Chapter 244

Fang YuYan's eyes were fixed on the dish which was covered by the waiter, for fear that it might leak a little.

Lin Jingchen, I gently scraped on the plate.

With permission, the waiter took off the lid and a delicious dish appeared on the plate.

"It's the first course, deep sea love!"

Fang Yuyan blinked in disbelief, looked at the lid and picked up the plate. There was nothing special about the tableware, but she didn't see it clearly just now? What the hell is going on?

Lin Jingchen said with a low smile, "I hope it's fine. Now it's your turn! "

Fang Yuyan stares at him unconvinced, raises her glass and drinks it clean, swearing that she will see it clearly next time.

"It's good wine. You drink like a cow. What a waste. " Lin Jingchen did not forget to tease her.

"One more time!" Fang Yuyan only stares at the second plate.

The waiter took up the empty plate, and Lin Jingchen put his hand on it again and scratched it, showing a faint smile.

The waiter picked up the lid and there was another dish in it.

"This dish is called double wings!"

Fang Yuyan couldn't believe it. If she didn't believe it for the first time, the second time was already in front of her. She couldn't help believing her eyes.

The one who could only accept his fate drank another glass of red wine, ignoring the delicious taste of the wine, and continued to stare at the third plate: "again, I don't believe it!"

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Until the seventh Cup, Fang YuYan's face had been red with wine, as bright and moving as peach blossom in March. When she looked at things, she had a kind of faint haziness, and obviously had some lax consciousness. She kept saying, "I don't believe it again.".

Lin Jingchen looks at Fang Yuyan, who is almost drunk in front of her eyes. Her eyes are full of lingering feelings, endless tenderness and endless injury.

"Wang Qing, you have drunk too much." Lin Jingchen said softly.

"Go on, come again! I don't believe it! " Fang Yuyan poured another glass of red wine and was about to raise her glass to drink it up.

The delicate wrist is firmly held by a pair of big hands: "you are drunk! Don't drink any more. "

"I'm not drunk! I used to drink a lot of wine... " Fang YuYan's eyes were hazy and she said it freely.

"Really? How come I've never heard of you? When did this happen? " Lin Jingchen's heart was tight. I'm anxious to ask.

"How could I tell you that You never loved me No matter where I am, what I do You always think it's all my fault You've never helped me Why should I tell you Even our children Er... " Fang Yuyan said with a hiccup, and the sadness of her eyes became heavy.

Lin Jingchen sat in the same place and did not move, but there was a huge wave in his heart. He could hardly restrain himself from the familiar face of the people close at hand.

Pick up the cup of wine in front of Fang YuYan's eyes and pour it into her mouth. The hot feeling spreads from her throat to the bottom of her heart.

"Who is Fang Yuyan?"

"Fang Yuyan Fang Yuyan, of course, is me... " Fang Yuyan leans against the table and laughs foolishly.

How could anyone ask such a strange question. It's so stupid, isn't it?

She seemed to feel that something was wrong. For a while, she couldn't remember it. She was so sad that she finally fell asleep on the table.

"Who is it?" Lin Jingchen eagerly holds her shoulder, looking at the bright red face is asleep, his face spread a layer of disappointment.

The door outside was suddenly pushed open.

A young man came in and looked at Fang Yuyan lying on the table. Not too concerned: "you got her drunk?"

Lin Jingchen did not speak.

"Why do you bother?" the man seemed to be used to: "for the sake of this woman, he was transferred away. I don't want to talk about you any more. Just do it yourself."

Lin Jingchen was still silent, holding up the woman lying on the table. Turn around and walk out.

Originally it looked like a plate full of delicious food. I don't know when it turned into an empty plate one by one and put it there empty.

Outside, a cool wind came in, blowing his hair.

He looked down at the drunken unconscious little woman in his arms, with a scar on the bottom of his eyes. If you are more interested in those dishes, you can really taste them with your chopsticks. If you really care about me, how can you not see that they are all illusions made by the light?

Unfortunately. Your eyes never seem to have me!

If you have me in your heart, what can I do for you?

It seems that he won the gamble, but he was the one who lost the most thoroughly. Losers in love

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The night was quiet.

Song Wenchong was sleeping on the dirty and hard wooden bed. His eyes opened suddenly and he jumped up from the bed. Watch out for the darkness.He reached under the pillow, felt out a cold thing and held it firmly in his hand. He could not help but feel at ease.

"Young master, come back with us." The voice was cold and unquestionable.

"I can't go back with you." Song Wenchong looks cold, and a pair of lovely peach blossoms are full of cold light at the moment. His voice is low, with bursts of chill: "if you come here, don't blame me for being rude. I'll warn you first, but I have a gun in my hand. Don't say I don't care about you people. "

"Young master, this is the master's order. Don't blame us!" The voice outside reminded me.

Then there was a flash of silver. I don't know what it was that flew right in.

Song Wenchong only felt that his whole arm was numb, and the whole person began to feel dizzy.

"Damn it He couldn't resist a rude remark.

No one else exposed him here, only Fang Yuyan!

He knew that Fang Yuyan was doing it for his good. She couldn't bear to see him stay in such a dirty place and become a slovenly person.

She wanted him to be as bright as ever. It's a human model.

But he wanted to do something for her.

Although at the beginning, she refused him, but he was willing to do something for him, and did not expect any return.

As if in this way, he could be at ease.

In the end, he could not escape the fate of being captured by his father and her tricks.

The people outside soon rushed in and took song Wenchong, who was lying on the bed, and quickly retreated.

Fang Yuyan is sorry for him. She can't leave him here. Now that she's sorry for him, what's the difference between more and less?

If song Wenchong knew that Fang Yuyan thought so, he would be so angry that he would wake up and go to have a good theory with her.

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