"Ah -" several female guests saw Fei Binhua collapsed on the ground and couldn't help screaming.
Cao Cheng stood up calmly, walked to Fei Binhua's side, and probed his carotid artery with his fingers, "It's okay, just passed out, let's continue talking."
Wang Xinmai frowned, "Find a few people and carry him out, otherwise, how can we eat later?"
Several male guests immediately volunteered to come over, set up the fainted Fei Binhua, and carried him out of the box.
"Cici," Yang Qiushui asked Fang Qian, "Aren't you going to take care of your boyfriend?"
"No," Fang Qian smiled coldly, "He can't die."
Yang Qiushui took a breath of air, this kind of attitude toward her boyfriend is really vicious.
All of Fang Qian's thoughts at this time were put on Luo Ye, where could he take care of the useless Fei Binhua? Fei Binhua is rich, but his little money is nothing in front of Wang Xinmai, and Wang Xinmai is so pleased with Luo Ye, then Luo Ye must be richer than Wang Xinmai.
Young and rich, the more he looks more handsome, and he's not gay yet-Fang Qian bit his lip. How could such a good man fall into the hands of a stupid woman like Yang Qiushui
She must turn defeat into victory, must!
Fang Qian stopped all his thoughts and took a deep breath, instantly as if she had changed her person. "Autumn Water—"
"What's the matter, Cici?" Yang Qiushui asked.
"The makeup on the corner of your eyes is a bit flowery, go and fix it." Fang Qian smiled like a good sister.
"Oh, thank you." Yang Qiushui didn't know what it was, stood up from his seat and whispered to Luo Ye, "I'll go to the bathroom."
Luo Ye looked at Yang Qiushui, then at Fang Qian, smiled and nodded, "Go."
After Yang Qiushui walked out of the box, Fang Qian sat beside Luo Ye without hesitation, and said in a whisper, "Brother Luo, I heard that you are driving Reventon. When will you take someone to sit? I am the number one car model in Jinghua, and I won’t be ashamed of you if you go out in your Reventon."
Wang Xinmai on the side frowned when he heard Fang Qian's words.
Cao Cheng snorted heavily. They really saw too many shameless women like Fang Qian.
"Jinghua's first car model?" Luo Ye supported her body with his elbows, and looked at Fang Qian with a serious expression that was almost exaggerated. "I have never understood what the car model does? Is it the model wearing the car? ?"
Fang Qian smiled coquettishly, "Brother Luo, you are so bad, how can we wear the car on our body?"
"Then what's the use of you?"
"We are standing next to the car, showing for customers."
"Buy a car and give it a model?"
"This... Of course it can't be delivered."
"Can I touch a car model when I buy a car?"
"Of course you can't touch it—"
"Oh," Luo Ye nodded, "that is to say, you are basically useless."
"That's not it," Fang Qian defended like a spoiled child: "We can increase the car's attention."
Cao Cheng sneered, "If you want to increase your attention, putting the pig and the car model together will definitely work better."
Fang Qian's face was blue, red and white.
Luo Ye smiled, "Well, Miss Car Model, you can sit on my Reventon anytime."
"Really!?" Fang Qian suddenly saw hope.
"Of course it's true." Luo Ye shook his pocket, the steel clinking inside, "I have done a lot of business with Reventon today."
"Sale?"
"It costs two yuan to take a ride in Reventon and five yuan to take a photo," Luo Ye said, holding his finger, "If you want to take a taxi to somewhere, the starting price is 20."
Fang Qian opened her mouth wide, "Taking a taxi? Reventon?" Her mouth cramped and smiled, "Brother Luo, you can really be joking."
"I didn't make a joke with you." Luo Ye said with a serious face: "Before there was a lady who wore the same clothes as you, oh sorry, she is a fake lady, and you are a real lady. She cried and called for Take my car, I offer a price of 20, but she just doesn’t take it, so you won’t be like her."
"Oh," Fang Qian hid her mouth and smiled, "Talking about money hurts feelings. Why don't you drive Leventon and drive me for a drive, and I will satisfy your request."
"Satisfy my request?" Luo Ye raised an eyebrow, a wicked smile appeared on his face, "What kind of request?"
"You just mention it," Fang Qian hooked Luo Ye's eyes with her eyes, her whole body pressed forward, and said in a soft, ambiguous tone: "As long as you dare to mention, I will dare to satisfy you."
"Any requirement can be met?" Luo Ye asked.
"Except for the same." Fang Qian chuckled.
"Which is the same?"
Fang Qian put her mouth close to Luo Ye’s ear, pressed her pointed chin against Luo Ye’s neck, and said quietly, “I can let you experience the pleasure of a fairy. Except for not letting you in, everything else You can do it—I'm still a virgin."
"Virgin?" Luo Ye burst out laughing.
