Palace, top VIP box.

The whole box was full of wine and noble spirit, and many men and women fell to the ground.

Today is LAN tingjun's birthday. He opened the largest box in the palace.

LAN tingsheng has been drunk and lying on the sofa. Jiang Yucheng is not much better. He wants to call ye Yunshu with his mobile phone.

"Jiang Yucheng, you're finished."

LAN tingsheng pointed at Jiang Yucheng drunk, and his eyes couldn't help falling on the other side.

Fu Yi's slender and straight figure sits on the leather sofa, supporting his forehead with one hand. Under the dim light, his side face is exquisite and gentle. The Phoenix eyes are slightly closed behind the gold frame glasses, and his cheeks are slightly red, adding three points of beauty.

A drunken young girl had already watched Fu Yixing. She wanted to hook up with Fu Yixing, but several called sisters had already tried, but failed.

I knew for a long time that Fu Yi of Fu's group was not close to women. I didn't believe it until I saw the sisters who came together today.

She thinks she is the most beautiful and pure among these people. As long as she wants, she can't do anything.

Picked up the wine cup on one side, the woman took a sip and walked boldly in the direction of Fu Yi.

LAN tingsheng leaned back on the sofa and watched drunk. He let the woman come forward and die without stopping.

In order to help the fun, he just called a few women today. As a result, these women saw Fu Yi as well as Fu Yi.

Perhaps Fu Yi is not easy to hook up, which makes them all have a little impulse to attack Fu Yi.

"President Fu?!"

The woman stood up beside Fu Yihang, and saw that he had no response. He bent slightly and stretched his fingernail fingers out of his fingernails, trying to touch Fu Yihang.

Her fingers had just touched the back of Fu Yi's hand. Just when she was proud, her broad, jade like palm firmly clasped her hand. Her strength was so strong that it seemed to break her wrist.

A pair of fierce Phoenix eyes opened and shot straight at the woman. The woman cried out in fear. The wine cup in her hand fell to the ground and the whole person retreated back.

"Mr. Fu!"

After hiding her fear, the woman's drunken eyes fell on Fu Yi's perfect outline.

She had never seen such a good-looking man, elegant and gentle. The horror at that moment must have been her mistake.

"My name is poetry."

After Fu Yiyi's blurred Phoenix eyes, Shi Shi showed a beautiful smile and was preparing to take a step forward. A low and angry voice sounded, "get out!"

The poem looked frightened and trembled.

Is this still Mr. Fu, who is elegant and elegant among the population and noble like a handsome childe?

He is the devil from hell.

Shi Shi was soft all over and fell directly to the ground. He didn't dare to hesitate. He staggered up and ran outside the box.

She was afraid that if she ran slower, she would have an accident and be punished.

"Easy, it's better to be gentle with women."

LAN tingsheng got up shakily from the sofa, stepped forward, put his shoulder on Fu Yi, and said with a smile.

Fu Yi waved LAN tingsheng's hand, took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and wiped the back of his hand.

He is too dirty. In his life, only one woman can touch him. That person can only be Lu wanchu.

"It's the same as before. You can't let other women touch it. It's a waste of my kindness."

LAN tingsheng lightly hooked his lips and leaned against the sofa, his eyes drunk.

Thanks to him, he found some beauties to accompany him tonight.