All The Male Leads Have Blackened

In the deck, two bottles of good wine were opened, poured into a cup, and the light was shining, and Cen Simiao drank several glasses in a row. Staying in the hospital these days, back pain, especially tired.

Running out for a while was really a bit uncomfortable.

The young guys next to him looked handsome, the perfume smell was stronger than her body, and the hair spray was too much. Cen Simiao listened to them casually, and should make a few noises from time to time.

After a while, I started tipping secretly.

When Cen Simao didn't see it, she touched her cell phone and secretly sent a message to Qiu Xiejie.

Just sent out, and suddenly heard the SMS ringtone.

She quickly opened it.

This sentence almost killed Cen Simiao.

The child next to him happened to be alone, and Cen Simiao avoided it subconsciously. The man suddenly softened his voice and coquettishly. He didn't lack masculinity, but made people feel particularly comfortable.

She glanced.

I touched my wallet again, I really do n’t have any money.

There must be no way back for Ji Wen, and the money was cut off. She didn't even want to save money at first. She bought a lot of clothes and now she is still in the closet.

I don't know if the password lock on the door has changed.

If it weren't for the hospital these days, there would be no place to go. She pondered for a moment, the person next to him passed the wine to his eyes, and took it subconsciously, but the person did not let go.

Cen Simiao was surprised.

The man bent his eyes and smiled, and with a slight movement of his hand, the glass reached her lips.

Taking a sip, Cen Simiao felt particularly enjoyed, and unconsciously stretched her eyes. The anxiety in her head was gone. Suddenly the door of the private room rang, and the sound was rapid.

The person sitting beside was extremely wink, stood up and opened the door.

Several lads called the manager quickly.

The man was in a hurry: "Gather up quickly, and withdraw quickly. Check it out above. If it's okay, let's break up."

After speaking, I ran to another private room. The standing young man frowned suddenly, and said unconsciously, "Why is it so sudden this time, it ’s not illegal to drink wine, and I do n’t know what the manager is so careful about . "

Cen Simiao was a little stunned.

Until I walked on the street, I still felt foggy, and the drink I had just drunk was on my head, and my whole body became lazy. She suddenly wanted to call Qiu Xiejie.

The phone came out, and the screen turned on by itself.

Qiu Xiejie's text message.

Cen Simiao stared at it for a long time, gritted her teeth, and was suddenly investigated. It was definitely his job.

Suddenly I heard the noise of the car tires rubbing the ground, especially harsh, her anger was not receded, she looked up, there was a car parked beside her.

The window shook slowly, Qiu Xiejie held a cigarette in his mouth and did not light it. He put his arm on the door and raised her eyebrows at her side: "How come out, I thought you were happy."

"I'm afraid you don't have enough money, so I ran out and sent it to you."

The smoke in his mouth had not been removed, and his speech was vague.

Cen Simiao narrowed her eyes, walked a few steps towards the car, her eyes lashed, and Qiu Xiejie's hand on the door reached out and touched her chin.

Suddenly, Cen Simiao leaned down.

The two looked at each other, the smile in Qiu Xiejie's eyes was undisguised, and he held the cigarette case on the steering wheel, and one came up: "Should I smoke?"

Cen Smiao pursed her lips, stretched out her hands, and her fingers were slender. Qiu Xiejie handed it down, she shook her head.

Qiu Jiejie didn't figure it out.

A corner of her mouth said: "Smell it."

The fragrance is particularly strong, even at the fingertips, it is filled with lungs. Qiu Xiejie froze, then frowned disappointedly: "Change the perfume?"

Cen Simiao raised her eyebrows.

As soon as he spoke, he reacted, his face turned black for a moment, and he was no longer proud. Holding her lips tightly, her chin lifted up, "I'm **** hospitalized, you treat me dead?"

She straightened up, turned and waved her hands, and before stepping out, she suddenly heard the door rang, her arms grabbed, took a few steps, and was tightly held in Qiu Xiejie's arms.

Two people were sitting in the driver's seat, and they were particularly crowded.

Cen Simiao didn't struggle, but just adjusted her posture, and she heard heavy breathing in her ears. She lowered her eyelashes, and her hands at the waist were particularly honest and motionless.

He paused, his nose was sore, and his voice was crying: "what am I in your heart, and how did you treat me outside during the day?"

"Have you ever thought of respecting me."

Qiu Xiejie was so angry that she didn't get ridiculous for so long. She was sitting on her lap and couldn't help it. But he was so angry that he held back and didn't think about it.

But I heard Cen Simiao again.

He frowned, his eyes sprang up involuntarily, and he was in the car that night.

The warm and creamy skin is full of wheezing that stimulates the nerves, and there is a little crying cavity. Cen Simiao still spoke something in her mouth, took a moment to choke, and coincided with Qiu Xiejie's picture.

The eyes suddenly changed.

The hand on the waist slowly moved upwards, tightening more and more tightly. Cen Simiao was crying softly, he was getting more and more uncomfortable, and his teeth were itchy: "It's not you who dare to have my legs around my waist that night."

