Some wine entered his throat, and Ye Chu's body became more and more hot.
Even though the red wine was winding down, she didn't notice the coldness at all.
The smell of wine filled his nose, and Ye Chu only felt that the wine was very choking.
But Lu Huai continued to plunder.
He kissed every part of her lips, didn't drink, just made a tease.
Ye Chu suddenly stretched out his hand and clasped his neck with both hands.
She sent her body forward, and the two of them got closer together without a gap.
The soft and warm body pressed against Lu Huai.
Perceiving that she seemed to have become active, he paused for a few seconds.
In the next second, Ye Chu turned against the guest.
Her movements were a little hard, Lu Huai followed Ye Chu, he leaned back, his back pressed against the sofa.
Ye Chu quickly covered him.
Lu Huai was startled slightly and stopped the kiss.
He was waiting for her move.
Ye Chu's lips still didn't leave.
She didn't continue to kiss, just by covering herself on top, she tried to get all the wine that had just come into his mouth.
But Ye Chu never gave wine to anyone, she was not very familiar with it, only some wine entered his mouth.
And more red wine dripped from the intersection of the lips.
Some wine flowed along the neck and into Ye Chu's neck, soaking the sky blue student uniform.
Some wine dripped on Lu Huai's clothes and also wet the collar of his shirt.
Because Lu Huai stopped moving, Ye Chu straightened up quickly and left his lips.
Her face was choked with wine, and her breathing became even more rapid.
After the hot touch on his lips disappeared, Lu Huai opened his eyes.
Ye Chu tried to calm his breathing, but what Lu Huai saw was the blur in her eyes.
To him, it was very tempting.
Ye Chu caught a glimpse of Lu Huai's white shirt stained red with wine, and realized that there was a clammy feeling in her shirt.
She knew it was because of the red wine, and soon she tried to stand up.
Lu Huai did not give Ye Chu a chance to leave.
He clasped her wrists with both hands and gently brought her to him.
As soon as Ye Chu's legs stood up, she was pulled down by Lu Huai.
Her legs were bent and she was extremely uncomfortable.
Ye Chu turned slightly, but didn't notice that the two of them changed to a more ambiguous posture.
When Ye Chu noticed this, she was already straddling Lu Huai's body.
However, Lu Huai had wrapped Ye Chu's waist with one hand, restricting her movement.
The collar of his shirt was wet with red wine, Lu Huai frowned slightly, stretched out his other hand, and unbuttoned his shirt.
Lu Huai didn't seem to feel anything abnormal in this posture.
He looked at Ye Chu, her eyes gradually became clear.
She seemed to be leaving the gentle dream that the two had built together.
Lu Huai immediately covered his lips and kissed Ye Chu's lips.
He pried her teeth away, wrapped around her disobedient tongue, teasing softly.
There was the smell of red wine in her lips and teeth, and the slight scent of wine was permeated.
In a lingering kiss, Ye Chu's body weakened.
Lu Huai hugged Ye Chu's waist, but his lips followed her neck and kissed all the way down.
His kiss fell tightly, as if he was kissing the traces of red wine.
Ye Chu's body lifted slightly, letting him move.
Lu Huai gently stroked her slender waist, but gently unbuttoned the sky blue coat.
He continued to kiss, it was a gentle and long kiss.
She gripped his shirt tightly.
The sleeves of his white shirt wrinkled in her hands.
Willingly sink into a wonderful and deep dream.
…
That day, Wen Yusheng met with Dai Heng, collected his money and settled his new gambling debt.
Dai Heng gave him an order to induce Su Mingzhe to become addicted to cigarettes.
According to Su Mingzhe's temperament, Wen Yusheng didn't know whether this method worked.
When Wen Yusheng personally tried to smoke a big cigarette, he realized that the big cigarette is really a good thing.
The worries disappeared in the mist.
It seems to fall into another world.
Last time, after Wen Yusheng smoked it once, he would occasionally go to the smokehouse.
Dai Heng told him that as long as the amount is right, he won't be addicted.
Wen Yusheng thought to himself, it was okay to smoke only a few times.
Wen Yusheng has tried it himself, and he believes that as long as Su Mingzhe gets a little bit of it, he will taste it, and Wen Yusheng won't have to work hard at that time.
After that, Wen Yusheng found the right time to increase Su Mingzhe's dosage.
After Wen Yusheng made up his mind, he called Su Mingzhe.
After a while, there was a voice on the other end of the phone.
As soon as Wen Yusheng heard Su Mingzhe speak, he immediately said: "I am Wen Yusheng."
Su Mingzhe gave a hum, and then asked: "What's the matter?"
Wen Yusheng: "Last time I took you to the dance hall, your interest was not very high. Now I will take you to another place."
