Chapter 142

Li Qingning sighed, sighing that it's really hard to be a woman. But when the food came up, she couldn't manage so much. Her eyes were shining and ready to go.

When she really saw the food, she felt that she was too hungry. Yesterday, before eating a few mouthfuls at the barbecue stand, she met her father, so the next things happened.

Think of here, she put full of chewing rhythm, even these food can't suppress their heart rising sorrow.

But as soon as she looked up, she saw that Li Lin had eaten only a few green leaves on the salad and a few virgin fruits. Then she touched her stomach and said, "I seem to have had enough."

So, she had to put down her chopsticks completely, and said to her with an embarrassed smile, "I've eaten well, too."

After returning to the company, without waiting for her to feel a little food in her stomach, the dialog boxes on the computer screen began to bomb and stack.

One person can make the other two people too busy to question life, busy to the foot of the wind, moving back and forth at the speed of light, this is the ability and ability of Lan Qing.

Since the morning, on this day, Lan Qing has never looked up at Li Qingning. When she sent in the documents or asked him to sign them, he would at most say, "put them there."

Or, more often, he regarded her as the air, as if the document had grown legs and ran to his desk to lie down.

Between her and him, it seemed very calm, as if nothing had happened, but this calm made Li Qingning feel a little confused.

If she really can be as she wishes, from now on the days of calm, and sitting next door that man does not interfere with each other, then such a busy is not a bad thing, at least, she can not think so much.

Busy, is poison, it will quietly boil red your eyes, take away your complexion, let the law lines on your face deepen a bit, but it is also antidote, at least can let you temporarily from a mess of thoughts out.

This is a truth well known by the world, and for Lin Bai, she also believes it.

However, some things just go against the laws of nature and exist naturally.

At this time, for example, Lin Bai tried to control himself and buried himself in a pile of design drafts that could bury her, but the thoughts in his mind were more messy than the scribbled lines on the draft.

She took a few deep breaths to put herself back into the work in front of her, but the design draft was intertwined with the late face.

She raised her head and squinted at the darkening sky outside the window. She no longer forced herself to let her thoughts spread.

I don't think she has seen that man for a long time. How long has she not heard from him since he and the female star broke the news and disappeared in a few hours.

After a long time, she began to miss him, the smell of him, and the burning temperature when he was warm on her.

She stood up, grabbed the LV bag on the table, and her high-heeled shoes "clattered clattered" like a hasty alarm bell, and disappeared at the gate of the design department with her chin raised.

Two shining crystal fingernails turn the key in their hands, and the red Porsche disappears in the dense traffic of the capital city.

It's only evening now, and white-collar workers are still making the final preparations for getting off work. However, LAN Guifang is already in full swing, with beautiful men and women in small groups, with smiles on their faces, walking into the gate under the huge neon signs.

The smiles on those faces lit up by the light in front of the door, always look ambiguous.

Lin Bai stopped the car in front of the gate for a long time, but he still didn't have the courage to get out of the car and walk in with his chin raised.

The last time I came here, I was still following the man. Later, things came out of my expectation, but they happened naturally, as if they were predestined.

She took a deep breath, got out of the car and walked in calmly.

Along the way, the men threw lustful eyes at her, and those who looked at her up and down, like big wet tongues, licked her from top to bottom, and finally intimately in the breast of her dress, peered through the gauze, peeped out the milk and groove, and paid more attention.

Lin Bai rolled his eyes and walked straight in without squinting. She even heard the men sneer and say, "hum, I want to be a whore and build a memorial archway."

"It's all for sale. What's more, it's so noble."

"It's a high-grade chicken. You can do anything for money." And so on harsh words.

I don't know where the courage comes from. She looks at one of the men who speaks the loudest, has a scholarly temperament, and is well dressed. She goes straight to him, picks up a glass of wine by the table and pours it on his face.

The man was so a splash, completely revealed the real face, eyes ferocious said: "Damn, you this woman. Damn sick."

She slammed her glass on the table and turned to look for something.

Finally, through the crowded dance floor, in the corner of the card seat to see the familiar face.

He had a wild smile on his face, but he fascinated many women. There were three or five nightclub girls sitting beside him. His hands were still on the shoulders of the women who were smiling so much on the left and right sides, and he drank the wine they brought to his mouth one by one.

Lin Bai's face was tinged with a trace of anger, like a overlord flower, blooming in such a hot and dry atmosphere.

Stepping on the pair of Gucci's shoulder high-heeled shoes, she walked to the man with great momentum and poured out the second glass of wine tonight.

Feng Chi narrowed his eyes and enjoyed the tenderness from his side and the pleasure brought by alcohol. Suddenly, this cool and refreshing liquid pounced on his face and made his face sink instantly.

He took back the hand of the woman beside him and wiped his face. Without looking at it, he stood up and said, "who is sick? Do you know who I am? It's not fatal?"

Before he could speak, he saw Lin Bai's gloomy little face.

He looked at the eyes, I do not know whether he was dazzled or how, unexpectedly saw something in her eyes broken, a little bit disappeared, leaving only empty despair.

He changed into the look of a dissolute son again and looked at Lin Bai with a smile in his eyes.

Her lips trembled and said, "Feng Chi, are you sick? I just don't want to die. You've come to kill me

Feng Chi still looked at her with a smile, as if he didn't hear what she said with her teeth. He leaned over and picked up a glass of wine. "Why, Miss Lin also came to play. Come on, let's have a drink."

She looked steadily at the glass of wine he handed over, looked up at his face with a casual smile, and knocked off the glass in his hand as soon as she raised her hand.

The yellow liquid in the glass splashed around and onto the woman in the black short skirt beside him. This should be the third glass she spilled tonight.