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

Others also sighed.

Tan Moting remembered that Liang Ye, his cousin, said: "What's the use of sighing? We Qiqi just like her. She has liked Yu Wanyang since she was a child, and now she finally got her wish."

In private gatherings, no matter how difficult it is for everyone in the business world, they can put aside their prejudices for the time being.

Although Tan Moting had good personal relationships with them, he did not ask them not to associate with Yu Wanyang. Fang Jian, Li Ziyun, Yu Lianzhou and Yu Wanyang all had business contacts.

That day, several grown men started talking about Shen Qiqi's appearance. No one was convinced except Wang Xun, who was convinced.

"Liang Ye, your cousin is very beautiful, but your taste is too bad to like someone like Yu Wanyang." Wang Xun was well aware of Yu Wanyang's dark methods, so he did not hide his contempt for him.

Tan Moting thought that Liang Ye would refute Wang Xun for his sister, but unexpectedly, he heard him sigh and agree: "Yes, a beauty like my sister should be paired with a really handsome guy like Mo Ting."

Liang Ye's words made everyone burst into laughter.

At this time, Wang Xun grabbed Tan Moting and kept asking: "Brother Tan, what do you think of Shen Qiqi?"

Tan Moting actually glanced at Shen Qiqi's photo. It was beautiful and clear, allowing people to see through it at a glance, but there seemed to be an indescribable sadness hidden in her bright eyes.

At the party that day, Tan Moting, who had never commented on other women, expressed his evaluation of Shen Qiqi: "Incomparably beautiful, like a water hibiscus, like a blooming rose..."

It is also like a white camellia, which makes people pity and want to ravage.

In the ensuing chat, they took the topic in a more inappropriate direction.

Tan Moting was bored, distracted and absent-minded.

But that night, he had a dream.

In the dream, Shen Qiqi was not as innocent and lovely as in the photo. She was pressed under him, and her body became soft like a puddle of spring water.

It was filled with the fragrance of gardenias, but this was not his bedroom, but the lounge of a hotel suite. Outside the door was the laughter of Liang Ye and Wang Xun chatting, while inside the door was the moaning and crying of Shen Qiqi. .

Tan Moting rarely saw women cry, and he was also afraid of women crying. At this moment, she was lying under her, and the tube top wedding dress on her body had been torn, leaving only the wrinkled lining, gasping, moaning and other sounds. The messy sounds echoed throughout the room unhurriedly.

Her long black hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her cheeks and neck. Her bright black eyes exuded an enchantment that was inconsistent with her age, and the tip of her nose was red from crying.

She called his name impatiently: "Tan Moting...Tan Moting...let me go..."

His body was like a volcano waiting to explode. He heard himself take a breath: "You are the one sent by God to play tricks on me..."

Why shout? Why can't you be more obedient? Can you not care about anything, ask nothing, and bear this moment with him?

"Don't scream, what we are doing now is obviously shameful."

Sweat dripped from the ends of his hair. He couldn't help but rely on his instinctive movements. The woman under him closed her mouth, but a small cry still escaped from her lips and teeth: "Don't...Tan Moting, don't..."

He pinched her waist, his movements rougher than before.

He looked into her eyes with anger, as if asking, why should you marry Yu Wanyang instead of me? Why can't you like me as much as you like him? Why do you come to seduce me when you are about to get married?

The sweat on his and her bodies was sticky together, and the two of them were so intimate, as if they would become one in the next second.

"You already knew who I was, right? You were willing, right?" Tan Moting reached out and brushed the hair away from her cheek.

Friends outside finally discovered that Tan Moting was missing, and asked each other: "Where did Moting go?"

"Is Tan Moting in the yard?"

"Did you go back to your room and change into your swimsuit? He just said he wanted to go to the hot springs."

Shen Qiqi trembled all over and hugged him tightly subconsciously.

He turned her over and pressed her down on the soft bed, seeming to become even crazier: "They are looking for me. What if they come in and see us doing...?"

He grabbed her arm, brushed away the long hair on her shoulders and kissed her neck. She cried aggrievedly: "You, you are crazy..."

He was indeed crazy, and his movements became more and more fierce, as if he wanted to leave a mark on her body, "Why don't you get married and stay with me..."

When I woke up at four in the morning, my pajamas were soaked and the quilt was also soaked.

Tan Moting was so frightened by his dream, or by the protagonist of Chun Meng, that his face turned pale and his hands trembled. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

He had already had this kind of dream, it was so real, he had never even met Shen Qiqi.

At this moment, everything was silent outside the window, and the sky was dimly lit. When Tan Moting opened the curtains, he realized that it was raining, and the fine drizzle was silently nourishing everything.

He sat back on the bed quietly, and finally attributed this ridiculous dream to Liang Ye's photos posted yesterday.

Otherwise, how could he have such a dream? Even if he doesn't deal with Yu Wanyang, he doesn't even bother to fantasize about bullying his fiancée. It's simply ridiculous. He and Shen Qiqi have never even met.

If she wants to marry Yu Wanyang, she can get married. After all, she is the daughter of the Shen family, and their families are family friends. The combination of the two is a perfect match.

Tan Moting got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face and change the soiled sheets himself.

Because this dream was so weird, Tan Mo, who firmly believed in historical materialism, couldn't help but open his mobile phone and search for keywords such as "dreaming about having sex with his rival fiancée."

The wisdom of his ancestors told him that this meant that his recent business was going well and he would make considerable profits. He also said that this proved that he was a humble and courteous person, and everything was smooth and harmonious.

Tan Moting threw the phone away and smiled bitterly, feeling that his behavior just now was ridiculous.

He quickly told himself that it was just a dream. People can't control what they dream about after falling asleep. Spring and autumn dreams are also normal. He also had them when he was a teenager.

The surprise caused by the absurd dream automatically dissipated during the day, and Tan Moting went to work normally.

But just when he was about to forget everything after a busy day, Liang Ye sent a photo to the WeChat group. The banquet hall where Shen Qiqi and Yu Wanyang held their wedding. Their wedding photos were everywhere in the hall. .

Liang Ye also advertised his hotel: "Brothers will hold weddings in the future and come to our Jiangcheng Hotel. I will cover everything."

Liang Ye even posted a close-up of Shen Qiqi and Yu Wanyang's wedding photo.

Looking at the beautiful couple in the photo, he rationally told Tan Moting that he should wish Shen Qiqi a happy wedding. A good friend's sister married the man she loved so much. This is what many girls dream of and she should be blessed.

Tan Moting did not make noises like others, but replied sincerely: [My cousin is very beautiful, I wish her a happy wedding].

Liang Ye quickly replied: [Thank you for allowing the silent Mo Ting to praise and bless me. It seems that my family Qiqi is really beautiful].

Tan Moting didn't think too much about it. After all, Shen Qiqi married Yu Wanyang, a strong competitor in his business. It was not normal for him to express his blessing when he was not invited to attend.

The main reason is that he really talks too little on weekdays, which makes everyone feel abnormal.

Before he could think of how to reply, Wang Xun and Li Ziyun had already sent a lot of booing messages.

Liang Ye also sent a reply: [Her beauty is impeccable].

Yes, it was impeccable. He had actually felt it in his dream.