Fang Qian's face was seductive, and she rubbed Luo Ye's arm with the two hemispheres on her chest, "What they said is true, and they have sworn to leave it to her husband for the first time..." Fang said. Qian lowered her head pretending to be shy, but there was no shy blush on her face.
Luo Ye smiled coldly. Compared with Yang Qiushui, Fang Qian was really far behind. Yang Qiushui would still blush, and Fang Qian would not blush at all.
Although Yang Qiushui is not a virgin, he has made a few boyfriends, and speaks and does things more boldly, but Yang Qiushui is much cleaner than Fang Qian.
Fang Qian kept a complete ***, but she was not guarding herself like a jade. Those girls who really cherish their chastity will not be like her. **It's just a means for her to hold on to a man. She just wants to prove her purity through this film, but in fact her heart is already unsightly.
Yang Qiushui was at least willing to dedicate her body for the love in her heart, but Fang Qian regarded her body as a bargaining chip in exchange. Yang Qiushui is an ordinary girl, and Fang Qian is indeed a scheming ****. After Yang Qiushui fell in love with a man, he would pay regardless, but Fang Qian would keep one hand and wait for a better man to take the bait at any time.
Luo Ye smiled, "Are you afraid of your boyfriend being jealous if you do this?"
Fang Qian replied with a seductive face: "It's fine if we don't let him find out. Besides, Fei Binhua is not good to me at all. You have seen it too. Today is my birthday, but he came in for no reason. Just lost my temper at me. I didn't want to be good with him for a long time, but I was always afraid of him, Brother Luo, you have to protect me." Fang Qian made a pitiful look.
This woman doesn't even have the least loyalty to her partner. A sneer appeared at the corner of Luo Ye's mouth, but it quickly disappeared. "Then what about your good friend Yang Qiushui?"
"Yang Qiushui?" Fang Qian sighed, "To be honest, she is not good enough for you..."
Yang Qiushui was standing behind Fang Qian as soon as she finished her makeup. When she heard these words, she felt a pain in her chest, which even made her unable to breathe normally.
Betrayed by a trusted friend is as unbearable as losing a loved one, and this is not the first time.
Fang Qian felt the strange gaze behind her, turned her head, and met Yang Qiushui's disappointed eyes. She was startled first, and then returned to her gorgeous smile like a flower, "Qiu Shui, you are back, hurry up and sit down. Brother Luo and I were still talking about you just now."
Said it was for Yang Qiushui to sit down, but Fang Qian didn't get up to let her position. She still put her chest on Luo Ye's arm, rubbing it intentionally or unintentionally.
"I know." Yang Qiushui gave Luo Ye a gloomy look, but Luo Ye smiled and motioned for her to sit next to Fang Qian. Yang Qiushui bit her lip and sat down—the thing she worried most was finally about to happen.
Fang Qian has the ability. As long as the man she likes, she can seduce it without spending too much time. Once she finds a better one, she will immediately throw the incumbent away without cumbersome; but Yang Qiushui is just a man. Ordinary women can no longer be ordinary women, falling in love, breaking up, falling in love, breaking up, always struggling to find the man most worthy of trust in life.
Fang Qian watched Yang Qiushui sitting silently on the other side, with a triumphant smile on her face. She boldly posted to Luo Ye, "By the way, Brother Luo, today is someone's birthday. What gift did you prepare for them?"
Yang Qiushui said coldly: "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry today, so I didn't bring a gift—in fact, I don't want to give you a gift at all."
Luo Ye raised his hand to interrupt Yang Qiushui's words, and smiled, "Who said we were not prepared?"
Yang Qiushui was startled, looking at Luo Ye in a puzzled manner.
"Good looking forward!" Fang Qian glanced at Yang Qiushui triumphantly, turned her head to make a lovely look at Luo Ye, "What is it?"
Luo Ye cleared his throat and said solemnly: "It's a...rope, a rope that can tie your hair up."
"Headband?" Fang Qian flushed with excitement, "I like the headband best, Brother Luo, do you want to tie people up? Then you have to do it yourself~" Then she turned her face to face. Yang Qiushui lifted up his hair.
She looked at Yang Qiushui as a winner, her eyes full of triumphant show off.
Yang Qiushui pursed her mouth and looked at Luo Ye calmly. She watched Luo Ye stand up and fumble for anything from her arms, no matter what it was, it would make her feel painful.
"Brother Luo, hurry up," Fang Qian said whisperingly, "I can't wait!"
"It's going to be good soon!" Luo Ye badly raised his eyebrows at Yang Qiushui, and pulled out the twine that was in a plastic bag and tied the bucket of stinky tofu.
This smells too...
Yang Qiushui smiled, slowly and unscrupulously, just like a blooming flower.
She had never felt like this before, feeling the smell of stinky tofu so unique, and the smell completely blocked the fragrance of Fang Qian—
Oh no, it was the fragrance that completely blocked Fang Qian's stench.