Fuck, he's been tricked.
She looked at the successful smile on the little woman's face on the sofa. He was so angry that his teeth itched. He had only one idea: bite her to death.
These three words in the mind, the body followed by a reaction, he walked to Lin yishallow.
Lin Yiqian realized the danger and asked for help from the food. "My husband, I'm wrong."
She held her chest in both hands, pretending to be afraid.
Thinking deeply, I put my hands in the pocket of my trousers, bent over Lin yishallow's face, and looked at her with eyes bent. "Is it really wrong?"
The corner of the mouth is more and more upward.
Lin Yi shallow pitiful weak and helpless nod, "really wrong."
"That kiss." Mindfulness points to the corner of his mouth.
Wait beautiful.
Lin Yi shallow is not stingy of cranny neck, kissed him.
……
"Little uncle, have a drink together."
The memory of Gu Nianjia goes back to last night's drinking, when he held up his glass and waved it in the air, trying to pull song Changlin to drink with her.
She turned over, eyes slowly open, see oneself lie on the bed, she one Leng.
A familiar man's voice suddenly came from above, "are you awake?"
Gu Nianjia suddenly opens her eyes and turns her head. Zhang Jingyu is wearing a white bathrobe, holding her chest in both hands and looking at her in good time.
She sat up in fright, "beast!"
Scold Zhang Jingyu and try to remember last night.
She remembered drinking and later Then I don't remember.
"You..."
I can't remember that. She looked up at Zhang Jingyu with vigilance. She wanted to ask him how he was here. She wasn't sure if it was her room. She glanced around and saw her pink suitcase. Then she asked, "Why are you in my room?"
Zhang Jingyu stooped slowly, his hands still holding his chest, and he came close to Miss Jia, with a banter smile in his eyes. "You took my hand last night and asked me not to leave."
The tone also carries a bit of banter.
Gu Nianjia shakes her head and doesn't admit, "impossible!"
She won't hold his hand and let him go. She doesn't like him.
He must be lying.
Zhang Jingyu said calmly, "I have a recording."
He reached into his bathrobe pocket and took out his mobile phone. His long fingers clicked on the screen. Then the familiar voice came from the loudspeaker.
"Don't go How about holding Jiajia? "
When you are drunk, your voice is waxy.
No matter how many times he played it back, Zhang Jingyu's heart would melt when he heard it. He wanted to reach out and hug the little girl on the bed.
The recording was replayed over and over again, and Gu Nianjia was very guilty, but she still refused to admit, "this can't be what I said."
Anyway, it's nonsense when she's drunk.
She just had to insist on not admitting.
"Do you want to identify the voice?" Zhang Jingyu pauses recording and then raises his eyebrows to Gu Nianjia.
"I have drunk too much, but if you don't leave, you won't leave."
He's a big man. She's drunk again. Can she force him?
Obviously, he wanted to stay and take advantage of her.
Thinking of these four words, Gu Nianjia hurriedly looked down to check her clothes, and saw that it was the same as she had worn yesterday, and that there was no image of the heroine in the novel of the bully president waking up all night with traces on her body.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Jingyu's voice sounded above again, "it's hard to be gracious."