Second marriage of my cute wife

Phantom is the top bar in Haicheng. When night falls and the lights begin to shine, it becomes a place for countless men and women to express their desires. Tonight, DJs on the stage are playing dynamic dance music, and the men and women under the stage are wantonly and madly twisting their bodies with the rhythm, which makes the atmosphere of the whole bar high to explosion.

At the bar counter of the bar, Mu Qingshu poured himself a glass of wine, and the wine came up. With red eyes, he called to his best friend Jiang Xiaoshan, "Xiaoshan, congratulations to me. I'm finally married today And married myself to my favorite city, jiangmucheng. "

As soon as she called, she immediately attracted the attention of countless men in the bar.

When they see Mu Qingshu, who is wearing a white wedding dress and constantly pouring his own wine, many men are interested in her. There are all kinds of women in and out of the bar. They are not uncommon, but it is definitely the first time for the bride to come to the bar to drink in her wedding dress.

She is like a magnolia in the dark corner, fresh and refined. It's easy to evoke the most pure evil factor in a man's bones, so that people can't wait to tear up her wedding dress and have a wonderful night with such a woman.

"See? What are you looking at! Get out of my way Jiang Xiaoshan scolds those men who try to chat up with each other fiercely. She turns around and sees Mu Qingshu pouring a glass of wine into her mouth. She hates that she grabs the glass from her hand and says, "Mu Qingshu, Jiang Mucheng is an asshole. He makes you a big joke. Is it necessary for you TMD to hang yourself on his crooked neck tree? If I were you, I would have taken revenge on them. "

Mu Qingshu grabs the wine cup from Jiang Xiaoshan again, pours down the wine in the wine cup at one go, and then slaps the wine cup hard at the bar.

After a hiccup, there was only the word "revenge" in Jiang Xiaoshan's head. Her confused eyes echoed her words, "Xiaoshan, you're right. I can't hang on this crooked neck tree in jiangmucheng. I want to get back at him... "

Jiangxiaoshan just want to praise, she finally want to understand, the mobile phone in the bag rang. The bar environment is too noisy, afraid to hear the phone, Jiang Xiaoshan holding a mobile phone to wood Qingshu asked, "Xiaoshu, you sit here and wait for me for a few minutes. I'll come back and take you home when I get the call. "

Mu Qingshu casually nodded her head. She was drunk. All she had in her head was the idea of how to revenge Jiang Mucheng.

After another drink, she finally braved herself to the bar and asked the waiter, "do you have a male publicist here?"

The waiter was choked by her words. After working in phantom bar for so many years, it was the first time that he saw a woman come to the bar to drink in a beautiful wedding dress on his wedding night, and it was so strange that he ordered a man's PR at the beginning.

What about her husband?

He didn't react for a moment. Mu Qingshu saw that he didn't answer himself and thought he didn't understand her. Then he said, "duck, do you have ducks here?"

Although I think Mu Qingshu is too eccentric, she is a guest after all. The waiter didn't dare to offend her, so he took out the key. "Guest, you go to room 306 first, and we'll arrange the rest."

Mu Qingshu clutched the key in his heart and left the bar with a heavy step. During this period, many men came forward to chat with her, but she pushed them away.

She didn't know how long she had been walking. In short, after opening a door, she went into a private room. The light in the private room is not very bright. After looking around in the private room, she saw the man sitting in the sofa.

The man's two long, straight legs overlapped, and his body sank into the sofa. A face hidden in the shadow, people can't see clearly, but he is surrounded by a cold and solemn atmosphere, which makes him like a high king.

Such a man is a dangerous man at a glance.

If Mu Qingshu had not been drunk, she would have found an excuse to leave when she saw such a man.

But under the pressure of alcohol and hatred, all she had left in her mind was the idea of revenge on Jiang Mucheng. She chuckled twice and went to the dangerous man.

"You are the duck that the bar arranged for me."