Cen Simiao had tears in her eyes, but she didn't speak.

Qiu Xiejie stared at her uncomfortably and turned her head: "Bring me the cup."

She froze, didn't figure it out, reached out and handed it to him, and watched Qiu Xiejie catch it, but slammed and broke. He glanced down, and Cen Simiao subconsciously cleaned up the debris.

Was stopped.

Qiu Xiejie pointed out: "This cup is quite expensive."

Cen Simiao suddenly realized: "I have no money."

He inadvertently "um" sneered, and sneered again: "It's none of my business."

The tie was loose, and the buttons on the shirt were unbuttoned two, revealing the collarbone under the throat, with gauze on the forehead, and a strong eyebrow, adding weakness.

It makes people especially want to bully.

Cen Simiao narrowed his eyes. He let go of his hand on his waist, and leaned back: "Let's pay it."

There was an instant of hatred on her face, her lips clenched tightly, then she lowered her head to look at his belt, and cursed, "Shameless."

Stiffed hard.

His breathing suddenly became heavy.

Fortunately, this road was not lively. It happened to be in the morning, and no one was passing by. In addition, the dark color of the car film gave Cen Simiao a peace of mind.

Qiu Xiejie slumped on the seat, glanced at Cen Simiao, and was wiping her hands. Whistling at her, Cen Simiao glanced at him: "Buy more oysters, go back and make up."

The smile on his lips froze instantly, and he sat up suddenly, feeling dizzy and blinking for a moment. After a while, Cen Simiao frowned and couldn't say a word.

Qiu Xiejie glanced at her: "What you look at is obviously the injury on your forehead."

"Pay me medical bills."

Cen Simao frowned, and ignored him, and sat back to the position: "I have paid for the nutritional expenses, and the medical expenses don't matter. Also, do you have a place to live in, I will move in first."

You're welcome to speak a bit, the room is ready in the afternoon.

There were no pillows or quilts on the bed, and the mattress was gone. There are many rooms in Qiu Jiejie's house, but except for the room where he lives, it is all empty.

There are no blankets in the closet.

Cen Simiao raised her eyes: "Coupling you with two pillows all year round?"

He wasn't guilty at all: "Yeah, frugality. It's enough to replace back and forth."

In the evening, Cen Simiao ordered the takeaway and put them on the table to eat together. Qiu Xiejie put aside his mouth and was particularly disgusted.

Cen Simiao heard a headache and looked up at him. Qiu Xiejie lowered her head and was particularly difficult to swallow. She dragged the meal forward to herself, preparing to sip two.

Qiu Xiejie was unwilling at once: "You eat yours, what do you rob me of."

She paused and took a chopstick dish to his lips.

Then my ears became quiet.

Qiu Xiejie did not do anything like sleep on the sofa, grabbed the quilt directly, went to the bed, and glanced at Cen Simiao: "If you go out, remember to turn off the lights for me."

Then he closed his eyes, seemingly sleepy.

Cen Simiao took out the nightdress that she had just bought, raised her feet and walked to the bathroom. The sound of water passed into Qiu Jiejie's ears. He was not asleep. He heard the sound and squinted his eyes.

Looking up at the ceiling, a little stunned, and suddenly the phone rang.

Frown, subconsciously want to hang up. Still connected.

There was Meng Yue's voice over there, and he looked at the phone unhappyly, not her number, and hung up without saying more. Meng Yue was particularly anxious: "The hospital did not have another check-up. Why didn't I go out and return?"

hang up the phone.

Qiu Xiejie stared at the door for a long time, itching in his heart, sitting up on the bed, a vertigo again, getting out of bed for a while, and heading straight for the bathroom.

The sound of the water was getting louder, and he raised an eyebrow, and licked the corner of his lips to knock on the bathroom door. He heard the sound before moving.

Qiu Xiejie froze and knocked again.

Turning his head to look at the door, this house is relatively close to the company, so Qiu Jiejie stayed here for a long time. He raised his chin and walked over: "Who."

The sound outside was clear: "It's me. The text message you sent just now says that there is no quilt at home, so I bought it and delivered it."

Qiu Xiejie glanced at the bathroom and said muffled, "No, you can go back."

There was a moment of silence, and the people outside were obviously a little unhappy: "It's so cold outside. I went out to buy it at night. Is the money to be settled? In addition, who are you?"

Qiu Jiejie felt that something was wrong, opened the door, and stood outside with a handsome brood.

With a large packing bag in his hand, it should be a quilt. He saw that Qiu Xiejie was also a little surprised, and frowned, and walked inside without any notice, and said, "Where did you do it? Why are you still here, do you not know the rules?"

Qiu Xiejie was a little hesitant, watching his passing by, smelling the perfume, his eyes tightened.

Damn, bullying came home.

Is preparing for the attack, the phone rang again, and his face was hung up in a particularly bad face, but there was no annoyance there, and he called again.

Gritted teeth to connect, it is the hospital: "Mr. Qiu, there is something wrong with one of your reports, please come back tomorrow to review."

Qiu Xiejie froze: "You say it again."