Chapter 122

The sound insulation effect of the room here is very good. It's noisy outside, but in the rest room inside, joyson is squinting on the sofa as if he is asleep.

Bin is leaning on the head of the bed, holding his chest in both hands, and Chen Wei's head is resting on his leg, rubbing the sweat on his leg.

Men's leg hair is very thick. It doesn't match Bin's delicate face at all, but it's really sexy.

"Well, if you want to sleep, go outside and don't interfere with our work here." Bin said to joyson.

"You do your work." Said joyson, turning over, his face toward the back of the sofa.

"This guy, when he's a vegetarian, he doesn't want to be sent to the door." Bin said it to Chenwei, but this is for joyson.

Joyson stopped talking as if he hadn't heard him.

"Just now there was one outside. It's really nice. The skin looks like a little girl, but the figure looks like a pickle."

Chenwei is still constantly mentioning that the person she sees in the monitoring is Ruan Xiaoxi, but she doesn't make it clear.

"That is, even married women are not as good as you." Bin praises the woman around him without stint, and then pinches her around the waist. Chen Wei opens Bin's hand painfully.

"It's a pity that I've got my own name. Although the figure outside is not as good as mine, Joe always makes do with it. If he doesn't want to hear about women, he'll go to sleep here." Chenwei tried every means to stimulate joyson.

Just now I saw Ruan Xiaoxi on the monitor. Chenwei and bin told him to have a look, but he didn't look. Finally, he simply came in and had a good sleep. It can be seen that he was not interested in the women outside.

I just don't know if he knew it was Ruan Xiaoxi, would he be indifferent?

Bin thinks this joyson is more and more eccentric. When I used to be with an chumeng, I didn't even look at other women. I only fell in love with an chumeng.

After breaking up with an chumeng, she becomes a woman killer. The number of women around her is not clear.

I thought that he had changed his temper. Who knows, it's a dead virtue to meet again.

It's a pity that there is no other woman around him this time. There is only one wife in name, not like a husband and wife, but like an enemy.

Emotion is a matter for the onlookers. Although Qiao Yisen has repeatedly denied that he has no feelings for Ruan Xiaoxi, his behavior has lost control, and the uncontrolled behavior can only be divided into the scope of feelings.

Bin and Chenwei give each other a look, a sly smile, understand.

Chenwei explained to those drinking brothers, and then followed bin into joyson's rest room.

Two people are making out in front of joyson. You and me, joyson doesn't respond, but he can't suppress the collision in his heart.

"Sen, as far as I know, there should be no problem with your sexual orientation. There are two women out there. You can pick one at any time if you need to. "

The hint of bin is obvious enough. It depends on the determination of joyson.

But Qiao Yisen's mind is not here at all. He is thinking about whether Ruan Xiaoxi is with song Zhouhong at this time.

Have they revived their relationship?

"Mr. Qiao, do you have someone in mind that you are not interested in other women?" Chenwei takes the trouble to use the method of motivating.

This sentence really came to the heart of joyson. He even had a picture of Ruan Xiaoxi in the villa. Unconscious Ruan Xiaoxi, with enthusiasm, take the initiative to meet, so charming.

Even at the last moment, joyson held himself, but he still missed the taste.

He can't let that guy song Zhouhong put a green hat on him. Thinking of this, joyson suddenly got up and strode towards the door.

Bin and Chenwei look at each other and smile. The time is up. Then they get up and go out to have a look at the situation outside. They wait to see a good play. They watch joyson's intestines regret and see when he dares to admit his feelings.

The outside has become a mess. Originally, Chenwei told them to pretend, but they couldn't really come, but some men didn't hold it for a while.

The man who won the first place in the dice pulled Ruan Xiaoxi from a big man, and then dragged her to the sofa behind. He pushed Ruan Xiaoxi down. Ruan Xiaoxi struggled to get up. The man had already leaned forward.

Other men screamed excitedly, and some whistled to drown out Ruan Xiaoxi and song Xuan's cries for help and anger.

Joyson opened the door of the rest room, and the smog came from outside. He gave a good fan and glanced at the crowd. He didn't know why they were all crying.

But joyson didn't care at all. He was ready to leave from the outside of the crowd.

"Let her go, you let her go, animal, you are animal..." Seeing that Ruan Xiaoxi was bullied, song Xuan was so worried that she yelled at Ruan Xiaoxi.But the men didn't pay attention to her protest at all. In a hurry, song Xuan bit the man who was holding her by the arm.

The man snorted in pain, and then pushed song Xuan out. Song Xuan's body is not stable. She falls to one side and bumps into a man. She seems to have grasped a life-saving straw. She hugs the man's arm and drags his clothes.

Qiao Yisen frowned and took a look. He wanted to throw this guy out, but he was stunned when he saw song Xuan.

Because song Xuan often looks at Ruan Xiaoxi, Qiao Yisen feels familiar.

Song Xuan can finally ensure her balance of gravity. As soon as she stands up, she sees Qiao Yisen. At that time, it was just like seeing the God.

He was too excited to say a word. He still held on to joyson's clothes tightly, leaving only tears in his eyes.

"Why are you here?" Joyson asked subconsciously.

"Save the stream." Song Xuan's voice was very weak. When she finished speaking, it was dark. She loosened Qiao Yisen's clothes and fell to the ground.

Qiao Yisen suddenly widened his eyes and subconsciously went to look for the shadow of Ruan Xiaoxi. In the noisy crowd, he vaguely heard Ruan Xiaoxi's cry for help.

Then I saw a man bullying a woman on the sofa. At that moment, joyson's mood, no one can understand, he tore up the person who bullied Ruan Xiaoxi.

Step forward in two or three steps, reach for the man's back collar, and throw him on the marble tea table with all his strength, face down.

In an instant, the man's nasal bone was broken, and blood flowed out of his nostrils.

"Who the hell is it? I cut him off. " The man felt a nosebleed and clamored to chop up joyson.