Chapter 14

The men all around are staring at the dancing girls on the stage and at the women in their arms. Feng Luoxuan sat alone on the left side, one hand on the sofa, the other hand shaking the glass, the evil eyes fell on WAN Ying, the lips turned up, lazy and strong mouth, "what's the matter with pestle? Come here soon

Wan Ying sniffs, squints and walks in the direction of sound.

At this time, people can see Wan Ying clearly.

Sitting in the middle is a bald man with a gloomy smile. He stares at Wan Ying and sticks out his tongue to lick his dry lips. "Mr. Yang, is she your girl?"

Wan Ying was furious and glared at him. He cursed that his head would not grow hair all his life!

Wait, how does he call Feng Luoxuan "President Yang"?

Feng Luo Xuan laughs, does not speak, but toward Wan Ying hook fingers, "she is my little slave."

"Slaves? Ha ha... " Several women smile into a ball, looking at Wan Ying's eyes full of disdain.

Even if they are prostitutes who sell their skin and flesh; even if they only please men in bed, they are superior to a slave who loses freedom and dignity.

Wan Ying tries to take a deep breath, trying not to grab the wine bottle on the table

She walked over stiffly and sat next to him. "What can I do for you?"

Feng Luoxuan shakes the empty wine glass. The meaning is obvious.

Wan Ying repressed her violent temper again for fear that an impulse would ruin her life. She poured a glass of wine for him.

Feng Luoxuan was never short of instructions. His subordinates were either obedient or respectful. When he met a stubborn man like Wan Ying, he aroused his desire to conquer.

Maybe it's too boring.

He thought.

The bald man's hot eyes fixed on WAN Ying. He pushed away the woman in his arms, picked up the cup and went over, "Mr. Yang, this little slave, hasn't been trained yet?"

Feng Luoxuan half lifted his eyes and glanced at him. The stupidity at the bottom of his eyes was cleverly concealed by him.

"What's the meaning of those who have been trained? Like a puppet. " With that, he stretched his arm, hooked Wan Ying's shoulder, took her into his arms, and raised a beautiful arc at the corner of his mouth, "I like this kind of wild."

Wan Ying sits there. Her anger is about to ignite her whole body. She turns her face and stares at Feng Luoxuan with hatred, and takes Feng Xue's share to him. She squeezed out a few words from her teeth, "hands, get away!"

"Mr. Yang is right. Women, it's better to be wild. But if it's too wild, I'm afraid you can't stand it. "

"Oh?" Feng Luoxuan finally raised his eyes and looked directly at him, "so in the view of the elder Duan, what should we do?"

The man gave a strange smile and clapped his hands. "It's time for midnight."

Feng Luoxuan knew clearly in his heart and closed his eyes quietly.

Wan Ying curiously looked over, and saw a black man carrying a tray came in, on which were placed curling, tin foil, and a few small bags of white powder in plastic.

ice……

Wan Ying was surprised and looked back at Feng Luoxuan. He still tasted the wine calmly. It seemed that he was used to such scenes.

Old Duan pushed what he had already dealt with to Feng Luoxuan. He grinned and looked at Wan Ying with desire. "Please go ahead, miss."

Wan Ying is ready to overturn these harmful things at any time. She is no stranger to drugs. In her former circle, people used to take drugs everywhere. I know it's gut poison. She never touches it.

"Why don't you give me face?" The elder Duan narrowed his eyes and implied a warning. If his eyes looked like nothing, he glanced at Feng Luoxuan. "Today, no one can come up with this door if he doesn't smoke!"

He lowered his body, suddenly squeezed Wan Ying's jaw in one hand, and sneered at Feng Luoxuan, "Mr. Yang, since you can't teach women, I'll do it for you!" After that, I will pour the tin foil into Wan Ying's mouth.

Feng Luoxuan is carrying the cup, his eyes drooping, but the corners of his mouth are vaguely looking forward to something.

Wan Ying completely angry, she tried her best to push away the section boss, very impolite things on the table swept to the ground, and then vent anger like step everywhere.

"Ah With a roar, the elder Duan waved his fist and was about to fall to Wan Ying. Suddenly, a pain in the wrist, was stiffly pinched.

Everyone was shocked by the sudden change.

The man who looks soft and weak dares to attack the elder Duan?!

Wan Ying stood aside coldly, learning his previous indifference, neither hiding nor going up to help.

Even though, it's her fault.

Feng Luoxuan slowly got up, flattered to the extreme eyes, swept the red face of the elder Duan, and said carelessly, "my man, even if she killed someone and set fire, it's my business to fight and scold. Mr. Duan, you'd better save it! "

He released his hand, and the elder Duan sat down on the ground.Wan Ying cold eyes, a crack, she Zheng Zheng raised his head, staring at him.

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