"Qin hao?" Shen Qingqing reluctantly touched the corners of his lips, and his eyes were cold. "Sorry, I don't have any impression!"
She really had no impression of Qin Hao. She just heard that what this person did was not fair and aboveboard. It can basically be described as notorious.
So I don't like her!
"Miss Shen is such a noble person. Naturally, she doesn't know such a person as my cousin!" Jiang LAN smiled with curved eyebrows. "I've missed you for a long time. I'll give you a toast!"
Qin Hao quickly handed over a glass of wine. Shen Qingqing smiled coldly without being too pretentious. He took the glass handed over by the man and drank it up.
"Thank you. I'll do it first for Shen Qingqing!"
"There are a lot of people today. If there is a place with poor hospitality, don't say I'm not Rong wanwan? Qin Shao, Qing Qing is my good friend. Please help me treat her well and don't embarrass her!" Rong wanwan motioned him with his eyes, and they understood it.
In the private room, the music was loud and the wine glasses flew back and forth.
It's not uncommon for men and women to hug each other. The so-called upper class society is chaotic and dirty enough to be despised by Shen Qingqing.
She sat in a quiet corner and tried to keep herself out of it.
But Qin Hao stuck it around like a dog skin plaster.
"I said Sister Shen, I haven't seen you for so many years. You are still the same. You haven't changed at all. You haven't seen it in five years. You are becoming more and more beautiful. It's really refreshing to see it!" Qin Hao's greedy eyes kept wandering on Shen Qingqing.
Almost drooling, I wish I could swallow her.
Shen Qingqing frowned slightly, moved her body and tried to keep a distance from him, "Mr. Qin, right? We don't seem to know each other!"
"Isn't it ripe now?" Qin Hao smiled, put his arm around her shoulder without trace, and handed the wine glass to her mouth. "Come on, I'll give you a toast!"
Shen Qingqing glanced at him coldly, "please stay away from me. You stink. I smell like vomiting!"
Qin Hao smiled hip-hop, sniffing his clothes in the stream. He really had the smell of smoke and perfume. It was really smelly and smelly.
"Sister Shen, you have a better nose than a dog Turin! Next time, I'll be more careful. I'll bear it first today. I'm far away from you. How can I cultivate feelings with you? My cousin didn't tell you that I like you for a long time. I saw you at the Shen family banquet five years ago. Since then, I began to like you!"
Qin Hao said. His hand went down his shoulder and grabbed Shen Qingqing's waist. His head had leaned over.
"Mr. Qin, you focus on yourself!" Shen Qingqing stretched out his hand to block his head, got up and left.
But Qin Hao pulled him back. The man's strength was obviously stronger than her. She stumbled at her feet and fell back to the sofa heavily.
"After five years in prison, you worked as a singer in the imperial dynasty. Shen Qingqing, do you think you are still Shen Qingqing five years ago? You've been played rotten. What are you pretending to be pure? Now I still like you. It's your blessing. Don't know what's good or bad!"
Qin Hao's unclean words began to run out. Today he didn't drink less. He pushed Shen Qingqing down on the sofa with some wine strength.
The loud music drowned her struggling voice, and his big hand fumbled on Shen Qingqing's body. The pungent perfume and the smell of alcohol made her sick.