Did she hear wrong?
It’s just one night
LanJingYi narrowed his eyes "? Say it again? "
"Come on, guys, hurry up, 20 thousand." The man casually swept Lanjingyi and said coldly.
"No" Don’t say 20,000. She doesn’t even have 10,000. The 100,000 yuan Liu Wentao gave her when she got married has disappeared. There are more than 3,000 yuan in her own card, which is too much to give.
"no?" The man grinned. "Then your man should have it. Well, hit her man."
Immediately, a man picked up Lan Jingyi’s broken address book and rummaged through it, "I called my husband this one. I hit him." The man laughed and began to dial up.
"Don’t … don’t hit him." Lan Jingyi regrets dying at this moment. She really regrets that when she got married, she changed Liu Wentao’s number to her husband’s title early and changed it to Chen Shimei’s fucking king egg. At this moment, these people wouldn’t pick out Liu Wentao’s number at a glance to dial the words.
Chapter 7 Wine really spoils the boat.
My head is getting more and more painful. A little tilt will ruin her. If Liu Wentao knows about it, I don’t know what will happen. It seems that wine is really a mistake. She will never drink again after she is wrong, but now she needs wine and something.
Lan Jingyi grabbed a bottle next to him and jumped to the man who was obviously the first man. "Bang" The bottom of the bottle knocked on the table, which made people’s scalp numb. Before anyone could react, Lan Jingyi grabbed the bottle bottleneck and "brushed" the bottom of the bottle with spikes to the man’s neck. "Whoever dares to talk, I will kill him."
"Eldest brother …"
"Head …"
A few people first looked at her as a fragile person, but no one thought that it was only in a blink of an eye that this woman had even made her own "murder weapon" and hurried to press Lanjingyi.
"Live for me, or I’ll really kill someone." Lanjing Yiwei narrowed his eyes and poked the broken bottle in his hand with a little effort.
"Brother Blood is bleeding. Let go of my brother."
For an instant, all eyes were on Lan Jingyi. I didn’t expect this woman to be really fierce and actually move her hand.
A quiet bar.
"Back off" is when Lan Jingyi doesn’t know how to deal with it. When she holds a man hostage and drinks, her face is not red and her heart is not jumping calmly. She raises a remote control in her hand and says to her, "Woman, see for yourself whether you should pay this twenty thousand dollars."
The large screen in front of Lan Jingyi immediately jumped out of the picture in the bar last night.
Oh, my God, that’s her. That’s that uber boy. He dumped them in french kiss and spun into the dance floor. He put his arm around her waist and they were so close. She heard herself shouting, "Okay, I’ll give you three thousand …"
"Well two thousand …"
Lan Jingyi opened his mouth wide and was silly.
"You want to give the somebody else is thirteen thousand, and then add drinks don’t say just say the four bottles of ` o do you think I want you twenty thousand more? That’s still the whole city. "
It turned out that she was fierce, and her murder weapon was returned to her neck. However, after watching the video, Lan Jingyi lost her strength. As soon as she loosened her hand, the broken bottle fell to the ground. She really didn’t sit on a chair. She was in trouble again. She has always been a burden to Liu Wentao. She hated Mi Chong for herself.
"Boss, are you all right?"
"Nothing to call her husband" The man waved his hand coldly and motioned.
It’s hard to wait, but she can wait if she’s not dead
How did Liu Wentao respond? She didn’t even know that she was sitting quietly in that chair staring at the tip of her shoes.
"Bang" was the sound of the door hitting the wall, which immediately attracted the attention of the men in the dark bar. "Who?"
Lan Jingyi slowly raised his head. In the dim light, Liu Wentao strode towards her with two long legs. His face was expressionless …
Chapter He is a statue
Lu Wentao would lose his temper at her. He would leave her on the side of the road when he left the bar, but he didn’t. Instead, a cigarette was lit by the crowded roadside in the morning. If the smoke was not blowing around him, she would. He is a statue.
He doesn’t talk, he can’t move, and someone passes by him. The girl must take a look at him. He looks really handsome. It was this handsome face that made her lose her head and agreed to his marriage.
As a result, she is really dizzy now.
Smoke lingered around him, and she didn’t dare to move. He kept the posture that he pulled her out by his side.
20,000 yuan, he lost the table without blinking, then turned and pulled her, and walked and yelled, "Let me know that you are pestering her to die." That was the first time she heard him swearing, and her eyes were misty. Looking at him, he was full of eyes and worshiped her. The man was so handsome.
But now when they really left the bar, his side and her legs were shaking, and she was not hung over and sad. She finally returned to reality. The paper bag he dropped on the table was not a piece of paper, but 20 thousand yuan
Lu Wentao is rich, but he never squanders his money. He said that he earned all his money by himself, not by the strong wind. He can give her a big room, but she can eat and wear enough. But now he just spends 20 thousand yuan. Lan Jingyi really wants to wait until she gets home. Will he slap her to the wall again and get a broken head?
