Waiting for you to fall a flower

Ouyang feng was speechless. His eyes were full of stars, and he seemed to see four words among the countless stars: "Beauty is a curse."

"I must stop it." After a long silence, he announced with great sadness and anger.

"Stop what?" Fei Shaocheng was puzzled.

"Of course it's to stop brother bei from following her lead. Such a woman's trick is nothing but a small trick in front of me."

"Then what are you going to do?"

He squinted, "We'll see."

Fei Shaocheng's insidious words had already made Ouyang Feng count him as a traitor.

Entering the box again, he already had a plan in mind. Although Ye Beicheng told her not to make things difficult for her, as long as she avoided the points being emphasized, it was not a violation.

"What does Miss Yu do?" He asked casually.

"I work as an executive in a foreign company." Jing Ya answered sincerely.

"Oh, administration seems to be an errand boy, right? It seems like a lot of work..."

Running errands?

She frowned and wondered how he had interpreted administration as running errands. Although he had misunderstood, she was too lazy to explain and smiled. "It's not that hard."

Ouyang Feng looked up sympathetically. "It won't be hard in the future. If you marry a man like Brother bei, you just have to enjoy yourself." In the end, he deliberately emphasized, "Miss Yu seems to be a man of vision."

Yu Jingya was stunned and instantly realized that the man in front of her had something to say. She had never been slow and naturally understood what he meant.

"Yeah, do you often get hit?" Her abrupt change of topic confused the three men in the room.

"What... What do you mean?" Ouyang Feng's face suddenly changed.

"I guess your wife beat you up a lot."

"Why?" Fei Shaocheng raised his eyebrows with interest.

Jing ya pointed to the left side of his neck, "There are several scratches here. It looks like a woman scratched them."

"It's true that it's a woman, but it's not necessarily a wife. It's possible that the passion is too much..." Fei Shaocheng teased.

"No." She shook her head firmly.

Ye Beicheng, who had remained silent, was also intrigued by her, "Why not?"

"My mom used to hit my dad, so I've seen a lot of scars like him. I really can't tell that uncle and my father share the same fate."

Uncle? Poof... Fei Shaocheng laughed wildly.

"Jing Ya, is he that old?" Ye Beicheng asked elegantly, his eyes clearly tinged with a teasing smile.

With an innocent look on her face, she asked Nuonuo, "Isn't Mr. Ou forty yet?"

"Do I look like I'm forty?" Ouyang feng was going crazy. He was two years younger than North city ye and called him uncle. He was forty years old...!!

"Maybe my eyes aren't good." She lowered her head, "The person next to you called me sister-in-law just now, but you didn't call me sister-in-law, so I thought you might be their boss."

Boss?

"..." Ouyang Feng was completely speechless. Her original intention was to make her whole, but instead of stealing the chicken, she saw the scratch on her neck, and she called her uncle. You corrected her, and she had a good reason to explain that you looked like the boss. He lived for twenty or thirty years, and finally felt the first time that he hit you first, and then praised you to the sky..

Like an asthma attack, Ouyang Feng almost choked on his breath. Fei Shaocheng gloated and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, don't worry. Didn't sister-in-law say that? Her eyes are not good..."

"Yes, yes." Jing Ya pretended to be innocent, "My eyes are not good."

"Sister-in-law..." Ouyang Feng shouted. "North city is the boss. Not only does he mean age, but also looks, money, and social status. All of this, understand?" He raised his thumb.

"Got it..." She nodded quickly, then turned her eyes to ye North city, "Can you stop calling second and third sister-in-law?"

"..." Second and third

Ouyang Feng rubbed his chest and asked Fei Shaocheng in a low voice, "Do you hear me? She said we were the second and third brothers. Do you look like village girls?"

"Even a village girl is a beautiful village girl..."

Fei Shaocheng's answer completely chilled someone's heart. It seemed that this fight without gunpowder was destined for him to fight alone!

"Sister-in-law seems to be a good drinker. Let's join the bar."

Holding back his anger, Ouyang feng called for the waiter. "Bring some of the best and strongest wines you have here, and some of the most beautiful girls."

Jing Ya raised her eyes in surprise. She was sure she heard correctly. This room would soon become an ancient kiln.

"Shall I go first?" She asked Ye Beicheng softly with a slight displeasure in her eyes.

After all, calling a girl in front of her was like ignoring her existence. Even without love and affection, it was an intolerable embarrassment for her future husband to flirt with other women under the nose.

"Sister-in-law, how can you leave?! Our brother was just about to have a drink with you, so don't give him any face."

Ouyang Feng sensitively heard what Yu Jingya said to Ye Beicheng and quickly stopped him.

Since you can't take advantage of a verbal fight, then change the way you call miss to stimulate her, and drink to let her show her true colors.

