Chapter 323 I miss you so much (1/3)
Lu Ziyan joked, "Do you think those reporters thought you were hidden by Ben Shao in the past three years."
Qiao Yimo glanced down at the two of them, and smiled, "Do you think we two look like a pair?"
He raised his eyebrows, clenched her hand deliberately, and blinked ambiguously, "Why don't it look like this, a man with a talented appearance, a match made in heaven, you have made a lot of money by rumoring a scandal with Ben Shao."
"Who wants to gossip with you, get out of here!"
The people at the banquet, most of the big names in the entertainment industry, and many newcomers who have just become popular, were all shocked when they saw Qiao Yimo, but everyone was quite in agreement and didn’t ask much. After all, there were few standing nearby. .
After getting to know him again, the scene was quite lively, and he toasted with a smile.
After half a day, Qiao Yimo was already drunk and almost unable to stand still, while Lu Ziyan next to him was not drunk at all, always smiling with a glass of wine in his hand.
"How are you? Can you still drink?"
The woman sat on a chair, tilted her head, her face was flushed, she was not lightly drunk, and she looked at him slightly blurred, "I, I... can still drink."
As she said, she stood up by the table, and went in to continue drinking with those people, but she couldn't stand firmly, and she was about to fall to the ground very quickly.
Lu Zi swiftly held her waist with his hands, and chuckled slowly and slowly, "It seems that you are drunk. I will let you send you back."
"I'm... not drunk!" Pushing him away, Qiao Yimo's thin body swayed a few times before he stood firmly, his eyes blurred and full of water, staring at him for a long while, Lian suddenly smiled. He squeezed his company with both hands, and stubbornly said, "Lu Ziyan... What do you say to me... Isn't it good for me... to fend for itself?"
Jun's face was destroyed, and the man suddenly became angry. He pulled her hand down and cursed in a low voice, "You think I want to take care of you. Look at what you look like now. No one picks it up when you throw it on the street."
He really owed this woman in his last life.
"Go, I'll take you back."
The woman burped a drink, pursed her red lips drunkly, and said in dissatisfaction: "Who... who said no one picked it up, I... I'm a beauty..."
"Beautiful, not as beautiful as you." Lu Ziyan rolled his eyelids upwards, tugged her arm, and muttered, "It looks like she's really drunk and not light."
"Hey, I'll take you back."
"Um... No!" The woman took a step, then stopped suddenly, squinted her eyes, waved her hand, "Can't go back, Ran Ran will be angry when she sees me like this..."
"Do you remember that she would be angry." Lu Ziyan was angry with her, and stopped supporting her, with his arms around his chest, laughing and mocking, "Who made you drink so much? You can't do it, don't be stupid. A sip of a cup
, If others respect you and drink it, do you think you can't fall a thousand cups? "
Qiao Yimo didn't seem to hear what he was talking about, her eyes closed slightly, her face flushed, and she was quiet for a while, she suddenly raised her hand and rubbed her face severely, muttering to herself, "No, go back like this. Ran Ran must be angry... She will not eat well when she is angry..."
She suddenly turned around and walked in one direction.
Lu Ziyan was taken aback, "What are you going to do?"
"I go to the bathroom to wash my face and sober up."
"Do you want me to accompany you?"
"No, I'm not drunk. I still remember the way."
She rubbed her head and walked staggeringly in one direction.
Lu Ziyan's mouth twitched slightly, not drunk
He really wanted to worry that she might fall asleep directly on the toilet.
Hooked her finger to invite a waitress, "Go and follow the one in the red dress just now, look at her, don't let her have an accident."
"Okay, Shao Lu."
The waiter glanced at the woman in the red dress in front of him, but it was not Qiao Yimo.
At this time, Qiao Yimo was already unsteady. She was still wearing ten-centimeter high heels. She almost fell several times and could only help the wall to walk. His head was dizzy and confused. A little irritated, he took off his shoes and held them. Holding it in his hand.
