"I haven't finished listening to the story, I haven't finished listening to it, what happened later," Ning An kept shouting. [Full text reading. 】

She wondered what was going on.

This bar is a property owned by the Song family and is well managed.

Song Shaoyan wasn't worried that Ye Jiaqi would have any accidents here.

He whispered to the boss that Ye Jiaqi would send her to a nearby hotel when she was almost drunk.

He himself dragged Ning An into the rain.

"Ning An, open your eyes and see clearly, I'm Song Shaoyan, your husband!" Song Shaoyan's eyes breathed fire.

Soon, his pale gray trench coat turned a dark gray.

It rained on my hair and shoes.

Ning An's face was also drenched in rain, the rain was very cold, and when the wind blew, he was full of coldness.

Drop by drop rain fell on her eyelids, long eyelashes, and lips

Ning An shrank his head and hid in Song Shaoyan's arms.

She was uncomfortable, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes: "Cold." ”

"Do you know the cold? Do you know how to hide in my arms? Ning An, why didn't you drink yourself to death? "Song Shaoyan has a very bad temper.

When he came, he saw that the table was full of empty bottles, how much did the two crazy women drink?

The rain was still falling on her, and Ning An desperately hid in his arms.

This will make it a little less rainy.

Although she was drunk, she subconsciously knew that it was cold, and she stepped on Song Shaoyan's leather shoe with one foot without shoes.

So that you don't stand in the rain.

His chest was warm, and her breath was familiar.

It may be that his chest is really comfortable, and the smell of his white shirt is so good, that she won't come out after burrowing her hairy head into it.

Song Shaoyan was tickled by her.

Her drunken breath also made him hot.

"Ning An, you are so bold, I didn't see that you would come to the bar to drink, who gave you the guts?"

"Guess what."

"Guess what, Ning An, you wake me up. Say, why come out for a drink? ”

Song Shaoyan didn't leave, standing in the rain to make her sober.

It was raining heavily, and his face was covered with rain.

As a result, the woman in her arms did not speak for a long time.

"Ning'an?!"

Ning An smashed his tongue and fell asleep.

"Ning'an!" Song Shaoyan was really mad.

Dare to love him in a shower of rain, she doesn't know anything?

Moreover, she ripped off his trench coat and burrowed into his arms like a cat, covering her face.

Maybe his arms were warm, and she really had to fall asleep, sleeping soundly, and not a drop of rain could be showered.

The embrace was familiar, the breath was familiar, and her hand wrapped around his waist.

Well, warm and warm.

It's the same as the bed.

Just as her soft hand touched his waist, a strange sensation spread from his waist and penetrated into his limbs.

The waves in his eyes twitched.

In the eyes, there are unspeakable emotions, like ink staining.

Song Shaoyan stood in place, the rain wetting his hair.

For a long time –

He picked her up and walked towards his Bentley.

The bar's lights reflect the puddles on the ground, and the rain falls, breaking the quiet picture.

One drop, two drops, three or four drops

The Bentley starts slowly, the lights turn on, and the front of the car turns around.

As the water splashed, the car slowly left the bar.

In the bar, Ye Jiaqi saw that Ning An was taken away, and staggered to his feet.

"An An, An An, where have you been" She leaned against the wall, unable to open her eyes in a daze, and kept shouting Ning An's name.