As the saying goes, if you tell the truth after drinking, even if you are greedy, it will be exposed.

"Yes, it's the first time we meet today. Let's play more." Fei Shaocheng also asked to stay. His purpose was pure and completely different from Ouyang Feng's.

She looked at Ye Beicheng awkwardly, and as soon as he nodded, she rushed out of the box.

"I'll see you off later."

The last hope was dashed. Jing Ya lowered his head decadently, stared at his fair hand, and slowly closed his fingers.

In a daze, the door of the box was pushed open, and then five or six girls in animal skin came in, all beautiful and moving, sexy and hot.

"Mr. Ye..." A voice as soft as a drop of water floated into yu jingya's ears. She glared at the source of the voice with disgust. It was a woman in the lead. Her full chest revealed a white ditch, and the waist of the snake swayed with a blood-curdling amorous feeling. Her raised buttocks stimulated the man's visual nerve, like a soft persimmon slowly hitting Ye Beicheng...

Jing Ya quickly kept his distance from the man beside him, with a strong perfume lingering on his nose and a scornful exclamation in his heart, "What a' coquettish' word!!"

"Wait a minute -" just as the soft persimmon was about to fall into its destination, Ye Beicheng blocked it with his hand. He grabbed Yu Jingya's shoulder and said very clearly, "I have a woman."

The atmosphere instantly fell into a state of unprecedented stiffness. The animal skin girl was no longer, no, no. The slanting posture of her body looked very funny.

Ouyang Feng glared at Ye Beicheng gloomily. His words' I have a woman' were equivalent to defending Yu Jingya's situation. Fei Shaocheng knew what Ouyang Feng was up to, so his face was covered with a smile.

"Go over there." Ye Beicheng pointed to the opposite position.

The animal skin girl turned around in dismay and embarrassment, changed her target and threw it at fei Shaocheng.

The other women, having learned from the past, flocked to those who would not be rejected.

"Brother bei, is it necessary to show such affection?" Ouyang Feng glared at him resentfully.

This sentence made Yu Jingya feel like she was on pins and needles, and both her cheeks seemed to be on fire. Ye Beicheng's big palm had already held her close to her body, so close together, except for being uncomfortable, it was more awkward.

She struggled hard and tried to separate herself from him, but he sensed her resistance and instead increased the force of her confinement.

It was embarrassing to be hugged by Ye Beicheng. After all, they both knew that this was just an act, but on second thought, wouldn't she feel even more embarrassed if Ye Beicheng didn't consider her position and was flirting with those skinny girls instead?

So, she stopped struggling, smiled and answered for ye North city, "This is not a show of love, this is respect for his wife."

Ouyang Feng teased meaningfully, "Of the three of us, Brother bei is the most devoted." With a twist of his head, he turned his eyes to fei Shaocheng, "Right, buddy?"

Of course, he wasn't referring to Yu Jingya, thinking that she couldn't hear what he was saying. In fact, Jing Ya knew.

"All right, let's drink." Ye Beicheng changed the subject, indicating that he knew what Ouyang Feng meant.

"Well, sister-in-law, I salute you!"

Ouyang Feng raised a glass of strong white wine and finished it in one gulp.

Putting down the glass and waiting for the fish to bite, Jing Ya did not disappoint him and returned a toast.

Then there was the second, third, and by the time the fourth, he couldn't hold it any longer and cursed in his heart, "Damn it, why isn't this woman drunk..."

"Stop drinking." Ye Beicheng snatched the cup from Yu Jingya's hand.

"Don't spoil his mood." She snatched the cup back again, knowing in her heart that Ouyang Feng definitely did not want to drink with her as simple as that. Since he wanted to play with her, she would play with him. She wanted to see what kind of medicine was in the gourd!

At the end of the seventh cup, Ouyang Feng was completely out of his mind. He dropped the cup in a daze and began to talk nonsense...

"Brother bei, how many times have I tried to persuade you? You... Why didn't you listen? You... Why don't you believe that this... This woman approached you... Her motives were not pure!!"

Ye Beicheng frowned and winked at Fei Shaocheng, who was busy dealing with the animal skin girl. He immediately stood up and explained, "I'm sorry sister-in-law, he's drunk and I'll send him back."

"I'm not drunk! I'm awake!" Ouyang Feng staggered to his feet and pointed at Yu Jingya, "Drink, let's keep drinking!"

Fei Shaocheng grabbed him and scolded, "What are you drinking? It's not humiliating enough to get drunk with a woman, is it?"

"What do you know?" His eyes widened, "When I get her drunk, she'll tell me what she wants to get close to Brother bei!"

Yu Jingya was stunned and suddenly realized, "I see..."

Fei Shaocheng rubbed his forehead speechlessly. It was not an ordinary humiliation...