Lu Yanqing surrounded her, and the breath was covered with his breath. She missed the most in the past five years and now she can't avoid it.

The man in front of him was so arrogant that he was extremely bad, biting her lips and breathing heavily.

Wanyan was shy and annoyed, her cheeks seemed to burn, her body was hot, her heart was beating, and she was about to pop out of her chest.

She refused to let him do what he wanted. She grabbed his collar with her soft white fingers and swallowed the ambiguous whimpering sound back.

Through a floor of door panels, even though Lu Yanqing's voice was low and hoarse, the words he could say were still clear, and every word was heard.

Zhou Nan was petrified and his ears were buzzing. He didn't know how to imagine the scene inside the door. What was the cold and inhumane man doing with that woman?

What else she wanted to say, but she felt like she had a bet on a group of things in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

In the empty box, the two of them were ambiguously gasping and breathing blended. Until Lu Yanqing let go of the person in his arms, the girl's chest fell, her skin as white as mutton fat was red, her eyes were filled with misty water vapor, and her black hair and red lips were like a water monster that only attracted people's hearts.

No one could stop Lu Yanqing from getting crazy. Meng Wanyan covered her swollen lips and cursed the man hundreds of times in her heart. The lipstick on her mouth had been eaten clean by him, and there was even a faint tobacco smell in her mouth.

Meng Wanyan subconsciously licked her numb lips, her body was tired and soft, and it seemed like a fight when she kissed her. She rolled her eyes in anger, pushed the man in front of her away, and said angrily: "Stay away from me."

Lu Yanqing retreated as he said, lowering his eyes slightly, and the soft light surging in Qinghei's eyes.

When Meng Wanyan came out just now, fortunately, she was holding her handbag. She took out the makeup mirror and lipstick from the bag, and looked at the mirror. Her lips were swollen like she was allergic to eating lobsters. If she went out later, others would be embarrassed to see it.

The girl skillfully rotated and put on makeup with a mirror.

Lu Yanqing didn't understand these things. He had seen Wanyan and Qingyan's white dress, and also saw her wearing a flaming red-lipped dress on the screen. Her every move was full of charm, and every side made him addicted to his heart.

Her red lips were slightly opened, and the curve of the lips line was bright and full, like a delicate and charming cherry that was attractive to pick.

Wanyan pursed her lips gently and looked at the mirror with satisfaction. However, Lu Yanqing saw her unconscious movements, her eyes sank a little, and her slender and cold white neck and Adam's apple rolled up and down.

He asked, “What does this taste like?

A little sweet.”

The man's voice is sexy and hoarse, and the faint magnetism stimulates the eardrums. His tone is serious, not like he is deliberately teasing.

Wanyan snorted, her ears suddenly turned red again. She didn't say anything. The lipstick had no taste at all. How could it be sweet?

After applying lipstick, Wanyan raised her eyes and hit the man's unidentified vision. He couldn't help but lean over. Wanyan frowned and avoided it. She took the lipstick that had not been covered with her hand and directly blocked it. The bright and bright maple leaves were marked on the corners of the male protagonist's thin lips.

Wanyan glared at him in anger and said, "Come again?"

This is a public place. Zhou Nan outside the door might not have left yet. He not only didn't feel ashamed to do this under the noses of others, but he actually wanted to do it again?

Feeling the lipstick in the girl's hand pressing against the corner of his lips, Lu Yanqing's body stiffened, and his long black eyebrows flipped slightly. He leaned back a little, stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his lips, and a bright red mark was printed on the belly of his fingers.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Meng Wanyan originally wanted to speak to him, but when she saw the lipstick on the corner of Lu Yanqing's lips, the air that was holding on her chest suddenly disappeared.

Her eyes raised slightly, her beautiful and bright eyes blinked, and her eyes were raised, and she smiled like a vixen who was only good at charming people.

When Lu Yanqing didn't speak, his eyebrows and eyes were extremely cold, his double eyelids with deep wrinkles, and his eye sockets were deep and silent.

But Meng Wanyan was not afraid at all. The days when she climbed onto his head seemed to be vivid in my mind.

Her tone was lazy, her slender and straight legs swayed casually, "I'm not allowed to leave anything if I take advantage of me?"

Lu Yanqing leaned over and looked level with her eyes. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and his throat was very low but gentle. "What else do you want to keep is up to you."

Meng Wanyan stared at the lipstick marks on the corner of his lips in a daze, and her heart suddenly dripped in her mouth. A faint voice in her heart told her that she shouldn't be like him.

I fell into his gentle trap again and there was no chance to look back.

She slowly lowered her eyes, put her lipstick and makeup mirror in her handbag, and packed everything before she could see her eyes on him.

"Let me go."

Her eyes dropped, her small chin raised slightly, and her tone was arrogant, like a white swan looking down on everything.

The corner of Lu Yanqing's lips suddenly bent, a faint smile appeared, and his deep eyes were as gentle as water.

He wrapped the girl's slender and soft waist on one hand. The second he put her on the ground, his wide and warm palm obviously pinched her waist on purpose.

Meng Wanyan widened her eyes, her pink lips stammered, and she glanced at the corner of the man's lips with a red look, and she could barely hold it back.

She fixed her skirt and returned to her cold expression. The moment she opened the door lock and walked out, she turned around, "Don't apply lipstick."

After saying that, he picked up the blue skirt and left without looking back.

