Just about to help Feng Yichen also Sheng a bowl, Feng Yichen stopped, "this soup is my brother's favorite, I use some West Lake Beef Soup is good."

Mo Jin Lan smell speech, had to put down the spoon, quit the restaurant.

At this time, Feng Shaojin seems to be slightly drunk. A bottle of brandy and Western wine has reached the bottom. He holds his forehead in one hand and the wine cup in the other. He half closes his eyes and feels dizzy.

All the time, the tense nerves suddenly relaxed and the exhaustion poured out. He finally felt a little tired.

No, it's too tired.

The body is tired, the heart is more tired.

I'm tired.

He is also a person, not a machine whose energy can never be exhausted.

He'll be upset, he'll be disappointed.

In the face of some cruel rejection of the beloved, there will be nothing to do.

"There are so many women in the world..." Feng Shaojin kneaded her forehead and opened her mouth low: "but she is the only one who can enter this handsome eye."

"Brother, sometimes, I sympathize with you very much. I think you are so pitiful. I finally moved my heart to a woman. I wanted to dig my heart out to her, but she was not appreciated.

But sometimes, I envy you so much. If you want her, you can use all means to keep her by your side....

the candlelight on the table is shining, the restaurant of nuota is empty, only the two long shadows printed on the wall are shaking slightly with the flicker of the candlelight.

Feng Yichen's lips sparked a bitter smile: "no matter how unbearable you are, at least you like to be frank and aboveboard, and you don't have to cover up like me..."

before you have time to eat a few mouthfuls of food, Feng Yichen, who is too strong to drink, lies on the table.

Feng Shaojin pours the wine in the cup into her throat, and the spicy feeling spreads down her throat to her empty stomach.

Too uncomfortable, he picked up the warm soup in front of him and drank several mouthfuls in a row. The feeling of nausea could be suppressed.

Feng Shaojin sat down for a while, only feeling a little hot. He pulled his collar, stood up and walked out. Mrs. Feng stopped him: "it's very late, it's snowing heavily again. Let's live here tonight."

Feng Shaojin only felt that the shadow before her was heavy and whirling.

He wobbled, almost unsteadily.

He Jingshu is about to step forward to help him. Mo Jinlan, who has been staring at Feng's wife and he Jingshu, takes the lead and helps Feng Shaojin.

Mrs. Feng sighed, "it seems that he is too drunk. Help him back to his bedroom and take good care of him."

Mo Jinlan: "let me help you back to your room, Shaojin." Mo Jin Lan glances at he Jingshu, whose face turns blue, and supports Feng Shaojin, whose consciousness is a little fuzzy, to go back to her bedroom.

Just for Feng Shaojin cover good bedding, heard the door to lock sound.

Mo Jin Lan suddenly stood up and tried to open the door. She found that the door of the bedroom was locked from the outside.

It's no wonder that Mrs. Feng is so easy to talk today. She didn't let he Jingshu get close to Feng Shaojin at such a good opportunity. Instead, she asked her to help Feng Shaojin upstairs.

Mo Jinlan patted the door hard, but the heavy door didn't move.

The man lying on the bed has begun to pull his collar uneasily, and read the name of Mo Lingwei in his mouth.

Mo Lingwei's back is stiff, and her whole body is tense. She looks at the person on the bed at a loss.

Feng Shaojin opened her eyes. The man's long and narrow Phoenix eyes were as dark as a cold pool. They were full of hot and strange light. The delicate eyebrows and eyes were dyed with strong desire.

Gorgeous, extremely cold face without reason to add a few touch of amorous feelings, it can make people indulge in them, can't stop!

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