Feng Cheng took her hand and gave her no room to struggle.
When people saw this scene, they were almost blind. They retreated to the private room and did not dare to speak any more.
Today, some of their friends are getting together to have fun. Originally, they wanted to choose a place like the club, where more women could accompany them. However, the fourth brother said that they wanted to come to a cleaner and quieter KTV.
Originally thought, four elder brother is for Qiao warm, from then on self-cultivation, never look at other women.
However, it is such a coincidence, and Mu Qinghuan met!
Think of them before the mouth without cover up the discussion, these a few people, immediately have no bottom!
Corridor, dim light, sealed City sink eyes, more and more efforts to grasp her hand, he heard a few brothers to her comments, eyes is sink down, "I send you back."
"No more." Throw away a hand, Mu Qinghuan turns into the private room not far away without trace.
As soon as I sat down, I received a message from Lin Ziyun: Master is on a business trip. I don't have to study tonight.
Close the cell phone, Mu Qinghuan's face, emerge a kind of not in line with the age of quiet.
"Come and sing together! Let me show these students that Xiao Qinghuan, who has played a single, still has some singing skills. " Shangguan Xuewei is very supportive, but mu Qinghuan glances at the microphone and shakes her head without interest.
Bang, the door of the private room was knocked!
Is the KTV waiter, from a large fruit plate, drinks, as well as a variety of girls like to eat snacks.
"We didn't order these things?" Shangguan Xuewei asked.
"Oh, it's from our... Boss. If it's not enough, we can order more." The waiter's attitude was respectful. With a pleasant face, he stepped back and didn't come in again.
"So much food!" Constantly clapping the table, Shangguan Xuewei was so excited that she turned to MuQing and said, "if you don't sing, can you have something to eat?"
"Recently, in order to protect my voice, I can't drink or eat snacks. You can eat them." Mu Qinghuan has no appetite, and has guessed who sent the food. It's boring to do these things, which makes people speechless.
"Yes? I thought that you can't eat spicy food at most, but I didn't expect that you can't eat snacks either... "The words showed sympathy, and Shangguan Xuewei enjoyed it.
"I don't know who is the boss of this KTV. How can he be so kind?" Everyone is talking about this topic, except Mu Qinghuan.
In another private room.
Dim light, the screen is playing dynamic music, next to the delicate platform, a few women dancing and singing, are live performances.
Under the high stage, several men sit together casually, drink and chat.
The rest of the people had a good time, except for the closure of the city, cup after cup, not talking, not singing, just drinking.
I don't know who ordered Mu Qinghuan's song. In an instant, the temperature of the whole room dropped several degrees in a straight line!
"This song, stop singing, stop singing!" Nangong Yang, who is good at observing words and expressions, dropped the microphone and motioned those women not to perform this song "women are not bad, men don't love".
"Master Nangong, this song has been popular in our shop recently." Coupled with the hot dance, it is very eye-catching.
"If I tell you not to sing, don't give me any more nonsense!" Annoyed to the extreme, Nangong Yang simply waved his hand, "OK, you all go out and sing all night, but you don't know what you're making. I don't see that my fourth brother's face is getting worse and worse?"
Those women have no longer speak, scared silly, hurried out.
"Fourth brother, you've drunk too much today. Why don't you go back and have a rest early?" Dilye advised, "my heart is still at home. I think it's another person. I only have the housekeeper to accompany me. I don't know how pitiful it is. Don't drink any more."
"Yes, yes..." Nangong Yang kept nodding. He also felt that Xinxin was a poor child. He immediately suggested, "shall I call Miss Qiao?"
As soon as he took out his cell phone, Nangong Yang was not sure. He pointed to the number and didn't dial it out. He stared at Fengcheng and asked, "do you want to call the girl next door?"
All silence!
I'm afraid it has something to do with Mu Qinghuan
"I'll go!" Wide coat, Ming Chengyu where is called muqinghuan, want to let muqinghuan as soon as possible, four elder brother drunk into this way, don't know wait, what to do!
"Go away." Cover your face with your hand, seal the city, don't bother to talk nonsense, spit out a word with reserve, and everyone will be scattered.
"Let's get out of here first!" Before leaving, Nangong Yang called several bodyguards to guard at the door!
"Do you want to get Joe?" As he walks, dilye adds up.
"I don't think so." With a deep squint in his eyes, Nangong Yang shook his head playfully. "This is not about Miss Qiao."
"It's the first time I've seen him drink so much..." Ming Chengyu sighed. Why!
"Yes, I'm so drunk, but my mind is still there..." Nangong Yang's voice was mixed with admiration!
When Mu Qinghuan walked into the bathroom, he could not help frowning at the sound of these comments.
Then just to go out, but saw a familiar figure, dead by the stomach rushed to the washing table, constantly vomiting.
After vomiting for a long time, Feng Cheng pressed and held his sore brow, and his feet swayed and staggered unsteadily.
Then several bodyguards rushed over and stabilized his figure!
"Roll..." spit out this clear word, seal the city, pull off the support of bodyguards, as if it was an ancient emperor, exuding cold breath.
"Heart..." thinking of his son, Feng Cheng took out the car key and rushed back, but the next second, the whole person lost weight and fell down.
"Fourth brother? Fourth brother Several bodyguards were pale with fright!
Coldly walked over, Mu Qinghuan half squatted down, kicked him a few feet, "Fengcheng, are you dead?"
The bodyguard looked at the scene incredulously and grabbed Mu Qinghuan's shoulder one after another. "How dare you, do you know that he is our fourth brother?"
"Oh? This drunk man? " Tone mixed with disdain, Mu Qinghuan is lazy to meddle in her own business, but she just wants to move her feet, but her ankles are pressed by him.
"Seal the city! You let me go The eyebrows are filled with unhappiness. MuQing is really angry and is about to kick him away
Several bodyguards caught her!
How could it be? Can we be more shameless?
Then, throw her into the compartment!
Drunk lying on the sofa, the city like if harmless, closed his eyes, wrist is from her ankles, moved to her wrist, grasp dead, unwilling to release.
Tired of struggling, Mu Qinghuan fell back to sleep, but soon woke up again, and saw that his forehead was sweating, as if he was very uncomfortable