Game of the Controller: Wife Wins Husband

When he raised his thin lips and looked at her with a slight smile, that gentle and intoxicating smile always made people feel warm in their hearts.

She liked his gentle smile and gentle eyes, and even the masculine aura he exuded was gentle and non-aggressive, so she didn't feel uneasy at all.

She liked the feeling of getting along with him, and was happy to have him accompany her to spend the only eighteenth birthday in her life.

"Mr. Jun, thank you, you are such a good person." It was a completely sincere compliment, and she was filled with gratitude.

She lowered her eyelashes, and an indescribable brilliance shone in the depths of her black eyes.

Good guy? This word was actually used on him.

No matter how I heard it, I thought it was nondescript.

However, since it was her who said it, he had no choice but to accept it.

He handed the tissue to her and motioned for her to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. His smile turned into a smile, "Okay, let's set off now. It's getting late."

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The bar they went to was indeed small and exquisite, but it had the feeling of being a small but well-equipped bar.

Resident singer, old-fashioned jukebox, pocket mini dance floor, everything is included.

The bartender is a lazy mixed-race guy from England. He has a pair of very slender and beautiful hands. All kinds of bartending utensils are flying in his hands. Every glass of wine he makes is so special, like a delicate work of art.

Full of color and taste.

Xia Qing couldn't remember how many cups she drank.

Only halfway through, she was already dizzy with drunkenness and unsteady on her feet.

Jun Qi suggested several times to send her back to rest, but for some reason, as soon as Xia Qing heard the words "go back to Xia's house", she would immediately shake her head, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, her cheeks red, and she emphasized firmly that she

not going back.

Jun Qi had no choice but to let her go. In the end, when the bartender served a glass of ice-cold Mary, Xia Qing took it and fell backwards.

A strong arm caught her firmly, and at the same time, the other free hand quickly grasped the wine glass that fell in the air without spilling a drop.

After drinking all the wine in the cup, Jun Qi paid the bill and left with Xia Qing, who was unconscious, in his arms.

He took Xia Qing back to the small apartment where he lived alone.

He placed her on the big bed in the guest room, and gently covered her young and beautiful face that was relaxed due to deep sleep with a thin blanket. He sat down on the edge of the bed, leaving only a night light, and his dark eyes were entangled.

With a complicated look on his face, a little puzzled and a little confused, he was thinking hard about the unusual anomaly of this night.

He has great feelings for this girl named Xia Qing.

But he wasn't sure yet, that feeling was heartbeat.

He just liked to look at her clean smile with a bit of innocence. He caught his eyes easily and followed her unconsciously, watching her happy and sad.

He reached out a finger and gently brushed it against his hot cheek. The beautiful feeling that came back from the skin-to-skin contact unexpectedly pleased Jun Qi.

He became greedy and wanted more and more.

The smile that was always on his lips slowly faded away, and the original elegance and gentleness slowly faded away, replaced by the dangerous nature of a man's predatory nature.