This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

Chapter 7: This dream is very sweet!

  Chapter 7 This dream is very sweet!

  "What's going on in your company?" At this moment, Yan Shiqi was leaning against the lamppost on the side, his big misty eyes did not blink, and he tilted his head to speak.

  Ying Feifei nodded silently, and took her to the parking lot: "Go, I'll take you home first!"

   "No need!" Yan Shiqi pushed her hand away, her voice was soft, "Hurry up to the company, it's only nine o'clock, I can go home by myself!"

  Ying Feifei was suspicious, "Are you sure?"

  Yan Shiqi smiled and fiddled with the hair in her ear, the hair scattered on the head of the ball swayed in the night breeze, "I'll go back after a taxi, and it's not far!"

  The company's business is too urgent, Ying Feifei dare not delay.

  Personally sent Yan Shiqi to a taxi, she hurried to the company.

  Ying Feifei did not expect that the taxi turned a street, Yan Shiqi asked the driver to stop, and after getting off the car, he entered a music bar...

  In the bar box, there are two bottles of black cubes, a bucket of ice cubes, and ten bottles of ice tea on the coffee table.

  Yan Shiqi skillfully poured the black cube and the ice black tea together, added some ice cubes, sniffed with the crystal cup, squinted with satisfaction, and took a big mouthful.

  The concentration is just right, with the sweetness of iced black tea, and the astringent aroma of alcohol.

  She took out her mobile phone, turned on the music player, and leaned on the sofa, listening to the prelude to the music with a lonely expression.

  Pei Tang is back...

   Ye Xi Nuan's words kept circling around her ear like a curse.

  It’s like singing in a song: As long as you love the wrong person, heartache is more real than happiness, why is love so ironic...

   At this time, Yan Shiqi is like a discarded doll, alone in the corner pitying herself. She is not a sad character, but she has encountered too many things today, which cannot be relieved for a while.

   Before she knew it, she had already drunk half a bottle of Black.

Yan Shiqi's face was red, and he sat on the carpet with blurred eyes. The ball head was also tilted to one side, and he was holding a wine bottle in one hand. His little mouth was plausible, "Is it amazing to get married? Can you get married? You guys. Scum!"

  When Zhuo Han pushed open the door of the box, he saw this scene.

  In the dimly lit room, Yan Shiqi was lying on the table with a wine bottle, her slender legs under her jeans leaned to her side casually, and her shoes were also kicked off...

The drunk Yan Shiqi is full of fascination, and every smile is unbearable grace; the peach blossom eyes are flooded with water, clear and innocent; the red lips are moisturized with a faint water, charming and dripping, especially lazy movements It brings out a trace of decadent sexy.

  Zuo Han quickly retracted his gaze, glanced at Qin Baiyu who was not looking good, and silently went out and closed the door.

  Qin Baiyu stood at the door, his deep eyes were calm and cold, and he could still vaguely hear the drunken drunken language floating from Yan Shiqi’s mouth. The word ‘Pei Tang’ was especially obvious.

  Hazy Zhongyan Shiqi saw a vague figure appearing in front of her.

   Upright, handsome, outstanding, and extraordinary.

  She tilted her head blankly, quietly Mimi covered her mouth with the back of her hand, her face was flushed, and she muttered to herself: "Hmm... does this bar have special services?"

  Qin Baiyu: "..."

  The man was silent for a short time, stepped to Yan Shiqi's side, leaned slightly, his eyes focused, and his fingertips clicked on her forehead.

  Yan Shiqi shook his head ignorantly, reached out his hand to fiddle with his forehead twice, blinked Shu Lingling's eyes, and grabbed his finger.

   "What are you poking me for?"

  Qin Baiyu’s fingertips were suddenly grabbed by her, and her warm and soft palm felt like a fire, from the fingertips to the heart.

Later, Yan Shiqi fell asleep holding the wine bottle. He had two hands in a deep dream, holding her and stroking her hot face. The fingertips were slightly cool, and the movements were very gentle. She felt that she was a treasure cared for in her palm .

  This dream is very sweet.

  (End of this chapter)

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