Lu Yanqing pursed his lips, pressed his cheeks with his tongue down, looked at the bright red thumbs of his thumbs, his eyebrows and eyes slightly closed, and he was helpless.

Although Meng Wanyan was calm on the surface, she still felt unsure. The moment she walked out of the box, she found that there was no one outside the door, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After walking a few steps, Wanyan ran into Meng Ziyi head-on, and her heart suddenly jumped.

The man in a suit and tie seemed to have just come out of the bathroom, and was slowly lying on cufflinks.

Before Meng Wanyan could run away, Meng Ziyi raised his eyes and looked at the sister who had disappeared at the dinner party and actually came out of another private room. His eyes suddenly widened.

"Damn, why did you come out from there?

What did you do just now? I didn’t find you.”

Mencius Yi walked straight over, looked at her with his eyes shining.

Meng Wanyan pretended to be calm and raised her hair in a charming way: "What are you doing? I just found a quiet place to sit."

Mencius raised his eyebrows and didn't understand what this meant.

Immediately afterwards, another man came out of the private room where Wanyan had just come out.

The man was tall, thin and slender, with a straight waist. The light and shadow of the corridor fell on the man's face, like a sculpture under a dark light. Under the towering eyebrows, the outline of the facial features was deep and clear.

Meng Ziyi was stunned at first. When he saw the man's face clearly, his eyes suddenly widened, his thin lips opened into an "O" shape, and his face turned like a palette.

Isn’t that Lu Yanqing?

!

Didn’t he die heroically?

How did it appear here?

Or came out of the same private room?

!

Lu Yanqing got closer and closer. Meng Ziyi finally came to his senses after a while. His eyes were cold and he withdrew his gaze. He looked at his own sister and asked with a smile: "Find a quiet place to sit?"

Wanyan looked honest and honest. She didn't know that Lu Yanqing had already come out. At this time, she looked at her second brother and nodded sincerely.

Meng Ziyi snorted coldly, rolling his eyes and looking exactly the same as Meng Wanyan. He pulled the corner of his mouth and repeated expressionlessly: "Sit with that little brat named Lu?"

When the words fell, Wanyan's expression froze. She quickly turned around and saw Lu Yanqing standing not far away from the two of them.

The man looked at her with dark eyebrows and clear eyes, cold and fair skin, and the lipstick at the corners of his lips were particularly dazzling.

Mencius Yi obviously noticed that it seemed like a fire was lit in his eyes. He looked at his own sister with an incredible expression, wishing to grab her shoulder and shake it hard, asking her if her mind is clear now.

A hint of embarrassment appeared between the girl's eyebrows and eyes. Her red lips were pursed, and the nobleness and coldness just now disappeared, as if the child who did something wrong was caught by the parents on the spot.

Mencius was irritated by anger and was so angry that he was itchy: "Why are you having sex with this kid again?

!”

"Isn't he dead?"

The word "death" heard from my brother's mouth, which seemed to touch Wanyan's sensitive nerve endings. Her heart beat violently, trying her best to restrain her emotions, her throat was dry, and her voice was low: "Second brother, don't do this."

Mencius Yi was about to be angry to death. Now he knew he was called his brother. Now he just poked her finger on the forehead and cursed, "Where should I do this?"

Do you watch you continue to get entangled with him?

!”

Many years have passed. Who is Lu Yanqing? Mencius Yi thinks he can see it too clearly.

Meng Ziyi seemed to say something else. Lu Yanqing walked straight over, her tall and crisp body blocking directly in front of Wanyan, and her eyebrows were deep and her eyes were looking at Meng Ziyi, with silent and sharp eyes.

Mencius Yi 185, standing with Lu Yanqing, was still a little short. The two of them had a collision of eyes, and the sword was tense, and the war was about to ignite.

Mencius Yi clenched his teeth and tried hard to restrain his emotions so that he did not fist at the person in front of him. Lu Yanqing's face was not very emotional, and his dark and clear pupils were covered with thin frost.

Meng Ziyi stepped forward, and the two were closer together. He casually inserted his hand into the pocket of his suit pants, with the corners of his lips curled up: "Lu Yanqing, if you are a man, come to me alone."

The man in front of him pressed his thin lips slightly, and he didn't say anything. The shadow of his eyebrows and eyes was very deep. Mencius Yi thought he was convinced.

Meng Wanyan, who was standing beside her, looked at her with fear of being unaware of the situation, and her second brother started to fight with Lu Yanqing.

Mencius Yi was spoiled since childhood and was a weak young man. Lu Yanqing had been in the army for so many years. If he had punched him, Mencius Yi might have lost his arm and broken legs.

Meng Ziyi looked at the lipstick on the corner of Lu Yanqing's mouth and snorted coldly. He turned his head and grabbed Wanyan's wrist and took the person away without saying a word.

Lu Yanqing's eyebrows were tightly twisted and she refused to let her go, but Meng Wanyan forced her back with a look.

His fists were clenched and loosened, and the anger in his eyes surged, just watching the girl being taken away.

The dinner for several people was not over yet. Meng Ziyi didn't even say goodbye to others, and dragged Wanyan to go home directly.

He was very strong and almost threw Wanyan into the car. He also sat on it. He pushed the girl into it without any gentle movement. He was almost angry: "You think everything your parents say to you is like a blowfish?"

Wanyan's head almost hit the car door, and she responded without being outdone: "Can you be gentle? Your hand is almost broken!"
To be continued...