Chapter 1048

Director Wu took a glass of wine to Ding Yiyi and said with a smile, "Yiyi, if this Chengbao is a person, I have to help it apply for the Hundred Flowers Award this year."

Ding Yiyi quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and stood up with a silly smile. She didn't know who put a glass of wine for her. She hesitated and didn't know whether to drink it.

"Drink it. If you don't, you won't give me the old man's face." Wu's cheeks were flushed and urged.

Ding Yiyi took the wine cup close to her face, and the wine fumes on her face made her frown. One side of the Enron secluded way: "guide Wu, are you sure you want to let Ding Yiyi drink?"

He bit the three words of Ding Yiyi very heavily. Wu was still dizzy. He was so excited by his words that he woke up a lot. How could he forget that there was a huge supporter behind Ding Yiyi!

"Drink, drink!" There were already people around. Wu changed his appearance and grabbed her wine glass. He said in a righteous way: "don't drink. Drinking is not good for your health."

When the door was knocked, Wu saw that the visitor was glad to welcome him, "isn't this secretary ye? What about the leaves? " He beckons Ye Bo and looks out the door.

Ding Yiyi's heart thump, ye Bo always follows him. Does yebo's appearance mean that he is here?

"Ye Shao didn't come today." Ye Bo's gaze swept over Ding Yiyi and said, "I'm here to convey Ye Shao's greetings to you. Today's dinner is all on Ye Shao's head."

At the banquet, the original hustle and bustle of the voice is more boisterous, Enron and thoughtful looking at Ding Yi, she indifferent smile, took the glass in the hand of director Wu and drank it.

It was a long night. After three rounds of drinking, there were not many people left on the table. Enron and Xu Weiren had already run away. Director Wu was also chased by his wife. Call went home. Ding Yiyi stood up unsteadily, and his colleagues helped her.

"Yiyi, do you have any family or friends? I'll have her pick you up. "

"My friend? I have a good friend. My best friend is song Mengjie! " Ding Yiyi smilingly took out the mobile phone and pressed the phone number. Colleagues saw her shaking hands and simply took the mobile phone.

After a few words, the colleague hung up the phone and said, "wait at ease. Your best friend will come to pick you up."

Ding Yi Yi lies on the table and murmurs: "no, she won't, I hurt her heart."

Half an hour later, outside the box, a tall and hot beauty came into the room, and the people present were stunned.

"Are you Ding Yi's best friend?" The colleague who had called was busy standing up.

Song Mengjie a Leng, self mockery way: "perhaps." People help to put the drunk Ding Yi into the car.

When the noise gradually leaves, there are only two light and one heavy breathing sound in the closed car. Song Mengjie looks at the frowning sleeping man and sighs. She puts the coat on the back seat on Ding Yiyi and drives.

Haizhuohuan opens the door and sees song Mengjie driving Ding Yiyi standing at the door in a hurry. Entering the living room, Ding Yi settled down. Song Mengjie looked at him and suddenly said with a smile, "didn't you think I would know where your home is?"

Hai Zhuo Xuan laughed and put aside the topic, "what do you want to drink?"

Song Mengjie shook her head. "I know the stars you like, where your family lives and your driving habits. The only thing I don't know is who you love."

Her voice is getting weaker and weaker. Hai Zhuo Xuan takes off her glasses and pinches the bridge of her nose. "Mengjie, I'm not worth it."

"it's not worth it has the final say." Song Mengjie's mood is greatly moved and rushes into his arms.

Haizhuo Xuan stepped back two steps to avoid, she stood in the same place embarrassed, suddenly self mocking smile: "you even refused to give me comfort."

"Mengjie, you'll find a better one." Haizhuo Xuan looks at her, her heartache he knows, that kind of mood, that kind of look in the eyes, that kind of despair he experiences all the time, but he buries all these things in the deepest corner of his heart, allowing it to rot.

Song Mengjie looked at her in tears. Hai Zhuoxuan did not know what to say. She could only point to her eyes. "Mascara is gone."

"Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom." She ran past him in high heels, bringing a breeze.

Ten minutes later, she walked out calmly, her face had been painted with exquisite makeup, only the red eyes could not hide her fatigue.

She went to the sofa and looked at Ding Yiyi deeply. Then she turned around with a smile and pretended to be strong. "I brought you your favorite woman. She drank wine and took good care of her. I left."

Without waiting for haizhuohuan's reply, she hurried to the door, opened the door, and the cold wind came in. She shivered and suddenly thought of something like turning back. "By the way, I'm going to Tibet to teach. I don't need to tell Yiyi."

After she said that, she stopped and looked at haizhuohuan with a little expectation in her eyes. If he kept him, even if he worried, she would stay.

"Bon voyage." Haizhuohuan looks the same.

