Their Intriguing Marriage

The women around them all screamed and dodged their bodies. They looked at Lin Bai, who was so angry that his lips trembled. They whispered something to each other and looked like watching a good play.

I don't know if it's because it's too hot in the night or some other reason, Lin Bai's eyes under his fine eyelashes begin to be filled with a thin layer of water vapor.

She looked at Feng Chi and frowned, but her face was still the same. You can't help me. She squeezed out a few words from her teeth: "Feng Chi, you are shameless."

With that, he turned and disappeared in the crowd on the dance floor.

He stood in the same place and looked at her back. He leaned over and picked up a glass of wine. He put his head up and put it all down his throat. Then he threw the quilt aside and ran after her.

The group of women were scared by his actions, and their faces froze one after another. Seeing his chasing back, they parted unhappily, looking for new prey again.

Lin Bai strides out of the gate of LAN Guifang. Her high heels are on the white marble floor, making a powerful sound. Just as she opens the door to get on the bus, Feng Chi catches up with her and grabs her wrist.

She looked at him steadily and said coldly, "you let go."

Feng Chi seemed to have not heard her words, and his hand holding her wrist became tighter.

"I let you go, you hear me?" Looking at his unknown expression, she raised her high heels and stepped on his shining shoes.

Feng Chi let go of his hand in pain. His handsome face was twisted because of the pain.

Just as she was about to close the door, he grabbed it.

Lin Bai looked at him and insisted, but the underground station yelled at him: "Feng Chi, are you really sick?"

The corner of his mouth raised a good-looking radian and said to her, "you poured me a glass of wine for no reason. You have to tell me why."

"Because you're disgusting, is that enough?" She looked at him angrily and continued, "because you're not a man, you just hide when something goes wrong."

Looking at her face which was a little red because of anger, there was no disguised anger in her eyes. She bowed her head and kissed her, and covered her mouth which opened and closed.

She pushed him away. This time, the anger in her eyes was extinguished by the bright tears in her eyes, and her tone was weak. But the next sentence really reached his heart, beating his heart.

She asked, "Feng Chi, what am I in your heart?"

Feng Chi's time bomb, which she threw coldly, made her brain blank. Her mouth opened slightly, but she never gave an answer she wanted.

She looked at him again and again with red eyes. She finally shook her head with a bitter smile and said to herself, "forget it."

With that, he turned and got on the car, started the car and disappeared in front of Feng Chi.

After he recovered, he could only look at the shadow of her car.

This kind of self makes him feel very strange. In countless true or false relationships, it's never always that he gets tired of being late first, and then leaves smartly without looking back. How come this time, before he starts, the other party leaves first?

In the early summer, the night wind was a little chilly. Without the heat of the day, his mind suddenly became clear.

From kindergarten on, he knew how to tease girls. When he was five years old, he knew how to give the chocolate his mother brought back from Switzerland to the most lovely girl in the class, with a pink face and curly hair.

So much so that this little girl is only willing to stand in a row with him after school and walk to the gate of the kindergarten hand in hand.

No matter where he went from childhood, he would get a lot of eyes. He thought that he was already familiar with a word of love.

But in this woman, all the talent and magic seemed to be lost in an instant, and he was no longer him. He didn't understand what this woman meant to him, and he didn't want to understand it.

"At that time, I was so young that I didn't know that when a woman asked you some puzzling questions that you couldn't answer, all she needed was a hug and a serious kiss to give her stability."

"But at that time I didn't understand, but I seriously thought about the answer to this question, but when I finally seemed to understand, the woman had left me in tears."

This is a line from a movie or a warning saying from a lover, but Feng Chi didn't know it at that time.

In this evening, some people are lost and drowned in the crowd, some people rush to the next destination with high spirits, some people end their tired day, and some people put on their clothes, and their day really begins.

However, Li Qingning belongs to the unfortunate former. She sits in the office, watching Lan Qing float past the office door like a shadow. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. Then he packed up his things in a hurry and walked out the door of the office.

Now there is a subtle tension in the atmosphere between her and Lan Qing. Of course, it's just in her opinion. Because Lan Qing is still calm, I see everything as a floating cloud temperament, floating around in front of her eyes, but not even a glance at her.

She stepped up to the parking lot, saw the familiar car, and ran straight to it. But after she tried again and again, she found that she couldn't open the door.

At this time, the car window slowly rolled down, revealing Lan Qing's thin lips gently pursed into a line of mean face. He did not squint and said to the air in front of him:

"Since Miss Li says that our lives do not interfere with each other, I don't think Miss Li is interested in taking my car any more. I'd better find a way to go back."

After that, before she could recover, she quickly rolled up the window and went away.

When she thought of going to the suburbs so far from the city center, she couldn't help feeling desperate. She stood in a dilemma in the underground parking lot and didn't know what to do.

It wasn't until the parking lot became empty that she realized that Lanqing would never come back.

Hanging her head, she walked out of the gate of the company. When she finally got out of the stuffy air in the parking lot, she found that it was completely dark, like a thick curtain over the city.

The evening wind was a little chilly. She wrapped up her thin shirt and stood alone by the side of the road, waving to one taxi after another.

Just when she felt her arms tingling and frowning, a taxi with the sign of "empty car" stopped in front of her, as if God had come, and her eyes were shining again.

Involuntarily, she opened the door of the taxi and sat in, happily reporting her destination to the driver.

But the driver didn't mean to start the car. She looked up and saw his ugly face and suspicious eyes in the rearview mirror.