Chapter 72

After getting angry, Ning Wan said more unkindly to Fu Ting, "you are an antique! I What do you care about me? I have children, yes, but I also have my own freedom. I have a good figure and I can wear whatever I want! "

"Yes, designer Ning is right!" He Shaolin is always the one who is not too busy to watch. He took a picture of the sofa beside him. "Would you like to have a drink together?"

Fu Ting looked at the past coldly, his eyes full of warnings.

He Shaolin turned his face aside and pretended not to see it.

"No..."

The ending of Ning Wan's word hasn't been uttered yet. An Qing comes over with a glass of wine and sits beside he Shaolin.

Just now he Shaolin just looked at Ning Wan and didn't notice that an Qing was there. Seeing an Qing sitting down, he asked, "Why are you there?"

Anqing gave out a clear laugh, and his white arm caught the neck of he Shaolin

"You stay away from me. I already have a girlfriend." He Shaolin pulled his neck to avoid the touch of an Qing.

Fu Ting looked impassive and glanced at he Shaolin. "How can I not know you have a girlfriend?"

"You're going to die, shut up!"

Even though he has been slightly drunk, Anqing still has a keen observation and thinking ability, "President Fu, what did you just say?"

"I said..."

"Fu Ting, you dare to say and try!" He Shaolin said to Fu Ting, stood up and sat down to Fu Ting's side, whispered, "don't say anything!"

"I heard that, ha ha, you said he Shaolin has no girlfriend," an qingmou stared, with a bright light in his pupil, "so I have a chance, right?"

He Shaolin Feng Yan looked over and said, "miss an, I hope you have a little girl's reserve."

"What is reserve? Can it be a meal?"

He Shaolin has a kind of feeling of playing the piano against the cows. "You can't eat it as a meal, but maybe your future husband likes a reserved woman!"

Anqing's work in country m is reckless, and what he does is totally in line with his own mind. Naturally, he will not live in China in frustration. "Bah, my future husband likes me to be so passionate and unrestrained!"

Ning Wan covers her mouth and smiles. It seems that the fake girlfriend plan of hete help is going to fail.

All night long, an Qing was glued to he Shaolin. They took Fu ting with them and drank one cup after another. Ning Wan looks at people and occasionally adds one or two sentences.

Gradually, there are more empty bottles on the table.

Taking advantage of Fu Ting's slight drunkenness, a woman bravely came to chat up.

Fu Ting has always been silent Gao Leng. At this time, she is also looking at the front coldly, ignoring the woman who comes to scratch her head. Seeing that Fu Ting was unmoved, the women wriggled away.

Taking advantage of the time to go to the bathroom, Ning Wan casually asked an Qing, "do you notice? Fu Ting is in a bad mood today. "

Anqing mends lipstick in front of the mirror. "What you observe is detailed."

Although Ning Wan and Fu Ting don't know each other very well, but from the time of contact, Fu Ting should be quite a self disciplined person, but today he drinks a lot, how can he not be abnormal?

"Ning Wan, you can't be moved by Fu ting. His girlfriend is your sister, and you have my brother, so you can't empathize. Do you understand?"

Ning Wan points to the lipstick painted by an Qing and laughs, "just take care of you."

"Well, I don't care about your business today," said an Qing, clenching her fist and showing a certain momentum. "I will take he Shaolin tonight!"

"Hello, what do you want?" I have known anqing for several years. Sometimes ningwan still can't understand what she wants to do.

Anqing hooks Ning Wan's neck and whispers in her ear: "later, you Then... "

Ning Wan takes Anqing's hand down. "Anqing, you should be sober."

"I'm awake." Anqing holds ningwan's hand. "Let's go. Let's go and have a drink."

There are four people in front of the card seat. I'm afraid only Ning Wan has a clear mind.

Anqing and he Shaolin seem to have a lot of spirit, but they are already drunk. Fu Ting's eyes were bloodshot, like the eyes of a rabbit. He drank a cup of wine, which seemed to be something distressing.

Near eleven o'clock in the evening, Ning Wan pushed an Qing, "shall we all go back?"

"I haven't had enough, why do I need to go back?" Although anqing didn't have much sense, she still knew how to wink at Ning Wan.

He Shaolin filled everyone up again. "Yes, I didn't drink enough. I can't go!"

"I'm going back." Fu Ting shakes his body and wants to stand up.

Ning Wan wants to help but feels bad. She puts her hands in the air awkwardly and puts them down quickly.

"Ning Wan, you send Fu back!"

"Why me?" Ning Wan knows that tonight's task is to accompany Anqing, and the plans that Anqing said have long been deliberately forgotten.

Anqing shakes leisurely and pushes ningwan, "hurry up Go to see President Fu. You don't want to Don't want such a young and promising youth to have an accident? "Ning Wan looks at the direction Fu Ting left.

A few women saw Fu Ting go out alone, and they went up to chat with each other. Fu Ting waves to open the woman beside him, "get out!"

A woman with long hair stepped forward and climbed Fu Ting's arm. "Handsome boy, can I ask you to go somewhere else for another drink?"

Fu Ting's cold eyes looked over and squeezed a word out of his teeth: "roll!"

The woman was shocked by Fu Ting's cold and fierce appearance, so she had to step back.

Ning Wan follows Fu Ting slowly, watching him walk out of the bar and look for a car.

"Mr. Fu, do you want the driver to pick you up or take a taxi back?" Ning Wan stood three meters away from Fu ting and asked.

Fu Ting did not speak. He took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it slowly.

Not far away, a taxi came at a gallop, Ning Wan rushed up and backed away with Fu ting in her arms.

The smoke in Fu Ting's hand fell to the ground, and his body was soft and close to Ning Wan.

And his hand fell, and he felt long, smooth hair, and nakedness, and bare back. At the moment of looking at the past, his pupils contracted.

The hollow design on the back of the clothes shows the perfect white back of Ning Wan.

Under the light, the white skin is in soft color, which makes Fu Ting's breath heavier.

"Manager Fu, are you ok?" Fu Ting's body is too heavy. Ning Wan has some difficulty in holding him. He says with difficulty, "give me your cell phone and I'll call your driver."

The cold wind blows, revealing Fu Ting's full forehead, "here."

Ning Wan holds her mobile phone and presses the "home" button all the time, but she can't open it. "You tease me?" His cell phone is clearly off.

Fu tingman's brain is full of Ning Wan's nakedness. Lu's back, the breath is more urgent, the body is more coquettish. Move

Forcing himself to suppress the inner beauty, Fu Ting gently shakes his body away.

Ning Wan ran after him. "Where are you going?"

"Go home!"

Fu Ting seems to be drunk. What if another driver with short eyes drives over and hits him? Hesitation again and again, Ning Wan or catch up, "I will take you home."

"No!" Fu Ting walked fast.

Ning Wan is wearing high-heeled shoes, trying to catch up with Fu Ting, who is walking with a big meteor. He is really hard-working. After a while, he is out of breath

Fu Ting seemed not to hear him. He continued to walk forward, walking with his feet unsteadily, and fell to the side.

"Fu Zong -" Ning Wan screamed and rushed over.