"Thank you" song Mengjie pulled out a smile that was worse than crying and left in a hurry. She even forgot to close the door.Hai Zhuo Xuan stands in front of the French window, watching the lights flash away, and then sighs heavily. Ye Chuqing leaves, and song Mengjie has no use value. It's time to let her go.

Sasa Ding, just after the night's transformation, she was forced to fall asleep from the back of her pocket.

Strange decoration, strange house, where is she? She quickly opened the quilt and saw that the clothes were neatly put on her body.

The alarm clock on the desk showed that it was 1:00 in the morning. She got out of bed and opened the door. The light in the next room was projected from the open door. She pushed the door in curiously.

"Zhuo Xuan!" She looked at him in confusion, not knowing why she was in his house.

"Wake up." Haizhuohuan, dressed in a casual linen suit, sits idly on the window sill, surrounded by several empty wine bottles.

"How did I get here?" Ding Yiyi kneaded his sore temple and came to him. Haizhuo Xuan looked at the moon outside the window and said, "Mengjie sent you. She is going to teach in Tibet, but she said she didn't want you to know."

"Is that so?" Ding Yiyi bowed her head with sadness, a slender finger raised her chin, and Haizhuo Xuan was gradually approaching, and the faint wine gas was gradually diffused between them.

The distance between him and her is only a few centimeters. Haizhuo Xuan's thin lips are slightly open. "Ding Yiyi, you and I owe them a lot."

She was slightly stunned, and then she laughed miserably. She sat on the windowsill, and her mobile phone address book behind her trouser pocket was pressed, but she didn't notice.

Ding Yi took a bottle of wine and poured it directly, "well said, it seems that we should really do a cup."

Sea Zhuo Xuan smiles and clinks a cup with her, two people one drink and drink, "Hey, simply we two together, who don't harm."

Ding Yiyi was smiling and smiling, tears came out, and drank a mouthful of wine, "OK, let's be together!"

The phone screen is always on. The person at the other end of the phone is listening quietly. His fingers are on the bottom of the book, but they haven't been flipped for a long time.

Ye nianmo put down his book and got up. He took out a bottle of foreign wine and handed it to the servant nearby. The servant poured the wine into the glass, carefully added ice, and then took out the lemon from the freezer.

He opened his mouth gracefully and let the acid of the lemon soak his mouth before he took a sip of wine. Anyone who looked at him felt that he was an elegant gentleman, but at this moment his heart was convulsed with pain.

One cup after another, a bottle of wine soon bottomed out, but the servant standing beside him changed into Ao Xue. She looked at him without expression.

She came in and stood here half an hour ago, but he turned a blind eye to it. "Down." Ye nianmo's half drunk eyes ordered.

Aoxue went to him, took his wine glass and stepped close to him. He didn't move and let her move.

"Read Mo, I really like you." She looked at his handsome face and murmured.

"How much do you like it?" He couldn't help laughing and feeling the shudder of her body. He couldn't tell how drunk he was.

"I will die for you, and I will obey whatever you say." Ao snow soft voice said.

As soon as the voice fell, ye nianmo, who had been sitting on the chair, jumped up and changed her position. Put out your hands and imprison her in a chair.

Ye nianmo reached her ear, and her thin lips were slightly open. "What if I said I wanted you to die for Ding Yiyi?"

"You Ao Xue's face changed greatly. Ye nianmo let her go and straightened up. Her face was suddenly sharp.

Looking at him unwilling to fall on the bed, struggling to close his eyes, Ao Xue whispered softly, "sorry, I love you."

She put the white pill, which had been hidden in her palm, into the glass and watched it bubble and disappear.

She stares at the orange liquid, tears out a smile from the corner of her mouth, and walks to the bedside. For the first time, she looks down at this man.

She took off the shackles on her body, and her heart trembled. She entangled with ye nianmo for too long, so long that she forgot her original intention to love well, and she no longer had the patience to disguise as he liked.

Ye nianmo closed her eyes tightly, and her eyebrows wrinkled into the character "Chuan". With subconscious resistance, Aoxue's movement slowed down. She looked at his familiar face, and her hands gradually trembled, and her inexplicable sense of shame came under the light.

She let go and began to focus on the man she loved. Once upon a time, she expected to wake up in his arms every day, but why did they come to this point?

As time went by, she had been sitting on the bed with her white skin shining in the light. She just sat there with no desire in her mind.

"Read ink?" Outside the door sounded the voice of Xia Yihan, Ao Xue was startled, wrapped up the bed sheet, covered the two people, and said: "aunt Xia, read Mo, he went to sleep."

"You?" Xia Yihan looks at Ye Zimo hesitantly. There are some explorations in their looks.

Ye Zimo sighed, glanced over her waist and whispered, "they are adults, let them go."The sound of footsteps outside the door is gradually fading away. Aoxue gets out of bed to tidy herself up. She knows that if she misses this opportunity, she will regret tomorrow, but her thoughts are so unexpected that she wants to keep this last bit of dignity.