you are a star

Chapter 249

Liang Feicheng smoked two cigarettes in a row, his eyes seemed to be reddened by the smoke, and his dark brown pupils looked a little black, as dark as ink.

He glanced sideways at the woman with half of her face covered in a soft pillow. The slightly curly black long hair slipped from her cheeks, making her already fair skin even more translucent and smooth, especially the pimples on her cheeks. a blush,
Yu Wenzhou?
He half-closed his eyes, chewed these three words between his teeth, and sneered.

He pinched his cigarette, but couldn't suppress the evil fire no matter what, he bullied her, pinched her chin with his fingers, and wiped her delicate lips with his thumb.

I don't know if he was too strong or if she just woke up at this time.

Qiao Nan opened his eyes, but the eyes were not as bright as before, probably because of the alcohol, the black and white eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making them slightly cloudy.

She belched indistinctly, before closing her mouth, Liang Feicheng stopped wiping her lips, leaned over, and bit her lower lip with a sense of punishment.

It was really biting, Liang Feicheng bit her lower lip, tasted a trace of bloody smell, and then sucked her lips hard.

Qiao Nan frowned in pain, most of the wine sobered up, and he stretched out his hand to push the man's chest!
She knew who the man who was pressing her was.

As early as when he was in her ear and called her Nan Nan again and again, she realized who was on her body, supported her with the last of her reason, and shouted the three words that could make him stop .

But she couldn't stand it, she was too drunk, and fell asleep again after saying those three words.

Liang Feicheng pinched her chin and kissed her deeply.

But without much effort, she also noticed that the buttons on the skirt from the neckline to the abdomen were all unbuttoned, and the clothes next to her body were also torn loose, and the places that should be concealed could not be hidden.

The muscles of Liang Feicheng's arm propped by her side burst out in an astonishing arc under the shirt, and all the muscles in his body were tense.

In such a condescending situation with an absolute advantage, she couldn't escape at all.

Her half-closed eyes were half an inch red, and half of her heart was hot and half as cold as ice, and gradually it was completely covered by ice.

Liang Feicheng kissed her deeply, but suddenly felt the soft and smooth skin of the woman's wrist wrapped around his neck. When he hugged her, it was as if a piece of jade had been pasted on it.

Liang Feicheng was stunned for a moment.

Subconsciously stopped the conquest.

She moved her lips away, then hooked the strength of his neck and slowly pulled her face towards his ear, and breathed out a warm breath gently.

"So Young Master San likes this tune?"

The woman exhaled like blue, with a slight hook at the end, with a provocative meaning, but Liang Feicheng gritted his teeth, "Nannan..."

Qiao Nan chuckled, smiling very beautifully, "Still, San Shao can't forget my body, but after all, I'm your worn-out shoe, I don't know if San Shao dislikes it or not?"

"Jonan!"

Liang Feicheng's voice had completely cooled down, and he called her by her first and last name, his fingers tightly clenched into fists by her side, and his knuckles rubbed against each other to make a 'click' sound.

When his hand was about to pinch her chin, she slowly let go of it, and her eyes slid to Liang Feicheng's ice-like eyes, which were full of sarcasm.

Turning over and sitting up, she pulled the quilt over her chest, picked up her coat from the bedside table, and covered her trembling lips with a sneer.

"If San Shao doesn't continue, then I will leave first."

Even though the kiss wasn't long, Liang Feicheng got angry, and her lips were still swollen.

But it didn't affect the cold and chilling expression on her face in the slightest.

Liang Feicheng rubbed the knuckles of his tightly clenched fingers into a cold bluish white, and sneered in his heart.

Nannan, do you have to take revenge on me by hurting others and yourself?
Well, you made it.

His cold handsome face turned sideways, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Put on your clothes, and I'll take you home."

"No need." Qiao Nan said with a sneer, got off the bed, and put on his shoes.

Liang Feicheng stopped her, "It's not safe for you to be drunk."

"It's safer anywhere than by your side." Qiao Nan's beautiful and delicate face was full of impeccable sarcasm.

She staggered to the door, and the door was suddenly pushed in from the outside. If she hadn't dodged in time, the heavy door almost hit the tip of her nose.

Outside the door, Yu Wenzhou was holding the room card with a gloomy and ruthless expression.

He was still wearing a neat suit, a tie neatly tied to the collar of his shirt, and expensive and delicate cufflinks pinned to his cuffs. He must have rushed over from some dinner party.

The moment Yu Wenzhou saw Qiao Nan, the sharpness in his eyes was too late to retract, and his eyes fell on her red and swollen lips.

Further up, there is a pair of bright eyes, brighter and dazzling than ever before.

Because, she cried.

The apex of Yu Wenzhou's heart seemed to be stung by a bee, and the pain was so tight that he pulled him into his arms without thinking.

Qiao Nan didn't want a third person to see her like this, but she couldn't even stand still.

Yu Wenzhou glanced at Liang Feicheng behind her, subconsciously pressed her face to his chest, and immediately hugged her horizontally.

Turn around and walk towards the elevator.

After entering the elevator, he pressed the floor of the underground garage, and told Assistant Zou to go to the parking lot at the front door to drive the car into the garage.

He doesn't care about fame, but if Qiao Nan's appearance appeared in the eyes of everyone, Bao Buqi would be rumored as such.

But Qiao Nan grabbed the clothes on his chest, "Yanxi..."

She wanted to sleep with Yanxi, but she was afraid that Yanxi would be scared by her current appearance, but she was worried about her.

"I've told the foreman to take care of her, and she will be fine." He lowered his head and said reassuringly.

Qiao Nan didn't fall asleep again, but he didn't wake up much, his head was groggy.

Yu Wenzhou's arms were very steady, without the slightest sense of bumps, she leaned against him weakly, and the man's strong heartbeat pressed against her ear.

She felt hot in her heart and wanted to speak, but she couldn't, because as soon as she spoke, her throat felt dry and uncomfortable, as if all her strength had been exhausted when facing Liang Feicheng.

Yu Wenzhou helped her, so there was no need to bear her negative emotions.

And Yu Wenzhou seemed to have guessed her thoughts, bowed his head and said in her left ear: "Qiao Qiao, you can say whatever you want, and you can cry if you want to cry, I'm not making fun of you, huh?"

In the last half of the sentence, Qiao Nan seemed to be amused by him, the corners of his lips curled up, but he didn't say anything after all.

Yu Wenzhou looked down at her wet eyelashes and blinked a few times, feeling drowsy, subconsciously hugged her tightly.

Arriving at the underground garage, Yu Wenzhou saw Yu Shaoting's car moving from far to near before Assistant Zou drove in.

He squinted his eyes, his eyes were cold and sharp, Yu Shaoting's car had already driven beside him.

Yu Shaoting's gaze flitted across Qiao Nan's face as if absent, and no one noticed the fleeting coldness in his eyes in the garage where light and darkness intertwined.