Chapter 616

Nie Ji drank a little too much. Leshan's mobile phone was on the table. As soon as he looked down, he could see the big words of his two husbands.

This girl, like young people, calls her husband before she gets married!

He's not very flexible at the moment. Didn't he call Yemo Chen just now? Why did he call again? He thought it was Yemo Chen, so he answered the phone. Anyway, he occasionally answered the phone. Thinking of this, he picked up his mobile phone and answered the phone: "Yemo Chen, why did you call again? Shanshan is drunk and is in the dark night bar. You can come directly to pick her up later. You don't have to call to confirm."

"Night Mo Chen?" the man's low voice seemed to be mixed with an anger.

Nie Ji didn't respond: "how do you call your name?"

But the other party has hung up the phone. He whispered a few words. What's the matter with Mo Chen this night? He's not cute at all. When he comes home, Leshan wants him to kneel on the washboard.

When night Mo Chen arrived, Nie Ji and Leshan slept on the stage. Fortunately, there were acquaintances in the bar, otherwise they would be thrown out.

According to the popularity of these two, it is estimated that tomorrow's entertainment headlines must be them.

This is a big man. He doesn't bring an assistant when he comes out to drink. Yemo Chen sighed and asked the waiter of the bar to open a room for Nie Ji and let him stay here tonight. As for Leshan, he plans to take her home.

Just as he bent down and was ready to hold the man in his arms, he opened him with a strong force. The next second, Leshan had fallen into the man's arms.

Raising his head, he saw that the man's handsome eyebrows and eyes were full of floating ice, flashing cold light, while the corners of his mouth were hooked with a smile. It was Feng Jing who looked at the dandy. The man glanced at him lightly: "when will my wife allow you to do it?"

Night Mo Chen was one of the few people who knew his relationship with Leshan. When he heard this sentence, he said ironically, "President Feng, when did you take Shanshan as your real wife?"

"That's between me and her. Now her name is still on my account book of Fengjing. I will never allow other men to touch her!" Fengjing said coldly, and then he was leaving with Leshan in his arms.

Night Mo Chen looked at him and shouted, "Feng Jing, you don't love her. Why torture her there!"

"I'd love to!" after Feng Jing left, a word floated out of his mouth. Hearing this sentence, ye Mo Chen seemed to be split by thunder and stayed in place.

At the beginning, if he insisted a little more, was he the one who held Leshan in his arms today.

Although Leshan drank a little too much, when Feng Jing threw her into the car, she woke up and struggled to sit up: "I want to get off."

"Leshan, you should have a degree when you are crazy!" Feng Jing looked at her to get up. Because of her struggle, he showed a small white waist. I don't know why his eyes were dark again.

Leshan was awakened by his words. In fact, she woke up when she was in the bar. Men's words were always so hurt. She couldn't help being awake, but his arms were too warm. She was reluctant to push him away for a moment. When she reacted, people had been thrown in the car.

She couldn't pretend to go on any longer. She could only wake up. Her eyes seemed to be drunk. It was all a bright light, like a river of stars: "what am I crazy? I'm just drinking with my friends. Isn't it allowed?"

Her broken attitude made Feng Jing really angry. I'm afraid it wasn't drinking, just because the person who drank with her was yemochen!

Thinking of this, I don't know why there was a fire in my heart, which made him completely irrational. There was a cold light in his beautiful eyes, and even his voice was as cold as ice: "with friends? Is Yemo Chen your friend? Leshan, it's OK for you to prevaricate others with these excuses, but prevaricate me, forget it!"

Leshan felt very tired. He always did. He doubted what she had with Yemo Chen. If she had anything with Yemo Chen, she wouldn't have married him.

"Feng Jing, are you so interesting? You will make me feel that you still love me!" Leshan gently hooked her lips, and the smile swung around the corners of her lips, like mockery.

Feng Jing's anger was even stronger: "I love you? Leshan, you really can put gold on your face. I don't know what woman Feng Jing wants. I'll like a woman like you who is open to money!"

Sometimes she was not hurt, but used to hiding the pain. Leshan flashed the pain at the bottom of her eyes. Then she was shocked and smiled again. The enchanting smile was stained on the corners of her lips: "yes, I worship money and open my eyes when I see money. Young master Feng doesn't divorce me quickly so that I won't pollute your eyes!"

"You -" do you want to divorce me and fly with Mo Chen that night? You dream! Feng Jing doesn't know what to think. Anyway, he won't divorce Leshan. "You dream! I won't divorce you if I die in my life!"

Oh, I don't know. I also think how much he loves her, but Leshan knows that she can't have any expectations for this man because she will be disappointed if she expects too much.

He said he wouldn't love her, because she lost him and hurt him again and again, but Feng Jing, if I had a choice, I wouldn't lose you.

Her smile froze there. For a long time, a low voice floated out of her throat: "OK, torture each other!"

Feng Jing looked at her smile. He didn't know why his heart was blocked. He got on the car and stepped on the accelerator. The car drove fast, completely ignoring Leshan's feelings.

Leshan wanted to stop, but she knew he was angry. She didn't listen to anything, so the whole person shrank together, as if in this way, she could be at ease.

Just when she felt that she was about to die, Feng Jing's mobile phone suddenly rang. It was the new song sung by the popular traffic Xiaohua and the object of Feng Jing's recent scandal. He cared so much about the woman that he used her song as the bell for fear that others would not know that Feng Jing had an affair with the woman.

A slight mockery flashed across the corner of his mouth, but Feng Jing answered the phone. In just a few words, his face changed several times. After he hung up, he said directly: "get off!"

Leshan was still dizzy and felt colic in her internal organs. She was a little confused for a while.

"Let me say one more word, get off!" Feng Jing said again. Leshan reacted. She looked out of the window. It was nearly early in the morning. On the main road, her husband let her get off.

Want to laugh, but can't laugh.

If you want to cry, you can't cry.

"In the middle of the night, you let me get off now, Feng Jing. Are you out of your mind for that woman?" Leshan talked to Feng Jing for the first time. She loved him so much and was reluctant to hurt him, but he took stones to the bottom of her heart again and again.

Then sprinkle another handful of salt.