"You didn’t … no?" Hugging Lan Jing and Yi Huai tightly has that practical feeling.
"How about dumping us for a midnight snack?" Why invite a girl if you don’t know her? Why let others get there first? She wants to eat midnight snack with him and drink with him until she gets drunk.
Forgive her for wanting to indulge again. Indulge yourself for one night. She needs that indulgence.
"Good." He leaned over and hugged her tasikmalaya, and then walked briskly towards the overpass stairs. The two girls behind him still wouldn’t give up. "Hey, Mr. Come and have a snack with us."
"Deng Deng Deng ….." Jiang Junyue walked so fast that he hated the two flies behind him. Didn’t he see that he was busy at this time? He hugged the Imperial Palace Empress, but what did they even want to fight for?
Soon the stairs reached the front of the car. Jiang LaCrosse was released. Two girls behind Lan Jingyi followed. "Is this your car, sir? Wow, that’s cool. "What about Land Rover? It looks like a local tyrant." Let’s sit down, too. At least you just hit me and apologize. That’s an apology. "
Jiang Junyue really wants to talk. Now girls are so naturally engaged. Don’t you know how to be reserved? Make signal with the lips toward Lan Jingyi. "You have to ask my wife. She has the final say."
"Madam? Is she your wife? " One of the two girls realized that they had hit the gun.
What a beautiful name for a wife, but is it possible for him to be himself?
Lan Jingyi bent down and got into the car. "Let’s go. I’m hungry." The root reason was that she ignored the two young girls. She was tired and walked for a long time, only to find that her legs and feet didn’t seem to be her own. Very tired.
Jiang Junyue gracefully sat in the driver’s seat and shouted at the two girls outside, "I can’t help but say goodbye to my wife." After that, I stepped on the gas pedal and drove off to stay. The two girls stamped their feet and had an affair, and they hit their real wives.
"Where to?" He asked her softly, as if he was afraid that the loud voice would scare her. At this time, he didn’t pretend that she knew. Why did he pretend to be cold?
"Fury" didn’t even think about it. She just ordered the bar, the place where she and he first met.
Or start there and end there.
If it’s true, how can she and he get together again? It’s impossible. It’s impossible to achieve it. I think it’s right that he chose not to tell her, so she will be as miserable as she is now.
"Good" He responded that he could finally speed up the car this night. He drove as fast as possible, but kept it steady. With her car, he had to think about her lonely figure just now, and his heart ached again.
Neither of the two people will go to that thing, which is that neither of them wants to feel sad, but it is just there, even if it is not, it will always tell the two people that they are now.
But everything is theirs, isn’t it?
Section 125
Leave the mother and father aside. If they were single individuals, Mu Jinshan died and they didn’t have any at all. At that time, they were all very young.
When I got into the car and got into the commotion, there was a feeling that time seemed to go back to that night. It was like that night everywhere, and it was also a little crazy. Men and women spent the night here, posing on the dance floor, tempting people to try "box or hall?" Jiang Junyue took her hand and asked her gently before stopping.
Lan Jingyi has a little finger. "Why don’t you go to the bar and I want you to mix drinks for me?" Only then did she realize that she felt drunk and wanted to drink. His mixing was very delicious, especially his mixing style was awesome.
"Oh, good, but the present techniques are unfamiliar for a long time. If you drop the wine bottle and glass for a while, you mustn’t laugh."
"Ha-ha-ha." I didn’t expect Jiang Junyue to be so nervous and so cute, so she stood on her toes and whispered in his ear, "If you fall, I will fall, and I haven’t practiced for a long time." She also wanted to mix wine, just like that night.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, she wants to mix seven glasses of wine before he drinks them together.
Suit and tie, however, Jiang Junyue walked into the bar and took off his western coat to reveal his white shirt. Then he untied his tie. The move was so sexual that a woman screamed and rushed over. "Small tilt … small tilt …" After such a long time, someone still knew him, which showed that he had caused a stir that night.
Without super ink, his face is more enchanting and attractive.
