Chapter 69

"Madame." Wang Lin leaned close to Fu Xiaoqian's ear and called softly. Then hands to Fu Xiaoqian's armpit, want to lift her from the table.

Once again, it didn't work.

When he wanted to try again, Liao Zhenbo could not sit still and stood up to hold her arm from the other side. At this time, Fu Xiaoqian raised her head from the table, turned her head, opened her eyes, but her eyes were white. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and slowly began to adapt. The pair of Jian mercury eyes began to reflect Wang Lin's elegant face, "eh, Wang Lin, why are you in my house?"

"Oh." She suddenly thought that she had figured out something. Her voice dragged on for a long time. She pointed to Wang Lin in front of her, "are you looking for Liao Zhenbo?"

Wang Linsu's calm face suddenly turned red. She secretly glanced at Liao Zhenbo on one side of her eyes. Seeing that his face was as black as the clouds before the storm, she cleared her voice and said, "madam, I'm here to help you home."

"No, this is my home. I don't need your help." Then, she stopped for a moment, and suddenly approached Wang Lin's ear. In a voice that she thought was very light, she blinked her eyes and secretly asked her, "you like your president, don't you?"

The four men in this room are silent again, with black lines on their faces. Liao Zhenbo, who had helped Fu Xiaoqian, retreated to his chair and sat down. He wanted to hear what the woman could say next. Isn't there a saying called "speak the truth after drinking"? He really wanted to know what the truth was in her mouth.

"Ma'am, you are drunk." Always calm Wang Lin, now in front of so many men, especially in front of the parties, she can no longer calm down. The first time to update her hands around Fu Xiaoqian's arm, want to pull her out of this embarrassing place.

"Let her say it." Liao Zhenbo takes out the lighter and cigarette from his pocket. It's a special lighter with a totem engraved on it and an eagle hovering in the air. It radiates blue light. It's a sharp and icy light, just like Liao Zhenbo's eyes at the moment.

He took a cigarette out of the box and held it in his mouth.

Choking

under the action of his long finger, the lighter makes a nice sound and turns over. Liao Zhenbo gets close and takes two breaths. Mars begins to spread rapidly.

Choking again

the blue fire was covered up in an instant, and the long finger swung to the table at will. Then slowly, holding the cigarette between your fingers and releasing it from your mouth. The deep voice is like the sound of cello playing, pouring out a thick sadness.

Wang Lin doesn't dare to make any moves. Her hidden thoughts are suddenly dug out. In front of Liao Zhenbo, she seems a little stiff and at a loss.

Fu Xiaoqian, on the other side, was unaware of all this and continued, "I'm not drunk, I'm sober. We are both women. I know what you're thinking. Since you love him, you should chase him bravely. Isn't it true that men chase women across mountains, and women chase hard? If you tell a good woman like you, I think he will accept you. You have to believe me She seemed to prove that her statement was correct, and finally she patted Wang Lin on the shoulder.

Wang Lin didn't appreciate Fu Xiaoqian. Her ink like eyes seemed to be on fire. She hated Fu Xiaoqian a little.

Why did Fu Xiaoqian get what she tried to treasure so easily, but she didn't know how to cherish and be grateful. I can't wait to get rid of her mind like throwing rubbish. Wang Lin's lips trembled, and the soft lines of her face were slowly tightening.

At the moment, she is not the only one who is angry.

The eyes in his mouth were suddenly sandwiched into two sections in his knuckles. Under the soft light, the cut tobacco flew out. They fell slowly in the heavy air, but the wind driven by hand blew them into the air again.

Liao Zhenbo found that his broken heart, like the cut tobacco, became very light, as if scattered in the air, disappeared without a trace.

In this woman's heart, he is so frivolous? So hungry? As long as it's a woman, he'll take it all without hesitation? That's why she thought he was so dispensable?

His face was red with wine and anger, his eyes were red with blood, but his voice remained calm, like the current before the tsunami, flowing slowly and solemnly, "send her back."

He was afraid that if he listened to the woman again, he could not control the impulse to kill her. The first time to update

"yes." Wang Lin answered in a low voice. Her drooping eyelashes covered the two clusters of small flames jumping from her eyes, but her hand's movements were obviously not well controlled. The strength of her hand on Fu Xiaoqian's arm was obviously increased, "madam, let's go."

