Sweetheart,Come Back!

I opened the red wine and poured myself a glass.

Slowly drink a mouthful, looking around the shaking figure, the mood is more depressed.

Anyin's drinking capacity is not good, coupled with the bad mood, the wine is also urgent, a cup of wine down, the head a little dizzy, slightly drunk feeling can not reduce the melancholy in the heart.

The phone rang and she picked up the phone without thinking about it.

"Hello..."

On the other side of the phone, Qin Jian heard the noisy music of Di bar and frowned, "where is it?"

Anyin is not surprised to hear Qin Jian's low and cold voice with bad tone. Instead, she laughs, "drink!"

A girl, running out for a drink in the middle of the night?

Qin Jian's face became more and more ugly, "and who?"

"I'm alone. Are you coming?"

"Where is it?"

"Guess!"

"Where are you Qin Jian gently pursed his lips. He knew that she was in a bad mood, but he was not in a good mood.

He was already agitated, and he became more and more upset when he made another scene.

After talking with the old man, he came out and hurried back to the East Pavilion, but there was no anyin. Originally, he thought that anyin was somewhere in Qin's house, but Qin Xiu came back again. He was afraid that Qin Xiu would not change his mind and ask anyin to trouble him. He immediately called an Yin.

It turned out to be rock music.

"What are you doing? You are not only fierce, but also fierce. Can't you talk to me

Qin Jian pursed his lips and did not speak. After a while, he began to speak again. His tone was soft and he asked patiently, "where are you?"

"I'll tell you where I am. Will you drink with me?"

"Well, I'll be with you."

"Then you come to me, find me, and I'll buy you a drink." Anyin finished and hung up.

Qin Jian, you are the pain in my heart!

If you can't see your heartache, it will hurt more when you see you.

What am I going to do?

Anyin looks at the hung up phone, tears congealed.

Pick up the glass and drink the wine out.

Drink more quickly, blink of an eye, half a bottle of red wine down, the head also more dizzy.

The mobile phone "Ding" to the ground.

Anyin opens the SMS.

Qin Jian: [is the wine good? 】

[good! 】

an Yin lifted a bitter smile around her mouth and stroked the position of the text message with her fingers. He remembered her.

The phone rings.

Anyin presses the answer button and puts the phone to her ear.

"What does it feel like?" Qin Jian's low and sexy voice came from the microphone.

"A little dizzy, but not bad" tears did not feel rolling down. She did not cry in the face of the nausea and malice of "Twilight good". When she was alone, she did not cry. At this time, listening to his voice, she could not help crying.

Qin Jian's voice pauses for a moment, "you cry."

"No..." Anyin sucked her nose. Anyway, she's on her own now. What's the matter with crying? Anyway, her cowardice won't be seen by others.

"Lies."

"Really not..." Anyin sniffed.

A hand reached out and brushed the long hair off her neck.

Anxin turns around and looks up at the owner of the hand.

"Three young masters!" An Yin looked at the man's angular face, stunned.

Qin Jian took a look at her and sat down opposite her. His sight stopped on the half bottle of red wine and looked back at her again. The servant brought the glass.

"How did you find me?" Anyin asked this question, and felt that she was particularly stupid.