Lan Jingyi leaned against the bar and smiled at the man’s performance. Every move was in her eyes.
He’s really nice.
Chapter 215 Small inclination
Lan Jingyi leaned against the bar and smiled at the man’s performance. Every move was in her eyes.
He’s really nice.
Maybe the first time I saw it, I was doomed to my own story.
At that time, I never thought that the original ending would be perfect.
Lan Jingyi’s mind flashed like a rewind through that time when Lu Wentao was devoted to light snow. It all passed like a shadow. Her life was not very beautiful but it was very memorable.
If it weren’t for Xiao Xue and Liu Wentao, how could she come to such a place as Sao Dong? Everything is fate, and it is fate that unites her with Jiang Junyue, and it will be difficult to separate from her from now on.
And how did she think that she would be so close to Jiang Junyue one day when she gave He Lingguo an island film? If I had thought of it early, I wouldn’t have provoked He Ling early, but even if she hadn’t provoked He Ling, She would have disagreed with her and Jiang Junyue because of her father’s business.
Are they predestined?
But fate has brought her a lot of torture, and now she will be separated because of her father’s affairs.
Whether she wants to or not, she can’t be indifferent to that past.
Think about how painful the heart is.
Parting is not because of her, nor because of his annoying fate.
He left his wine at the bar, and after another, she raised her glass and drank it. It was as sweet as she remembered.
He moved as smartly as he did that time, and there was no difference at all. "It’s my turn." Lan Jingyi grabbed the bartender’s new bottle and mixed the wine with a little drunkenness.
Four cups first
Repeatedly cup
Just like the order of the year.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, put it one by one. Taijiang LaCrosse gestured "End to the table over there". It was a small round table for two people in the corner. Two small sofas were most suitable for lovers sitting opposite each other.
I don’t want to drink anything. I just want to drink with him tonight. I’m so drunk, but I can’t remember anything.
Jiang Junyue ordered a few exquisite dishes to set a small table. Seeing that she didn’t eat them, he picked up chopsticks and put a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin on her lips. "Be good, this sour and sweet is delicious."
But she just likes to eat it, so she bit into her mouth and chewed it, perhaps because the sweet and sour fillet he gave her was particularly refreshing.
Take a sip of food, drink a sip of wine and take a look at the man opposite. The most beautiful thing in life is just that, but after tonight, there will be no chance. "Do you regret meeting me that day?"
"No," he also took a sip of wine, but he clearly said that if time goes back to the past, he will still meet her again, and then please don’t meet his mother who killed her father. That’s cruel. It’s cruel.
"Isn’t it very powerful to fall in love with spring?" The little face suddenly sent Lan Jingyi’s mouth to Jiang Junyue’s ear, or the two of them were all due to the spring affair.
"That thing is not as good as mine." He chuckled and put his thin lips in her ear. "Why don’t you try it later?"
"Hiccup …" With a hiccup, her eyes became blurred. "Just try." Who’s afraid of who? She’s not afraid of him.
The wine is getting more and more fragrant. I drank all the good wine and ordered two bottles of O. Anyway, Jiang Junyue must pay for it this time. She doesn’t feel bad that he is a local tyrant and it will cost him. "How did you become two heads?"
"Well, you have two, too. Let’s try it." His voice was loud but he couldn’t cover the noise of music in the commotion. Lan Jingyi blushed, and even though she was drunk, she knew what he was going to take her to do next.
And I cann’t believe I’m so damn looking forward to it
Since that night, she and he have never set foot in that hotel again. I think of that night when she was crazy. Her heart beat faster and her whole body hung up. He hugged her and walked out of the commotion. "Little tilt …" She whispered in her heart that she couldn’t tell the taste.
"Huh?" He should be gentle and gentle.
"Small tilt …"
"What?"
"Small tilt, why are you so beautiful?" She pointed her finger a little, and his tone at the tip of his nose was light, just like a ten-year-old sister. She was so naughty and lovely.
The night is really deep.
It’s almost dawn at this time, and it’s really dawn at three o’clock.