"No." Fu Xiaoqian took a pain and threw her strength. She wanted to break away from Wang Lin's palm, but she didn't think that maybe it was too much. With a slap, she called Wang Lin's calm face. A clear five finger print immediately appeared on Wang Lin's nearly perfect face.In the soft light, you can clearly see the instant raised marks on your cheek, so you can enter into Liao Zhenbo's gloomy eyes.

The three men present were all stunned. They had seen too many women fighting in order to win their eyes, but they had never seen such a scene. A woman who has been beaten can still drop her eyelashes to one side peacefully, without noise or complaint.

"Are you drunk enough?" Liao Zhenbo can't wait to see it change any more, and his voice is full of angry rebuke.

By this sudden drink, Fu Xiaoqian half of the wine, turned back to the source of the voice, slightly slow eyes seem to have tears, but she clenched her lower lip, just trapped the tears in her eyes. Suddenly she made a deep bow to Liao Zhenbo and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Liao, I accidentally hit your man. The first time to update, if you feel puzzled and resentful, you can also give me a slap, as to repay my mistake Then she led her neck forward.

It seems that if we let this woman go today, she will not be angry and blow up his lungs, and she will not give up.

Doesn't she know? Only because she is his closest person, so in the case of impoliteness, it is not easy for him to indulge her in front of outsiders. But she is good, always want to change the way he and other women tied together.

No longer giving her any chance to speak, he picked her up and quickly stepped towards the door with his long legs.

Seeing this, Wang Lin immediately decided to trot to the door and open it for them. Then she nodded to the three people sitting inside, and then she backed out. No matter what kind of situation and crisis, Wang Lin can always be calm and quick to respond, and strive to do the most perfect.

But the person in Liao Zhenbo's arms is just the opposite. She doesn't care about outsiders. She kept waving her legs in the air, and her tightly clenched little pink fists rained down on Liao Zhenbo's chest, and her mouth kept shouting, "Hey, put me down, put me down. You're going to hurt other people. "

Completely did not find his little fist, is all fell on the Liao Zhenbo has no good sharp pain. Even if Liao Zhenbo wanted to trap Fu Xiaoqian's falling fists, he was afraid that one of his carelessness would make the little girl fall to the ground, so he could only accept all her strength.

"Don't move." Liao Zhenbo shouts in a deep voice. His face, which is frowning tightly, is already pale, and there are dense sweat oozing from his temples.

Fu Xiaoqian, whose brain is in a state of chaos, can't see Liao Zhenbo's pain at all. The anti bone of her body makes her hang down to his chest more forcefully, and her mouth keeps muttering, "yes, yes." The grievance in her heart made her eyes hazy again.

At the moment, she is like a child who can't get candy, noisy and noisy.

Good. The goblin knows to talk back to him. It seems that he is not drunk enough to be unconscious. Liao Zhenbo throws Fu Xiaoqian into the back seat of the car where Wang Lin stops at the door. Hand to sort out some of Fu Xiaoqian's skirt.

The slender and slender finger just reached half, then it was in the air. The palm of his hand was already red. His breath was closely followed by a stagnation. On his pale face, his deep and narrow eyes seemed to be stabbed and shrunk in pain. "Wait a minute." A low and solemn voice stopped Wang Lin, who was about to open the driver's door.

"President, what happened?" Wang Lin goes around the front of the car and runs to Liao Zhenbo. She knew that Liao Zhenbo was injured. She thought that it was because of Fu Xiaoqian's country's tossing just now that he pulled his wound up again, and her hands naturally lifted his arm without too much consideration.

At the same time, she also saw the blood on Liao Zhenbo's hand, "is it hurt to where?" There was anxiety and concern in his words, and his pretty eyes searched him like radar.

Liao Zhenbo a draw hand, bypassed from Wang Lin's concern, "is not me, is ice."

Bingbing, what a kind name, but like a sword, pointed directly at Wang Lin's chest, and then stabbed her chest without hesitation. The sword flashed cold light like ice. When it passed through her chest, her whole body was frozen instantly. Her hand was in the air. Wang Lin could not stop shivering in the muggy weather.

This is the first time that Wang Lin is so out of control in front of Liao Zhenbo, and the first time that she actively contacts Liao Zhenbo's body.

It was so many firsts that she was inundated like a lot of bitter water.

It's different.

It's really different.

In just half a month, he became a married man from a single golden man.

His body, his heart will belong to that not reserved, and wayward woman, she is not reconciled, she really is not reconciled.

At the bottom of her dark eyes, which were like grapes, she slowly emerged and was full of hatred.