Wen Yusheng added another sentence: "I promise you will like it."
Su Mingzhe paused for a moment, and then agreed.
Wen Yusheng breathed a sigh of relief and set an appointment with Su Mingzhe.
After the two had finished speaking, they hung up the phone.
Wen Yusheng was overjoyed and immediately arranged everything, thinking that Su Mingzhe would fall into his trap.
He had no idea that he was just a pawn in a game between the two sides.
On the other end, Su Mingzhe put aside the phone. When he was just talking, his voice was calm, but his eyes were cold.
It seems that Wen Yusheng can't achieve anything, but has another one, waiting for himself to be hooked.
The place where Wen Yusheng and him agreed to meet was a tea house, and Su Mingzhe knew about that tea house.
The ground floor of that teahouse is for drinking tea, and the upper box can provide guests with a place to smoke.
Wen Yusheng probably wanted him to become addicted to cigarettes.
Su Mingzhe sneered at the corners of his lips, but unfortunately, Wen Yusheng couldn't do what he wanted.
At the agreed time, Su Mingzhe arrived at the teahouse.
Wen Yusheng had arrived long ago and was already waiting for him at the entrance of the teahouse.
Su Mingzhe concealed his other emotions and took a few steps forward: "Master Wen."
Wen Yusheng, as usual, neither humble nor humble, said hello to Su Mingzhe.
Wen Yusheng: "I have a good thing for you today."
Su Mingzhe nodded and followed him into the teahouse.
The people in this teahouse seemed to know him, and when they saw Wen Yusheng, they greeted him.
Someone stepped forward and led Su Mingzhe and Wen Yusheng to the elegant room upstairs.
As soon as Su Mingzhe entered the door, he noticed what was on the table.
It is a tool for smoking and smoking.
Su Mingzhe's eyebrows condensed, and then he lowered his expression.
Wen Yusheng closed the door, walked to the table, and greeted Su Mingzhe over.
Su Mingzhe accepted his intention and sat down from the table.
Su Mingzhe asked, "Is this the good thing you want to show me?"
Wen Yusheng nodded, with a smile on his face when his eyes fell on the smoke.
Su Mingzhe saw Wen Yusheng's appearance and guessed in his heart that Wen Yusheng should have become addicted to cigarettes.
However, Su Mingzhe remained silent and continued to say: "This is a big smoke?"
Wen Yusheng heard the meaning of Su Mingzhe's words and smiled: "What about the big smoke, as long as you taste it, I promise you will like it."
Wen Yusheng was afraid that Su Mingzhe still had concerns, and then added: "Some time ago, I just learned how to smoke."
"My friend told me that as long as the amount is right, there will be no problem."
Hearing this, Su Mingzhe's brows tightened imperceptibly.
The friend in Wen Yusheng's mouth should be the one who instigated him behind his back.
In order to make Wen Yusheng obedient, he did not hesitate to let Wen Yusheng test it himself.
Although the man's words are correct, everyone who smokes should know it.
If it can control the number of heavy cigarettes very well, it will not cause much damage to the body.
However, people who know this can't do it all.
Those people don't have strong control and will only get deeper and deeper.
Su Mingzhe asked again: "Do you know how to smoke?"
Wen Yusheng's eyes flashed with joy, and he thought Su Mingzhe was heartbroken.
He immediately responded: "Of course."
Wen Yusheng skillfully picked up the strips of cooked opium on the table and roasted it on the fire.
When the cooked opium became a little soft, Wen Yusheng stuffed it into the smoking pot of the smoking gun.
Handing the cigarette holder to his mouth, Wen Yusheng closed his eyes and took a sharp breath.
The strong sweet smell filled the air.
Wen Yusheng was immediately immersed in it, fluttering and ecstatic.
He opened his eyes and looked at Su Mingzhe through the hazy white fog.
"You just need to take a sip, and it will be like falling into a fairyland."
Wen Yusheng put the cooked opium in another smoking pot and handed the tobacco rod to Su Mingzhe.
Su Mingzhe stretched out his hand to take it, eyes drooping, hiding the disgust in his eyes.
Wen Yusheng didn't pay attention at all, thinking that Su Mingzhe had accepted his suggestion.
Su Mingzhe said, "You show me one more time."
Wen Yusheng did so.
He handed the cigarette holder to his mouth again, white smoke curling up.
Su Mingzhe's face became blurred, somewhat indistinguishable.
Wen Yusheng squinted slightly, he saw Su Mingzhe pick up the cigarette stick and put it next to his mouth.
In a daze, he saw Su Mingzhe take a breath.
After that, Wen Yusheng became obsessed with his own world.
In fact, Su Mingzhe just put the cigarette holder in his mouth, but did not smoke.
