The vicious female supporting role is being protected by the villain boss

That little expression was extremely aggrieved.

At this moment, her long hair was spread out and fell on her shoulders. The neckline of her white T-shirt was stained with water and stuck to the bottom of her delicate white collarbone.

Tan Moting packed up and walked out of the bathroom. He reached out and lifted Shen Qiqi's chin. Seeing her eyes were red, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Naturally, he could not guess that Shen Qiqi was crying over the spilled perfume.

Shen Qiqi pointed to the floor that Tan Moting had just wiped in the bathroom and said, "All the perfume is gone." She waved her hands away slightly, making a gesture like a bird flying away.

Tan Moting raised his hand and touched her head: "If you don't cry, I'll buy you a few more bottles."

There was also a faint scent of roses on his hands.

Unexpectedly, instead of comforting Shen Qiqi, it actually angered her.

She raised her hand and knocked off Tan Moting's hand, and said angrily: "I can buy it myself."

Tan Moting smiled, held her hand, and asked her to sit on the edge of the bed. He walked to the table and took a bottle of mineral water, opened the bottle cap and handed it to her.

Shen Qiqi still looked angry, she was angry, but her expression was very cute and not threatening at all.

"Do you like the fragrance of roses so much?" Tan Moting asked.

Shen Qiqi swallowed a sip of water and nodded honestly, "Of course, I have taste, unlike someone..."

Shen Qiqi raised his eyes and looked at Tan Moting, covering his mouth with his hands, his eyes filled with regret.

She blamed herself in her heart, Shen Qiqi, you are so brave that you dare to complain about the villain boss to his face!

Fortunately, I shut up in time.

At this point, Tan Moting was sure that Shen Qiqi was really drunk.

After drinking the water, he put the bottle on the bed without twisting the cap. Despite his quick eyesight and quick hands, the quilt was still wet.

Shen Qiqi slowly turned her head and watched Tan Moting pick up the water glass, put it on the table, and then took a towel and wiped the wet area.

Tan Moting asked while working: "How about missing someone?"

Shen Qiqi looked at Tan Moting, who was like a good family man, and relaxed his vigilance.

"It's not like you, who likes the superficial and rich fragrance of gardenia." Shen Qiqi lowered her head when she spoke, and came close to Tan Moting's eyes and looked up at him.

It was easy for her to show off in this posture. Tan Moting glanced at her, put down the towel, and explained patiently.

"I like the fragrance of gardenia because it is rich and lively."

Shen Qiqi didn't believe it: "Maybe he doesn't look like a lively person."

Tan Moting hugged Shen Qiqi who was about to fall down in time and asked: "Who do you think I am?"

Shen Qiqi blinked: "Of course he is a cruel villain!" Her eyes were full of drunken mist.

As she spoke, she clenched her open palms tightly into fists and made a move that was sure to win.

Tan Moting sneered and had no intention of letting her go.

Shen Qiqi seemed not to be satisfied with being held. In order not to fall, she opened her arms and hugged Tan Moting's neck.

Their eyes met, Shen Qiqi smiled first, and she said sincerely: "Tan Moting, you are so beautiful."

Tan Moting was noncommittal. He wanted to get drunk. Shen Qiqi was really getting bolder. She usually tried to avoid him. Seeing him was like a mouse seeing a cat. But now after drinking a glass of strong wine, she dared to make fun of his appearance?

But, she's right.

Tan Moting looked into her eyes, the smoke was rising, making her lustful.

He has always taken Shen Qiqi's love principles seriously, but at this moment he couldn't help but ask: "Qiqi, if I want to kiss you, what are the conditions?"

Shen Qiqi's head was a little dizzy, but her consciousness was still clear. She thought of the dream. She was locked in the ward of the mental hospital, the fire started, and Tan Moting smiled horribly outside the window.

That is to say, after having this dream, Shen Qiqi never dared to approach Tan Moting again.

Although they still lived together, she had long distanced herself from him. No woman would fall in love with a man who would put herself to death.

She stared into his eyes and said, "It's very simple, as long as you don't have any ill intentions towards me."

What a simple request.

He said in disbelief: "There is no evil intention, what do you mean?"

She leaned closer, her breath blowing on his face: "Don't kill me."

"You're really drunk." Tan Moting hugged her slim waist with both hands.

What's more, in a society ruled by law, murder is illegal, and he rarely has evil thoughts towards people.

Moreover.

kill her?

How could he be willing?

She caught his suspicious expression and immediately said loudly: "I'm not kidding, I'm serious!"

"So, any man who has no ill intentions toward you can kiss you, right?" His voice was cold, indicating that he was jealous.

She shook her head, leaned forward and hugged him tightly, leaned on her shoulder involuntarily, and whispered in his ear: "You are the first..."

He took a deep breath and waited patiently for her next words. For a long time, no sound came.

"Qiqi?" He called her name twice, but no one responded.

The hand holding his neck dropped down at some point. Tan Moting reached out to hold her head, which was about to fall, and found that she was asleep.

She drooled onto his shirt.

Well, Tan Moting was "played".

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he placed Shen Qiqi on the pillow and lay down. The woman was still talking one second, and fell asleep the next second.

He looked at her face as soft as moonlight and couldn't move his eyes away for a moment.

Tan Moting carefully placed a kiss on Shen Qiqi's moist and plump red lips.

It was very shallow, the lips touched and then left.

Tan Moting got out of bed and turned off the lights, leaving only a dim bedside lamp.

Then he turned over and fell to the side, resting his arms on his arms and staring at the ceiling in trance.

The air conditioner was turned on low, and he covered Shen Qiqi with the hotel quilt, but he was too hot to sleep.

Shen Qiqi was lying next to him, within reach of him.

This situation is also an incredible scene for Tan Moting.

Tan Moting turned over and stared at Shen Qiqi's sleeping face, remembering that unspeakable dream.

The final topic of men's private parties will inevitably fall on women, and all parties where Tan Moting is present are no exception.

Several people he often visited, including Wang Xun, Liang Ye, Fang Jian, Li Ziyun and Yu Lianzhou, were not exempt from the custom when they had private dinners.

There are no men who are not lecherous. Most of the time, Tan Moting quietly listened to their opinions on women and rarely spoke.

Yu Lianzhou also teased him, "Is it because Mo Ting doesn't say anything because he is so handsome? He has become a beauty that makes women fantasize about him."

Tan Moting doesn't care that much about his appearance. It was given by his parents, but even his friends think that he is like a snow lotus on a snow-capped mountain. He is white, cold, beautiful and sacrosanct. .

Wang Xun has repeatedly praised Tan Moting's appearance countless times: "We all comment on beauties, but I have never seen a woman who is prettier than Brother Tan."

At this time, Liang Ye quit. He took out his mobile phone and presented Shen Qiqi's photo: "Shen Qiqi, my cousin, my sister-in-law's daughter, how do you think she compares with Mo Ting?"

In the photo, Shen Qiqi was trying on wedding dresses in a bridal shop. Yu Wanyang didn't want to come, so Liang Ye, the older brother, accompanied her.

Shen Qiqi was wearing a pure white tube top wedding dress and sitting on the sofa in the photo studio. In the photo, she looks towards the camera, her clear and translucent eyes not stained with dust.

She is indeed more beautiful than Tan Mo Ting, even he admits it himself.

Liang Ye put away his phone and sighed: "This was from last year. She is getting married the day after tomorrow, so she finally chose a high-end wedding dress."

Li Ziyun also sighed: "Marrying such a beautiful woman to Yu Wanyang is such a waste of resources."