Han Ziheng did not expect to meet Mucheng.

When he saw Mucheng, he stopped. He leaned against the wall and watched Mucheng step by step.

"Miss mu."

Mucheng plans to walk by without looking down, but Han Ziheng stretches out and blocks her way.

Mucheng's face sank and moved aside. He wanted to go around, but Han Ziheng still didn't give up. He directly stood in front of Mucheng. Obviously, the whole person didn't want to let Mucheng go.

"Miss mu, don't pretend you don't know each other. Just say hello, you seem to be afraid of me? "

Han Ziheng's approach, let Mucheng have no choice, back a few steps, and Han Ziheng separated the distance.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Han?"

"Ha ha You can't say hello if you're ok? "

"Hello, Mr. Han. I don't think we have anything to say. Sorry, I have something else to do. Let's go. "

Since the road ahead is impassable, it's better to turn back than face the difficulties of Han Ziheng.

But Han Ziheng made up his mind, didn't want to let her go, and directly grasped Mucheng's wrist.

"What are you doing? Let go of me -- "

Mucheng suddenly has a loud voice. He yells at Han Ziheng and tries to get rid of him.

But Han Ziheng's hand was tightly clenched. Mucheng could only eat pain. He looked at Han Ziheng angrily and coldly, warning her, "Han Ziheng, let me go immediately, you know who I am."

The implication is clear.

After all, Han Ziheng was a little loose, but he soon smiled again and said, "Miss mu, do you remember being in the bar that night?"

Mucheng's face was a little pale. He looked at Han Ziheng dead.

"Don't look at me like this. I just want to tell Miss Mu that although there was some regret and nothing happened that night, I still have some videos in my hand, sometimes I still take them out for aftertaste. It's a pity to miss it, so I can only look at things I can't touch. "

Mucheng is shivering all over. Han Ziheng's eyes reveal his malice, which makes Mucheng feel like an icehouse.

See Mucheng scared, Han Ziheng also don't pull her, let go of the wrist, the little silky feeling left in the hand, let him can't help rubbing his fingers.

With an informal smile on her face, she said, "although Miss Mu is still a woman of brother Lu San, I naturally can't do anything. However, I hope Miss Mu will leave Lu Sange in the future, and also give me a chance to become the guest of honor of Miss mu. "

"Pa!"

Mucheng slaps it hard and waves it, but Han Ziheng doesn't seem to have expected it.

"Ha ha Miss mu, if this can reduce Qi, then Heng is willing to accept it. "

Mucheng's eyes are scarlet. It seems that he wants to kill Han Ziheng.

At this time, she did not know how to do it, and was not sure whether Han Ziheng was really as he said, with the video of that night in his hand.

And Han Ziheng's purpose is to think that she is a casual woman?

"Han zi Heng!"

"yes, what can I do for Miss mu?"

Mucheng thought quickly, and finally took a deep breath and warned Han Ziheng coldly, "I will tell Lu Jinting about this. Since you are so brave, then, I hope you have the courage to bear our anger. Besides, you won't wait for the day when I just separated from Lu Jinting, because we are married. "

After that, Mucheng walked away with firm steps.

Han Ziheng was really surprised and was stunned on the spot.

He looked at Mucheng's back, swaying the fairy, which was in his mind. The more he could not get, the more he wanted to get, the more he imagined the beautiful taste.

But, the woman in front of you, what did you say just now?

Marriage?

How is it possible?

Han Ziheng has never heard of the news of Lu Jinting's marriage.

However, the news of marriage will not be said casually by Mucheng, and she dare not say it casually to others.

Is it true?

Han Ziheng's face couldn't help but look ugly. The feeling that he couldn't say made him feel like a big stone in his heart. He couldn't move it at all. It was very painful.

Fucking -

Han Ziheng can't help but burst his mouth. He is very upset. He touches his pocket, draws out his cigarette, lights it, relies on the wall, curls up the mist, spreads it, looks down, and makes people can't see what he is thinking.

After a long time, Han Ziheng turned around and left directly. Tonight is too unusual. He still wants to find a woman for fun.……

Mucheng didn't go back to the box directly. When she got to the corner where there was no one, she finally couldn't control it. She shivered.

Just now, he was strong, strong and calm. At this moment, he was really unable to control, afraid, and all kinds of terrible and humiliation that night were swept up in an instant, making Mucheng uncontrollable panic and shudder.

Her body couldn't support herself at all. She leaned against the wall and squatted down. The whole person hugged her knees with both arms, as if to curl up and protect herself.

The head is buried in the middle of the knee. If you want to control the broken crying, you can only breathe deeply and continuously

However, the tears still can not control, silently soaked her skirt.

It seems to be a long time, maybe just a short time.

Mucheng 's mobile phone rings suddenly. She quickly wipes away her tears and takes out her mobile phone, which is called by song Anyi.

Mu cleared her throat before answering the phone.

"Chengcheng, where are you? Why don't you come back? "

"Oh, I'm out there breathing. I made a phone call."

Then came song Anyi's joking smile, "well, I know you must call your husband to show your love. Well, I won't delay you. You can come back as soon as you finish the call. Your classmates are almost drunk. "

"Well, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Mucheng got up, went to the bathroom, washed his face, tried to make himself look fresh, nothing different, so he went back to the box.

In the box, Yu Jingying has almost drunk. Beside Xiang Hao, he still plans to continue drinking.

Xiang Hao's drinking capacity is very good. It's funny to see Yu Jingying getting drunk.

Mucheng hurried to the past, "Yu Jingying, what else to drink? Stop drinking. It's time we left. "

Xiang Hao said, "don't bother so much. Just open a room upstairs. Is the school closed long ago? "

"No, I'll take it to my house."

Say, want to hold on to crystal clear to get up, then --

retch --

the vomit of surprise, let Mucheng have no thought at all.

Xiang Hao had already left, watching Mucheng vomited, but Yu Jingying was still unconscious.

Song Anyi couldn't bear to see Mucheng's miserable situation. "Let's send it upstairs. You can go and clean it up and go home. It's Xiang Hao's territory. She will be OK."

Mucheng looks at himself dirty, especially the smell, so he has to.

And people are drunk by Xiang Hao, so Xiang Hao will send people up naturally.