Wen Yusheng was unconscious, and the place was covered by white smoke. He naturally thought that Su Mingzhe had smoked too.
Su Mingzhe took advantage of Wen Yusheng's carelessness and disposed of the things in his hands.
After Wen Yusheng returned to normal a little bit, he thought that Su Mingzhe, like him, fell in love with the taste of smoking a big cigarette.
Before leaving the teahouse, Wen Yusheng and Su Mingzhe agreed to meet again next time.
Two people have a common hobby, and meeting in the future is indispensable.
Wen Yusheng thought he had completed the task, but he didn't know that he was put in a row.
After Su Mingzhe and Wen Yusheng parted ways at the entrance of the teahouse, they immediately decided to tell Ye Chu about the matter.
…
Henry Road Mansion District.
Mo Qinghan was sitting in the house and received a call.
There was a familiar voice: "Commissioner Mo?"
Mo Qinghan knew that it was from a private line. He knows the identity of the man.
Mo Qinghan: "Teacher, is there anything?"
The man said: "Let's meet."
Mo Qinghan felt that the teacher might have something to tell him.
Mo Qinghan thought for a while and said: "Recently, due to the affairs of the Public Board of Directors, I was able to take the opportunity to leave Shanghai."
Meeting in Shanghai is too dangerous, they can't take this risk.
The man paused: "I'm waiting for you in Jinzhou."
Mo Qinghan: "Okay."
The next day.
Mo Qinghan came to the train station.
The sky is faintly bright, the mist is floating in the air, and the early spring morning is exceptionally quiet.
There are few people in the railway station, and the noise is slight. Mo Qinghan got on the train with a calm expression.
The destination of this train is not Jinzhou, but other cities.
The train was moving fast, and the light and shadow of the spring passed by the window.
Time passed, when the train arrived, Mo Qinghan stepped off the train. This is a city near Jinzhou.
He came to a hotel and waited for a while.
After ensuring that no one was being followed, Mo Qinghan disguised himself and left the hotel to prepare for Jinzhou.
The sky was drizzling, and the rain in early spring was exceptionally clear. After falling through the rainy alley, the temperature gradually dropped.
The new shoots were filled with cold green, and because of the light rain, it was slightly chilly at this time.
A man holding a black umbrella walked down the street in a hurry.
The breeze was mixed with drizzle, slowly blowing, falling on the man, revealing a bit of winter cold and bleakness.
The air seemed to be filled with white mist, and the line of sight was indistinguishable.
The man's figure drifted away, disappearing into a quiet street corner.
Jinzhou.
In the middle of the night, the sky was filled with gloomy black, without stars and moons.
On spring nights, the chill is not so bitter, but it also reveals a slight chill.
Mo Qinghan walked into a hotel, pretending to be an ordinary customer.
It's late and there is no one in the hotel.
The corridor was silent and the lights were dim. Mo Qinghan walked slowly, only hearing very light footsteps.
Mo Qinghan entered a room.
Pushing the door in, cut through the silence.
The light in the room was gloomy, and the darkness fell.
There seemed to be a person's breath in the darkness.
Mo Qinghan's expression remained unchanged, and he was here to see this man today.
Mo Qinghan stretched out his hand to turn on the light, and the soft light poured down.
In the silent darkness, the lights came on. The light was dull and lonely.
A figure was reflected on the snow-white wall.
Mo Qinghan looked over.
There is a corner, and the light is extremely dim.
The man was tall with his back to him.
At this moment, he turned around, moved away from the dim light, and walked towards Mo Qinghan step by step.
Under the man's feet was a gloomy light and shadow, and darkness enveloped his whole body.
His eyes moved up slowly, and what caught his eye was a black long gown. The color was dim, but it gradually became clear under the light.
The man took a few steps forward, and the faint light illuminates his face.
The lights were on and off, and his eyes were gloomy, like a dark abyss.
It was Dong Hongchang.
His voice resembled an extremely distant wind, and faintly sounded: "coming?"
Mo Qinghan said respectfully: "Teacher, long time no see."
Mo Qinghan called Dong Hongchang his teacher and respected him very much.
Dong Hongchang asked: "How are you doing in the French Concession these days?"
It was Dong Hongchang's instruction to let Mo Qinghan lurch beside Dai Shinan.
This was done to monitor Dai Shinan to see if he was sincere. At the same time, it was to disrupt Lu Zongting's plan.
Mo Qinghan's eyes were dark, and his coldness gradually grew: "I entered the Public Board of Directors very smoothly, except that there are a few people who don't have long eyes."
Those people would only frame him with some innocent plans. But he is well prepared and will not fall into the trap of those people.
Dong Hongchang didn't take it seriously: "Some people doubt you, so you must have handled this matter properly."
He knew very well that those people were not Mo Qinghan's opponents.
