The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Ling Qianmo picked up the wine glass, and said softly, "I have never seen such a big scene, and I was a little gaffe, I hope you don't blame it. I will do this first, and I will take it as an apologize."

After all, she raised her head and she drank the scarlet liquid eagerly but gracefully.Then he flipped the wine glass and gestured to the man, with a decent smile on his lips.

Ye Zi'an saw Ling Qianmo like this for the first time, exquisite and long-sleeved.

Just thinking that she was facing another man, Ye Zi'an's face sank, and he slapped his chopsticks on the table with a snap.

The small heart of the person next to him was frightened and thumped by his sudden action, "Ye Shao, this dish is not to your appetite?"

"No, people are too disgusting." Ye Zi'an said lightly.

Everyone was silent, afraid to speak.

Ling Qianmo squeezed the cup subconsciously, the strong smile on his face faltering.

After a while, he took a deep breath, raised his eyes and smiled again, and took the bottle on the side to pour him a drink, "It seems that my ignorance made Ye Shao angry. It's okay. I will respect Ye Shao with this cup, hope Master Ye Shao has a lot. After drinking this cup, I won't be here to hinder Ye Shao's eyes."

The tone was plain, Wen Liang had no emotions, and self-deprecation was well hidden behind the smile.

He implicitly said that she had lost his appetite, and he didn't directly slap the table and smash things to say something more ugly, which is enough to give her face, right?

boom!

Before she finished thinking about it, the man had already thrown the wine glass in front of her.

Did it still break out?!

After she came in, the waiter closed the private room door, so the outside would not know the movement inside.

At this moment, Ling Qianmo felt lucky, at least he didn't embarrass himself in front of his colleagues.

The people in the box didn't dare to get out of the air, they all looked at the man who was suddenly angry.

Looking at the atmosphere of the scene, how can you feel like a fish in the pond for no reason?

Ling Qianmo glanced at the glass that had fallen to pieces on the ground. He endured and endured it in his heart before it didn't change color. "It seems that Ye Shao doesn't want to see me anymore. I'm sorry to disturb you Yaxing. "

After that, he leaned back, pushed aside his chair and stood up to leave.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his arm, pulled back and buckled his shoulder and pressed down, Ling Qianmo was pressed on the table.

The plate and wine glass were overturned, some soup and liquor splashed on her face, the force clasping her wrist was like breaking her, and the pretty face that was still smiling instantly turned white.

Ling Qianmo bit her lip severely, and sneered at the man above him, "What does Ye Shao mean, do you want to use it in the public?"

The other people in the private room decisively turned their eyes away, pretending not to hear.

Ye Zi'an squeezed the fingers of her wrist a little harder, and his sturdy body pressed down, "It's not that I haven't slept before, why pretend to be high?" The bad tone made Ling Qianmo want to slap him. "While having sex with me, while having a relationship with my ex-boyfriend, didn't you have fun?"

The warm words rang in my ears, only enough for two people to hear.

But the ambiguous posture of the two people suddenly turned the atmosphere of the scene into a very embarrassing and strange.

Ling Qianmo's humiliation was entwined with anger, her pretty face flushed red, and she shouted angrily while struggling, "Ye Zi'an, how much love do you really lack, you have to be so stubbornly clinging to someone who doesn't love you." Woman. I'm just lingering with my ex-boyfriend. I don’t know what’s wrong. I just love him. In my eyes, he is a thousand times better than you and 10,000 times better. I was thinking how good it would be if I replaced you with him? Are you rich and powerful? You can use me as a pastime for your ex-girlfriend, but I can't use you as a substitute. Ye Zi'an, you are such a bastard , Why should I be with you just like you?!"

The private room was quiet enough to be heard.

In the huge private room, the woman's angry and endured crying roar echoed.

The entire private room seemed to be frozen, and everyone sitting in their seats did not dare to move their fingers easily.

After Ling Qianmo roared, she saw the expression on the face of the man who was pressing on her body getting cold inch by inch, and then she instantly regretted it, regretting that she couldn't draw her own big mouth.

Obviously, I have endured it for so long, why did it suddenly break out at a critical time?

Even if Ye Zi'an is pressed in front of others, what if he really does something in front of these people, these people may not have the guts to watch the audience.Anyway, she has been slept twice, so what if she slept one more time, why can't she bite her teeth anymore.

Maybe forbearance will pass.

Sooner or later, the hurt in her heart will heal, just like she soon forgot about Xiang Heng, one day she can also forget Ye Zi'an and the chaotic life during this time.

The jet black eyes firmly locked her, and the thin lips slowly pulled out a cold smile.

Ling Qianmo's heart palpitated, and her whole body tensed subconsciously.

"Ling Qianmo, you really are under-trained." The man finished speaking, and a drunken kiss fell on her tender lips.

Ling Qianmo panicked, his kiss was domineering, arrogant, without a trace of tenderness, as if he was about to swallow her, he entangled the kiss unscrupulously.

"Ye Zi'an..." Ling Qianmo whimpered and called his name, his eyes widened to the limit, he wanted to move, but was firmly suppressed by the man, and he was very helpless to play around.

Ye Zi'an showed a strong force ready to go, entangled her lips fiercely, and walked in along the sway of her shirt. With that rude and emotional appearance, it was as if she could be stripped naked in the next second. Press it on the table.

Ling Qianmo was a little scared.

She felt as if she had misestimated the man.

This feeling of being totally untouchable and uncontrollable made her feel flustered.

Ye Zi'an kissed fiercely, without any scent of fragility, it was just a vent, she even tasted the smell of blood.

No matter how cheeky the other people in the private room are, they dare not stay here to watch them wipe their guns and get out of the way, so they got out of the private room like two escapes, took them carefully and thoughtfully, and told the waiter to leave it alone unless the people inside came out. Don't go in and disturb if you hear anything.

Ling Qianmo looked at the suddenly empty box, and his heart sank to the bottom.

She feels that she is doomed!

It wasn't until the cold tears on her face fell and wet the skin that he clings to her cheeks, that stopped the man from falling further down and was about to invade the hands of the private area.

Ye Zi'an squinted, her voice dull, "Isn't you thinking of me as Xiang Heng, your favorite person wants to fuck you, you cry too?"