As she looked at him in a daze, Liu Wentao suddenly raised his hand and immediately turned his cigarette butt into a beautiful parabola. He turned to the garbage bin a few steps away and he glanced at her "car"
That glance made her feel in a trance, and somehow she remembered another pair of eyes behind the super ink, but she didn’t see them last night.
It’s stupid to be fooled by that little tilt and not even see his eyes.
Liu Wentao is still a expressionless face after the car leaves.
She thinks he hates iron for her.
Lan Jingyi obediently bowed his head and sat in the passenger side, and secretly swore that if she met a little inclination again, she would definitely greet the Manchu ten tortures to his head. "Death to a dead man, a smelly man and a mean man," she muttered, gnashing her teeth.
Lu Wentao gave her a crooked look. "Lan Jingyi, I warn you not to be so stupid. Who are you scolding?"
It turned out that he she scolded him.
She didn’t scold him, but when she watched him go crazy, she remembered that he had thrown her against the wall and it hurt, so she bowed her head and twisted her skirts and ignored him.
When the car was quiet, it gave her a feeling of suffocation.
Section 3
Suddenly, a black BMW braked suddenly, and Lan Jingyi froze for a while. What happened in front of him when his hands suddenly grabbed her head and Liu Wentao kissed her, and she fell wild like an animal …
Chapter 9 Small three looking for a door
She didn’t move, she didn’t move like a puppet, but he danced alone and she didn’t respond.
Finally, he stopped, and his eyes were full of emotion, and she couldn’t understand and was confused. "What didn’t respond?"
She smiled gently, "To keep a purity for Mo Xiaoxue so that she won’t feel sick when she kisses you back." Are men like this? Think about the bowl when you have the pot? She doesn’t know anyone else. She knows that Lu Wentao is the one who has a passion for light snow and will come to provoke her to kiss her. She didn’t push him away because he or her husband saw him not talking. She whispered, "I’ll pay you back the 20 thousand yuan. Let’s go to the civil affairs bureau sometime." When she got married, she never thought that his marriage would come to an end so quickly, but now she wants him to be with her, and her mind flashed a hot picture of him rolling with light snow in the video.
"Don’t even think about it." Liu Wentao’s face was ugly. He sat up straight and then restarted the car and drove to the home where she once gave her a generation of warmth. "What?"
He didn’t speak, but he lit a cigarette while driving. The smoke floated in the narrow car, which was very choking. She could not help coughing, but she couldn’t understand him, so she didn’t let her go. At this time, if she paid back the 100 thousand yuan, she really wanted to ask a private investigator to check what he had left her alone, but she had no money.
The car stopped her, but he just stepped on the gas pedal and drove away, as if he would be insane with her again.
Lan Jingyi walked into the corridor tired. This is a residential building without stairs. She lives on the sixth floor of the top floor and walks slowly. She is annoyed, but she didn’t even know when and where she lost her wallet last night.
The sixth floor is here.
After stepping on the last step, she naturally bent down to the flowerpot at the door to get the key. She saw a pair of shoes, specifically a pair of beautiful women’s high heels, and looked along two slender calves. She saw the video in which the heroine slapped her hand before opening her mouth. "What did Lan Jingyi do to me?"
"Pa" made Lan Jingyi’s head ache even more. She gritted her teeth. I hate it. She is Liu Wentao’s real wife. Now she was slapped by Xiao San. Lan Jingyi stretched out her hand and pushed "die". She really wanted to be devoted to Xiaoxue’s death. She was shameless to seduce her husband. She didn’t even have the face to hit her. It was the first time she met such a thick-skinned woman. It seemed that she was devoted to Xiaoxue’s wife and she was the mistress.
When did the world turn black and white so easily? She is really confused.
"Ah …" A scream immediately devoted to light snow sat down and turned pale. "Lan Jingyi you … you …" She panted heavily and took out Lan Jingyi and ignored her. She found herself and provoked herself. I really don’t want to talk to her. If it’s wrong, it’s also Liu Wentao’s fault to have a wife and seduce women and men. It’s all wrong.
Holding the key to open the door, there came shortness of breath and weakness. "Atao, I … I have a stomachache … you come and pick me up …"
Chapter 1 Without her in her eyes
The sound of the strange light snow is soft and weak, and it makes people want to pity it all the more.
The door opener paused there, and Yan Jingyi slowly turned her head. She remembered that she was pushing a light snow, but that push root was not strong enough to hurt people.
But now she called Liu Wentao, saying that she had a stomachache.