the ground and threw her directly on the sofa: "since you want to be played by men so much, I will satisfy you well!"

"It's not like that. I didn't. I was going back, but I saw some acquaintances on the way, so I came to the bar. I didn't come to play."

"Acquaintances? What about the man? " He gave a cold smile.

"No, I didn't catch up..." Xiaomei frowned, she pursed her lips, and quickly said: "you believe me, I really don't come to play."

Nangong Jue leaned down, pressed her shoulder with his big palm, and pressed her on the sofa: "it smells like wine, woman, how much wine have you drunk? I've been drinking like this, and I'm not here to play? "

"No, don't do that." Oh, my God. How does she explain that? The strength of wine was slowly pouring into her head, and she didn't know how to organize her thoughts.