Seeing her appearance, the man immediately pushed the woman next to him, showing his golden teeth when he laughed.
"Xuexue, are you here? I want to die baby."
The man stood beside Qin Muxue, abruptly stiffly short.
Before Qin Muxue spoke, the man waved his hand to let the women on both sides go out, put the first palm directly on Qin Muxue's back, and then went all the way down.
Qin Muxue took away the man's hand in disgust, and deliberately said, "Mr. Qian, I rushed over so far and didn't buy me a drink?"
With that said, Qin Muxue took the opportunity to take away Mr. Qian's hand and sat on the sofa by herself.
He picked up the wine glass, poured himself a full glass of wine, and drank it directly with his head up.
Qian always watched the drink drip out of Qin Muxue's mouth, and flowed all the way down his neck to a more tempting place.
Qian always swallowed a sip of water, then clapped his hands and walked to Qin Muxue's side, putting his fingers on Qin Muxue's legs irregularly, and touching them dishonestly.
Qin Muxue couldn't refuse, but could only solve the alcohol numbness of her own thoughts.
If you are drunk, you don't know anything!
"My dear, you are so sweet." Mr. Qian became increasingly dissatisfied, and his fat body kept rubbing against Qin Muxue.
Qin Muxue resisted the tumbling in his stomach, and drank another glass of wine.
"Hey~" Mr. Qian took the wine glass in Qin Muxue's hand and put it aside, grinning smirkly, "How can we have a good time drinking? If you come, we can have something to make us happy."
Qin Muxue knew what he was talking about and smiled deliberately, "Mr. Qian, you are really impatient today."
Qian always couldn't stand the sound of his voice even more so, he backed Qin Muxue back, and eagerly pulled Qin Muxue's skirt.
"Wait a minute." Although Qin Muxue was groggy, she still maintained her sense.
Qian always looked at Qin Muxue unhappily, took his purse from one side, took out a checkbook from it, and quickly filled in the amount and signed it.
Putting the check into Qin Muxue's hand, Qin Muxue's hand squeezed the check tightly, and then she weakened like losing strength.
President Qian couldn't bear it anymore, as ruthless as a wolf, Qin Muxue frowned with pain.
But a man only cares about his own happiness, and how he cares about her feelings.
…
I don't know how long it took, the man fell limp on Qin Muxue's body, and fell asleep like a dead pig.
Qin Muxue pushed Mr. Qian away without hesitation, took the tissue next to him and wiped it at random, taking the contraceptive pill from the bag naturally and taking it.
Qin Muxue rushed to the bathroom, changed into clean clothes in her bag, and threw the clothes on her directly into the trash can.
Including underwear/pants!
All the heavy makeup on his face was removed, and Qin Muxue smiled bitterly while looking at herself in a mess in the mirror.
Doing so was like deceiving himself, as if he was still the one he used to be, the clean Qin Muxue.
Qin Muxue opened the door of the private room, and the bodyguard outside the door kept aside without squinting, the harsh music still lingering.
Without taking a step, Qin Muxue felt like walking on a knife, and her lower body was abnormally uncomfortable.
Finally returned home, opened the door, Qin Muxue rushed to the bathroom before she changed her high heels, and vomited out uncontrollably.
Kneeling beside the toilet, Qin Muxue's body was sweaty, and he couldn't even spit out water.