Mo Qinghan nodded: "That's natural."
At this time, Dong Hongchang deliberately tentatively tentatively concealed a deep meaning in his words: "Dai Shinan gave you the status you are today..."
His voice is as usual, like a quiet lake. But there seems to be a turbulent wave, and dangers are everywhere.
Dai Shinan trusted Mo Qinghan very much, and he would leave many things to him without any doubt.
Today, Dai Shinan has even arranged for Mo Qinghan to enter the Public Board of Directors and become a Chinese committee member.
This position is very rare, and the interests are ahead. Dong Hongchang is worried that Mo Qinghan's mind will float and he will have the idea of betraying the master.
Therefore, he wanted to test Mo Qinghan.
Mo Qinghan reacted quickly and immediately said: "If it were not for the help of the teacher, I would not have today."
The teacher is kind to him, and he will not betray the teacher.
Mo Qinghan grew up in Gucheng, and after the death of his mother, he met Dong Hongchang.
Dong Hongchang buried his mother, took him with him, cultivated him, and taught him many things...
The piles were printed on Mo Qinghan's heart.
Dong Hongchang is the only person Mo Qinghan trusts in this world.
He will never be ill-intentioned.
Dong Hongchang said again: "Really? Dai Shinan reused you and even asked you to return to the French Concession in Shanghai. The future is bright."
He didn't seem to believe Mo Qinghan's words at all.
The air was silent for a few minutes.
Dong Hongchang paused, and said, "Have you not wavered halfway?"
This sentence is for temptation and warning.
He taught everything about Mo Qinghan. He can bring Mo Qinghan to where he is now, and naturally there is a way to pull Mo Qinghan down.
However, it is not easy to build a good chess piece. He also needs Mo Qinghan to do things for him.
Although he didn't doubt Mo Qinghan's loyalty, people's hearts were the most unpredictable. Things had already developed to this point, and he didn't allow the slightest mistake.
Mo Qinghan turned around: "Even Dai Shinan, isn't it just a chess piece in the hands of the teacher?"
Dai Shinan and Lu Zongting had a very good relationship, but he still betrayed Lu Zongting in order to protect himself.
Now Dai Shinan is controlled by Dong Hongchang and stands in their camp.
Hearing this, Dong Hongchang laughed: "When Dai Shinan chose to cooperate with me, he was already a pawn."
Back then, under his design, Dai Shinan really couldn't stand the torture and took the initiative to surrender.
Although they have reached cooperation, trust cannot be built overnight.
Afterwards, the two have been testing each other.
It was not until Dai Shinan did something that Dong Hongchang gradually believed in him.
Mo Qinghan: "Everything is under the control of the teacher."
Dong Hongchang glanced at Mo Qinghan.
Mo Qinghan was his best chess piece, and he successfully ambushed Dai Shinan and became Dai Shinan's most trusted agent.
But there are certain things he must remind Mo Qinghan, so that Mo Qinghan will remember.
Dong Hongchang said quickly: "Qinghan."
The voice fell, much lower than before, revealing a deep silence.
Mo Qinghan was startled: "Teacher."
The teacher does not often call his name.
Dong Hongchang continued: "You are my most proud student, we have the same purpose..."
Dong Hongchang paused for a moment: "Your hatred is also in the plan."
Outside the window is the dark sky, and the dark clouds cover the night sky, obscuring the light, and the haze deepens.
It was a warm spring night, but the room was filled with a cold and icy atmosphere.
Mo Qinghan's voice sounded with determination: "I will never betray the teacher."
Those hatreds have long been melted into his blood, time passed quietly, and the hatred gradually spread and became stronger and stronger.
never forget.
He will destroy those enemies at all costs.
Hearing Mo Qinghan's promise, Dong Hongchang's voice eased: "I naturally believe in you."
He repeatedly mentioned it just to strengthen Mo Qinghan's determination.
Mo Qinghan's hatred is an excellent weapon and the sharpest blade.
He will make full use of this and let Mo Qinghan be his help.
Dong Hongchang: "If you continue to stay in the French Concession and develop your contacts, I will tell you what happens in the future."
Mo Qinghan: "Yes."
Dong Hongchang bowed his head and collected his thoughts.
No one spoke anymore, the room was extremely quiet.
The tea cups on the table are already cold.
The precipitous spring breeze came in through the window, and the coolness came.
The night got deeper and the clouds still hovered the night sky, but it was much lighter than before. The moonlight is hidden behind the clouds, and the shadows are beautiful.
After a while, the clouds gradually dissipated, the moonlight tore through the fog, and it fell quietly, and the ground was illuminated white.
The room was still gloomy, it was a dull silence.
They know that in the end there will be a real fierce battle.
They have been waiting for that fight to come.