A red knee-length dress with two straight and slender white legs exposed. I walked staggering for a long time without touching the bathroom.
In the end, she even got into the elevator in a daze, leaning against the wall of the elevator room, staring at her eyes and almost falling asleep, but the elevator door opened and awakened her.
Staggering out barefoot, he didn't pay attention and bumped into a passerby.
"I'm sorry..." She bowed her head and left.
"It's not long... Hey, beautiful?" The passerby just wanted to yell, but his eyes lit up when he saw her small face. The strong smell of alcohol is not difficult to make people think of. He suddenly showed a stubborn smile, gentle. Coaxing: "Beauty, where are you going?"
Although Qiao Yimo was drunk, his instinctive vigilance still existed. He was disgusted when he saw the strange smile, frowned, and said dumbly: "Thank you... I know the way."
"Beauty, you seem to be drinking too much, and you can't walk smoothly, or should I send you there?"
The man raised his eyebrows and stretched out her arm.
When touched by a stranger, Qiao Yimo's face became cold, and he instinctively threw it away, drunk and unconscious, and spoke very hard, "Get out of the way."
"Hey? You stinky fuck, I won't go away today."
The man grabbed her arm and dragged it towards his room.
"Let go of me..." Qiao Yimo's head was very dizzy, just struggling by instinct, but his strength was finally resisted.
However, in a hurry, he held the high heels in his hands to his head and smashed it over, "Go away... don't touch me!"
"Bitch! Do you dare to hit Laozi?" The man became angry when he was hit by the heel of his shoe, and he slapped her severely when he raised his hand. "Smelly fuck, drink it like this, doesn't it just want to be fucked? Lao Tzu will fulfill you today."
On this floor, there was no one going to each other, and the man's voice was extremely loud.
With that, he pushed the woman against the wall, pressed it up, and began to tear the skirt on her shoulders.
"No, don't touch me, get out!"
"Let go..."
"I think the hotel room is not big enough for looking for excitement here?" A cold and indifferent man's voice suddenly appeared interrupted everything.
There was silence for two seconds all around.
The man pressing on Qiao Yimo turned his head abruptly and saw that the other party was dressed in a neat suit with good temperament. He thought he was also a visitor here, and his face was not red and heartbeat, and he said, "Excuse me? I'll take her back. ."
Get free, don't Qiao Yimo push him with all his strength, and mutter repeatedly, "Don't... touch me... roll..."
She tucked her messy hair behind her ears, her slap-sized delicate face was soaked in red, revealing a natural charm.
Just one glance, the black figure standing not far away shook violently.
…
"boom!"
With a bang, a red figure was thrown on the white and wide body.
The man standing by the bed pinched her neck without pity, his eyes were extremely cold, but he smiled and said, "I'm back..."
Poor breathing, holding back uncomfortably, Qiao Yimo frowned, "Cough... No... uncomfortable."
All the alcohol ran around in her mind, and she could hardly distinguish anything when she was drunk, she could only see the figure in front of her vaguely, tall and thin, that face could not be clearly seen no matter how she blinked.
The man's palm was not loose, just leaned down slightly, looked at her face left and right, and smiled, "Are you pretending to be drunk or amnesia?"
A clear breath suddenly rushed into the woman's sense of smell, a little familiar, and the nostalgia somewhere in her heart was suddenly aroused.
She was stunned, not knowing what she thought of, tears slowly welled up from her blurred eyes.
The man looked at her crying and laughing, squinted his eyes slightly, and was caught off guard by her hands in the next second.
"Si Nian..."
She actually dreamed of Fu Sinian.
Sure enough, wine is something that people love and hate.
The man's deep eyes suddenly condensed with cold frost, his thin lips evoked a sneer, and he looked at her condescendingly, "Remember?"
The woman seemed to ignore what he was talking about, but hugged him tightly with her hands, crying aggrievedly, "I miss you so much."
(End of this chapter)