The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 408 has grown a few heads to dare to catch a woman with the ink?

The man did not expect the beauty in the dance floor to invite him, and immediately excited to want to walk in.

However, before he was close to the warmth of the season, there was already a black figure entering the crowd. In the warm season, the man was still licking his fingers. The sharp eyes were like the cold swords on the man’s face. Just as I saw the straight and cold figure that came in, the people around me were still unclear, until the people with the sharp eyes in the crowd suddenly said: "Ink, ink always?"

This Galan Bar is a place where many wealthy people in Haicheng often come to drink. Even if not everyone can recognize the depth of ink, at least some people who have seen him or have cooperated can recognize him.

For a time, I suddenly fell into a strange silence, and some of the people who recognized it subconsciously stepped back.

The man who had just been introduced into the dance floor by the warmth of the season had just come over, and his hand had not touched the warm hand of the season, and he was suddenly grasped by his wrist.

The man stunned and only heard a cold word: "Roll--", but it was not reflected, but he was taken back by a vice president of a company behind him, and he was directly removed from his eyes. "Battlefield" to avoid being affected.

The man is still not reconciled. There are so many people on the dance floor. The beauty has only recruited her alone. Just going back, I heard a certain deputy general saying: "The one who was the president of the Moh Group. You have a few heads to dare to grab a woman with him?"

The warmth of the season did not stop, and I was about to continue to hook the fingers to the other side. Anyway, some people still couldn't recognize him, and she was about to get close by her smile.

However, in the exclamation of the crowd, Mo Jingshen directly buckled the warm hand of the season, and took the person away with no expression.

The season warm did not resist and did not struggle. When I was taken out of the crowd, I felt a little bit. I saw how strong the ink was in Shen Jingshen. She turned to look at Qin Siting who came over. Qin Shiting gave her a look and gave her a She asked for her eyes.

She smiled and smiled. She refused to think about the direction of the crowd and laughed. The moment after the voice of the men’s whistle came, she only felt the wrist that had been pinched very heavy. They must be crushed, and the whole person is smashed forward and almost hits the man's shoulder.

The warmth of the season can not see the expression of ink depth of field, only know that his hand is very hard, only know that he can hardly keep up with his footsteps, being dragged away from the crowd, and when the crowd is less, a direct flash She was brought into the restroom where no one was present, and then the door was closed with a bang.

Then in the next moment, her whole person suddenly pressed by the man on the door panel, and the back hit the door panel. The face was only white, and she raised her face and looked at the man's gloomy face.

"What? Isn't it indifferent? Is this irritating?" The warmth of the season is so close to the door, and it is also attached to the man's arms, so that he is banned from freedom, and there is no intention to escape or avoid. Just smile and look at him.

Don't look carefully, she also knows that this is a men's bathroom.

It’s just that the guests in the Kalan Bar are always entertaining, so even the washroom is clean, and there is even a touch of sandalwood in the air.

But the first time she smelled in her nose was the light taste of the man and the familiar taste of the grass, as always.

She is still laughing, the softness of the smile is not as provocative, the face that usually has no attacking power is suddenly full of attack power, and the other kind of beauty. The color taste makes the men's calm eyes have instant ice marks.

Facing his gaze, the season warmed without fear, opened his hand on her wrist, and put two slender arms on his neck, so that his body was pressed against his chest, and his mouth was covered with a trace of Laughter: "Ink Jingshen, you have the ability to continue to be indifferent, play with your heart, or play with me. I am really better than you, I will be a little better than you to see who can swear by their own skills, you like to play this set. I will play with you!"

The man squinted at her eyes and looked at her closely at the squatting posture of her neck wrapped around her neck: "I am very courageous, dare to come to such a place to scream?"

"But just drinking a drink and dancing. I am really too far away from the men who are coveting me. I used to listen to you too much. You let me stay away from those men, I will leave. Farther away, I can't do it. I haven't even received any flowers from other men. Now that you can just sit around with a woman who sells wine, can't I invite a man who is interesting to me to dance? ”

The season warmly said, laughing, looking up at him, his arms still holding his neck, exhaling like a blue forward and talking close to his lips, the smile in his eyes is cold: "After the divorce, I It doesn't matter to you, can you manage me?"

Some of her skirts were translucent, her hair wrapped around the neck, and the faint scent of the body mixed with the taste of brandy quickly engulfed some of the air in the bathroom.

When the season was warm, he deliberately put it on his lips. The man suddenly squeezed her chin, and almost pinched her strength.

On the warm face of the season, he still has a fearless smile: "Ink Jing Shen, you have the ability to kill me directly here."

In the eyes of his eyes, I really want to kill her gaze directly.

Only he was restrained.

The warm season clearly saw his restraint. Just like his usual behavior, this man’s restraint is too strong. In any aspect, he can hold all his thoughts and emotions without revealing the mountains and waters. People have no way of knowing what he is thinking and what he is going to do.

He suddenly let go of her, stepped back and stopped touching her, and his eyes returned to his original calm.

"The season is warm, the trajectory of life is not that you can change and change. It is the thing you should do when you return to the original point." His tone was faint, and his plain eyes were not shocked.

The season smiled warmly, and when the man continued to step back, he suddenly grabbed his shirt collar and told him that he was not prepared, or that he didn’t plan to do it himself, he directly took him over. Then he pushed him to the wall, so he pressed him firmly against the wall, clutching the collar of his shirt and learning how he would hold him.

Mo Jingshen looked at the warmth of the season that suddenly came out of brute force. The dark eyes hang down and looked at the woman who was much shorter than herself. She said: "Do you think you can hold me?"

(End of this chapter)