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Chapter 398 Smoking on His Lap

He never dared to go off the rails like this, but that didn't mean he didn't have thoughts in this regard.

"Shen Kuan."

Zhang Mingliang called him coldly again.

Shen Kuan finally came to his senses and immediately relaxed with a guilty conscience.

Zhang Mingliang glanced at him, turned around and left.

Shen Kuan stood in the crowd disappointed.

After watching the whole scene, the three people upstairs felt that Shen Kuan was indeed quite different from Zhang Mingliang in terms of aura.

Zhang Mingliang went upstairs and saw three people standing nearby. She knew that they had all seen her meeting with Shen Kuan just now. She walked over and only planned to go to Zhuo Jian to continue drinking, but Su Bai stood in front of her: "You It’s okay to be like this among the stars, but don’t be like this outside.”

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye watched from the side, pretending to be transparent.

Zhang Mingliang raised her eyes and looked at him: "Then what do I want? Do I have to compromise?"

"You don't know kung fu. It doesn't matter how you show off your face in Fanxing. Fanxing is your territory, but when no one is protecting you outside, you have to be patient. Contact me first and wait until I go. It’s not too late.”

"..."

"I don't have any other thoughts about you. As my personal doctor, nothing can happen to you."

"What could happen to me?"

"You just turned around and wanted to leave. Why wouldn't you be beaten up if you met a bad-tempered person outside?"

"The worst that can happen is death."

Zhang Mingliang said.

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye were listening nearby and felt that Su Bai had suffered a little, but no matter what, someone had to control him.

"Are you so not afraid of death?"

"I don't have any family, and my master passed away a few years ago. If something happens to me, I should go to stay with him in advance."

"you……"

"What are you? Are you reluctant to give up?"

Zhang Mingliang approached him on tiptoes and suddenly asked.

Su Bai's old face stiffened: "That's nonsense."

Then he turned around and entered the private room.

Fu Yanye couldn't help laughing when she saw him like that.

A person who once got drunk for his wife should soon get drunk for another woman, yes.

Fu Yanye looked down at Zhuo Jian and couldn't help but frown when she saw how much she admired Zhang Meili. Suddenly she hugged Zhuo Jian tightly and whispered: "You and Zhang Meili are not suitable for being friends."

Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and said with a smile: "My dear, your wife is twenty-five years old."

She no longer needs others to tell her whether this person is suitable for her to be friends with.

Just like it.

She felt that Zhang Mingliang's distinctive personality was simply not very satisfying.

What Zhang Mingliang said were things she had never dared to say.

It was the first time that Fu Yanye heard her calling her "darling" so softly and softly, but felt chills all over.

Zhang Mingliang watched Su Bai enter the private room and said to Zhuo Jian, "Shall we go back and continue drinking?"

"good!"

Zhuo Jian agreed, gently pushed Fu Yanye away and left with Zhang Mingliang.

Fu Yanye couldn't help but sneered, laughing at himself, thinking to himself, drink more, Mrs. Fu.

It wasn't until almost eleven o'clock that Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye left Fanxing. Zhuo Jian's face turned red after drinking, but he looked quite calm and calm before leaving Fanxing.

As soon as I went out, I started to feel out of sorts.

Fu Yanye took her into the car and hugged her. After the driver drove, he looked down at her and asked, "How much did you drink?"

"Just one bottle."

Zhuo Jian raised a finger.

Fu Yanye sighed softly unconsciously when he saw her gentle fingers.

"fine."

He hugged her a little tighter.

Zhuo Jian struggled for a moment, unable to open his eyelids: "Fu Yanye, please don't hug me so tightly, it's uncomfortable."

Fu Yanye lowered his eyes to see her lying limply in his arms, thinking, no matter how uncomfortable you are, can you still be as uncomfortable as me?

It wasn't until he saw the crystal clear eyes in her that he relaxed, gently caressed her arm and whispered, "Is this gentle enough?"

"Too light, don't you want me anymore?"

Zhuo Jian muttered.

Fu Yanye's heart twitched, what nonsense were you talking about?

The two of them returned to Shengyuan. Fu Yanye put her on the big bed and lay on her, "I'll put the bath water in and then go to bed after taking a bath."

Zhuo Jian nodded drowsily. At this time, the blush on her face was getting worse. The alcohol had its best effect, making her confused.

At the same time, Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang, Zhang Mingli's call, Zhuo Jian suddenly got up, looked around, found her bag at the end of the bed, opened it and took out the phone from it, and saw the words "Sister Meimei"

He picked it up immediately and lay down at the end of the bed: "Sister, I'm home."

"Just get home. Are you drunk?"

Zhang Mingliang listened to her voice and asked worriedly. Su Bai had just told her that Zhuo Jian was not a good drinker.

"A little bit."

Zhuo Jian smiled stupidly and narrowed his eyes.

Zhang Mingliang: "Where is your husband?"

"Husband? Husband?"

Zhuo Jian murmured, then roared and shouted throughout the room.

Fu Yanye ran out of the bathroom, thinking something had happened.

Zhuo Jian saw him with squinted eyes, smirked and said to the person on the phone, "He's here."

"That's good, then hang up."

Zhang Mingliang said.

"Okay, goodbye sister Meili."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he threw away the phone and lay on the end of the bed and fell into coma.

Fu Yanye stood at the door of the bathroom and sighed helplessly, then walked forward and said, "Go take a shower."

Zhuo Jian was silent, but his rosy little face, and every inch of his beautiful skin below, made him have no temper at all, but his adrenaline continued to surge.

His gentle fingers gently unbuttoned her shirt. Without undoing one more button, his heart beat harder.

This woman's damn magic power made him couldn't help but lie with her at the end of the bed, kissing her lips softly and murmuring: "Baby."

"Um?"

Zhuo Jian agreed in a daze without even opening his eyes.

"Say you love me."

Zhuo Jian's body felt itchy from being kissed, and she twisted under his body, trying hard to turn around and go to sleep.

I can no longer hear clearly.

Fu Yanye's lips brushed across her face, and he lay there looking at her with disappointment.

The light in the room was warm, and the tall man at the end of the bed slowly approached the woman's back, and then rested his forehead on the back of her neck, silent.

I don't know how long it took, but when the room was quiet enough, he suddenly stood up, picked up the sleeping person again, and went to the bathroom.

——

At twelve o'clock at night, when the stars are still in their prime, the men and women writhing on the dance floor on the first floor are releasing their stress and charm to their heart's content.

Zhang Mingliang took the initiative to find Su Bai's room and saw Su Bai half lying on the bed smoking. As soon as he closed the door, the bustle outside had nothing to do with them.

Su Bai raised his eyes to look at her, his heart froze, and then he pretended to get up: "Is something wrong?"

Zhang Mingliang walked up to him, took his cigarette away from his lips, put it into his own mouth and took a long puff.

Su Bai looked at her, suddenly speechless in the dim space.

Zhang Mingliang kicked his legs, and he stepped forward consciously.

Zhang Mingliang sat on his lap while smoking a cigarette.
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