Chapter 477

After three glasses of red wine, a woman was so drunk that she didn't even know where she was.

He wants to touch the wine bottle again, but Beiming Liancheng is just like him. He pushes the wine bottle to Beiming Xun.

The small hand that wave suddenly pulls up the north to connect the city as before, the name can open hazy eyes, dead stare at his line Xiao Suo's face, Nao lip way: "I also want to drink."

"Drunk is not lovely." It's rare for Beiming Liancheng to be patient tonight. Facing a drunken woman, she can still speak to her patiently: "are you full?"

Mingke blinked his misty eyes, thought about it for a long time, then nodded: "full, still want to drink."

"No more." He didn't look at anyone. He just looked at her delicate face in the light: "since we are full, let's go back to the room?"

"Don't go back." Mingke wriggled in his arms and wanted to sit up. Seeing that he had been hugging himself and wouldn't let her leave, she turned back and grabbed his skirt. She was not happy and said, "I don't want to go back. If you want to go back, I don't like it. It will hurt..."

A hand trembled and almost dropped the plate on the ground.

Pain Shit, this word is too provocative!

"No, I won't be as rough as someone." Beiming Liancheng's eyes flashed. He suddenly hugged her and stood up.

"It's still early." Beiming night also stood up, and the smile of the corner of his lips had already disappeared after he knew Mingke was still drunk. Looking at them, he said in a deep voice: "what's the hurry? It's hard to come back. Have a few more drinks with me. "

"If I drink too much, I'm afraid I'll let the little beauty down at night." Beiming Liancheng glanced at him. The corners of his lips were slightly crooked. He was really famous. But he turned and went to the stairs.

Everyone did not speak, looking at their back, also looking at the northern night still standing there, waiting, waiting to see how he planned to deal with this matter.

Giving someone away is his own initiative. Now, if he can't help but stop it, isn't it the same as admitting that he really can't put down his name?

Is he going to chase or stay?

As time goes by, Liancheng has already gone downstairs with his name in his arms. They have already disappeared from the whole third floor. If he doesn't chase them, what if he really gets impulsive be unbearable to contemplate.

It's really unimaginable. Just looking at the murderous spirit on the face of Beiming night, no one doesn't know this.

"Since you care, why don't you chase people back?" Beiming Xun looked up at him and said helplessly: "you should know that guy Liancheng never plays cards according to the principle of cards. In case he does, don't cry afterwards."

Beiming night's eyes fell on his face. He didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly, the big hand he had been holding was released and he sat back in his chair.

In addition to Beiming Daidai and Yu Feifan, all the men present almost lost their eyes.

No, really no! Are you wrong about all of them? Name can be in his heart, in fact, not so important?

"What do you want me to do?" Beiming night looked at them, the smile of the corner of his lips raised again, and he took up the cup. He said in a shallow voice: "Liancheng is rarely interested in women. If you don't let him do something, even I have to doubt whether he doesn't like women. Isn't it good now?"

He raised his glass and tasted the wine. His action was so elegant and natural that he didn't seem to care at all. His voice was so indifferent that it was chilling: "I'm afraid that girl will cry miserably when she wakes up tomorrow. She probably thought Liancheng was joking with her."

A person Huo ground stood up, speechless, stride to go downstairs.

Son Jin!

Dongfang Chen looks at Beiming night, and looks at Mu Zijin, who has already gone far away. He hesitates. Finally, he is still the thing in his hand, and quickly pursues it.

Beiming night, this guy is fierce enough! Only pitiful that silly Er Leng Zi, became other people's tool directly.

Why can't he be as calm as that guy?

"Do you want to see it?" Beiming Xun looks at Nangong lie. He doesn't even bother to look at Beiming night. It's useless to see him who is duplicative.

Nangong lie glanced at him and said indifferently, "do you want to fight?"

Beiming Xun was stunned. He took the glass and tasted the drink. He didn't speak.

Yeah, it's not fighting. What do you do with so many people?

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Beiming Daidai pushed Yu Feifan secretly. Yu Feifan recovered from his loss and threw away the roasted lobster. He looked up at the man beside him and asked softly, "do you want to eat shrimp? Shall I bake you a lobster? "

"Well." Beiming night light should sound, still holding the cup in the hand, just in no one to see, mercilessly relieved.

Beiming Liancheng really took Mingke back to his room and gently put her on the bed.

Looking at her drunken appearance, her thin lips murmured slightly, her body trembled slightly, and her throat suddenly dried up. He pulled the collar, and the two buttons were immediately pulled open by him.

"Would you like some tea?" He asked, his voice was a little more hoarse than it used to be, and there were still some restlessness that he couldn't even say clearly.He was really upset. Looking at this woman, he had an impulse to take off all her clothes and taste her.

He never liked to be close to a woman. If it wasn't for his desire to see the reaction of the northern night tonight, he would not have been so close to her, or even allowed her to sit in his arms.

However, after holding her, the most primitive impulse in the depth of his body actually rose up so inexplicably. Does he really need a woman too much?

Peace of mind more than 20 years, tonight, really need it?

Looking at the woman who twists her body gently on her bed, she slowly gets up and raises a small face. Her watery eyes stare at him for a moment, but her thin lips are gently lifted and she smiles at him.

A completely unconscious smile made his impulse rise again.

It has nothing to do with the love between men and women. It's just a need. Now, he needs this woman very much.

The impulse to shout has made him almost completely crazy. At this moment, the peace of more than 20 years has been completely broken by her.

Beiming Liancheng's eyes suddenly turned black. His tall body leaned forward and his big palm fell on Mingke's shoulder. Suddenly, he pressed her down and pressed her heavy body down.

Bowed his head, his thin lips fell on her neck, impulsive with behavior, forced a bite.

"Ah..." Mingke was bitten in pain and panicked to push him away.

Feeling the woman's constant struggle, Beiming Liancheng raises her head from her neck. When she looks at her again, she belittles the fear of her eyes, and the bromine black in her eyes slowly disperses.

Looking at herself and her present appearance, I was immediately annoyed.