Duck?

Man sharp eyebrow angle gently pick, a pair of fine dark peach eyes swept a touch of evil.

"Miss, you are mistaken."

The cold voice without a trace of temperature shows the man's disgust for mu Qingshu who suddenly breaks into the private room.

A burst of wine strength came up, and Mu Qingshu was dizzy. She didn't understand the man's words. She just put her body close to the sofa where he was sitting and reached for the man's face.

Refers to the abdomen under the man's facial features contour deep three-dimensional, is her favorite type.

After touching her face, she put her hand all the way down, across the clothes and put it on the man's chest.

The soft finger pulp quickly feels the tension of a man's chest, which is not available to men who lack exercise.

Mu Qingshu is very satisfied with the duck arranged for her by the bar.

But men seem to hate being touched by women. He dims the evil color in peach blossom's eyes gradually, almost rudely pushes Mu Qingshu to the ground, gets up and walks to the door of the private room with two long legs.Suddenly, his right arm was pulled by Mu Qingshu again. His sharp eyebrow twist, want to shake off wood green Shu's hand. But in the next moment, the tall body was pushed to the wall by a brute force.

He stepped back, and his stiff back hit the wall.

Mu Qingshu steps forward and sticks to his body.

The man's evil eyes shot at Mu Qingshu like two thin and sharp blades. When he spoke again, his voice was cold. "What are you going to do, miss?"

"What? You're a duck. What else do you want me to do? " Muqingshu one hand to pick up the man's sharp chin, the other hand savagely to pull the collar of his clothes. But after a random pull, I only pulled off a button at the top of the collar of the hand-made shirt, and the rest couldn't be pulled off.

Mu Qingshu's words and actions are like provocation to men. The man's face hidden in the shadow is covered with dark clouds. He pulls his two iron arms and pushes Mu Qingshu, who has been attached to him, to the ground again without pity.

The sharp pain from the thigh pricked Mu Qingshu's brain for a moment. She sat down on the ground several times, but failed to stand up. It gave her a feeble sense of frustration. And this frustration reminds her of the grievances she suffered in jiangmucheng.

Crystal tears fell down, her hands holding the face crying very sad. "Why Jiang Mucheng, the bastard, clearly told me that he liked me and that he wanted to take care of me all his life. But today when we got married, he left my bride and went to see Bai Wei. In public, my bride became a joke among other people Why do his feelings change, leaving me sad in situ. "

"From the time I knew him to now, I forced myself to study my most disgusting major for him; when he was attacked, I was the first one to rush out to block his gun; when he was injured and needed blood transfusion, I asked the nurse to draw my blood without saying a word We've known each other for seven years, and I've done everything I can for him. But he bothered me, hated me, scolded me, and told me to die soon. He has only his Bai Wei in his heart... "

The footstep that the man leaves is light, the peach blossom eye of fine dark light flashed next.

Jiangmucheng? Block the gun?

"he thought that Mu Qingshu would love him all his life. Let him dream! He can give me a green hat. Do I have to be a widow all my life? I'll find other men, too... "

Her voice became lighter and lighter. When the man looked down at her again, he found that her watery eyes were full of bright and watery fog, and her nose and cheek were crying red. The whole person looked as if she was wronged.

The peach blossom eye of the man's essence is dark, and the end of the eye passes by a touch of Yin ruthlessness.

Stupid woman, mouth clamoring to revenge on her husband, but will only cry.

It's hopeless!

The man threw a light look at her again, turned around and was not ready to waste another second on her. But the drunken Mu Qingshu sees that he is going to leave. Under a kind of chaotic ideology, he climbs up from the ground with pain, stands on tiptoe, puts two arms on the man's neck, and suddenly kisses the man who is going to leave.

The man suddenly froze.

Mu Qingshu made another effort, and they fell on the sofa together.

Mu Qingshu clumsily pries his teeth open and bites his lips with a vindictive determination