Chapter 556
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Fang Yuan didn't go home, but went directly to the curtain bar. She was busy with the design draft these days, but she was copied back to the original form. Although she didn't say anything, she was still very uncomfortable in her heart. Drinking wine can make her comfortable.
In the past, Fang Yuan was not addicted to alcohol, but in recent years she often accompanied Li Nuan to drink. On the contrary, she became addicted to alcohol. Now that she is restrained from drinking, Fang Yuan seems to be alone.
A mu looks at her to lose consciousness, looked at the table top: "what's the matter, sullen."
"It's OK!"
Recently, the curtain bar has a new DJ, playing a good disc. Several times, it has set off a wave. Fang Yuan is sitting on the chair, a little itchy. He drinks the rest of his glass and turns to the dance floor.
She just entered the dance floor, there was a man close to her: "beauty, alone ah!"
The music was so loud that she almost spoke to Fang Yuan with shouts, but she gave a cold glance and began to dance on her own.
It's very proud...
the man smiles with evil spirit, shakes his head and comes to Fangyuan's back. He puts his hand around her waist. He has seen too many women in the bar.
Damn it!
Fangyuan swore at the bottom of her heart. She lifted her foot and chopped it back. Her slender high-heeled shoes pressed onto the man's shoes. At the same time, she hugged her foot with a cry of sadness and cursed Fangyuan.
She did not pay attention to, directly out of the dance floor, picked up the bag from the bar, said to amu: "go!"
"No more dancing?"
Amu was busy mixing wine and didn't see what happened on the dance floor just now.
"No mood!"
Throw down such a sentence, a mu looks at square circle to slouch out of the bar, can't help but some worry, she can't?
It was less than nine o'clock when she got home, which was usually the beginning of her night life, but today it was the end.
He got out of the taxi full of alcohol and stumbled upstairs. When he was drinking alone, Fangyuan would not be able to control this degree, because he was often not happy when drinking.
He took out the key from his bag, narrowed his eyes and put the key into the lock eye. He tried several times in a row. He threw himself in the air, frowned. He raised the key high, left, right and right again. Then he found the position of the keyhole and inserted it. Yeah... This time it is.
Can turn again and again, but the door can't open at all. Just as Fangyuan is ready to lose his temper, the door opens.
Ma jianzhe was wearing a bathrobe with water dripping on his head. Looking at Fang Yuan's wine gas, he subconsciously twisted his eyebrows: "did you drink?"
He just took a bath in the bathroom, heard a voice, thought it was Xu Mo knocking on the door, but who knew it was her little prickly head.
Look up and down her eyes, see her step is not steady, eyes lax, you know that she is drunk too much, admit the wrong door.
Fang Yuan's big eyes are full of doubts: "how can you be in my house and take a bath?"
She has seen shameless, but has not seen so shameless, directly dare to enter the house, who gives him the guts?
"Miss, this is my house!" Ma jianzhe slowly said, will squeeze into the room of the square to push out: "you this is how much wine you drink, even do not know their own home."
"Who says I don't know, this is my family, you!" Fang Yuan belched wine and pointed to the door: "you go out for me!"
"You see, this is my home."
Although Ma jianzhe likes her to throw herself in her arms, he doesn't like this kind of dove occupying the magpie's nest.
But Fang Yuan was a little confused. She felt that this was her home, and no one could drive her away.
Holding the screen by the door, Ma jianzhe immediately let her go: "good, good, this is your home, your home."
"Then you go out!"
"I..." Ma jianzhe was speechless, but he had to go out in order to recover the square. Of course, he didn't forget to take the key. He would come back in later.
Ma jianzhe is like a man who quarrels with his wife and drives him out of the house. He stands at the door in a nightgown, waiting for his wife's anger to disappear before he can enter the house.
Half an hour later, Ma jianzhe knocked on the door. No one responded. He must have fallen asleep and opened the door with the key. In the living room to search for a circle, there is no square shadow, push the door to see, breath congealed, quickly back over the body.
Fang Yuan is used to sleeping. He takes this place as his home and Ma jianzhe's bedroom as his bedroom. After taking a bath, he lies in bed and sleeps soundly.
After drinking a lot of wine, she was a little hot, so the quilt was kicked away, so the naked scene was seen by Ma jianzhe. Although it was only two seconds, it still made his blood rise and his throat was dry and painful!
Ma jianzhe boasts himself to be a gentleman, but at this moment he just wants to wipe the woman in bed dry.
She was attractive to him when she was dressed, not to mention taking off her clothes, which was fatal.
But he knows, he can't.
He treats the square circle, although he sees the color original intention, but this intention actually comes from the sincerity.He seems not to be serious, but he is extremely serious about his feelings.
In order not to let himself make mistakes, Ma jianzhe quickly closed the door and went to take a bath on his side with cold water.
The cold water splashed down, but it didn't play any role. The body was still hot. The white ketone body appeared repeatedly in his mind. He wanted her, which was the most primitive and intuitive feeling.
“***！” Ma jianzhe cursed and raised his head to let the cold water hit his cheek. He needed to be calm and calm again!
This night, Ma jianzhe flushed the cold water all night, and the next day he caught a cold.
"Achoo." Ma jianzhe rubbed his stuffy nose and walked to the kitchen.
He wanted to cook some porridge for Fangyuan, so that she would not wake up empty stomach.
But when you open the refrigerator, it's empty, and you can't even see a hair.
"This damned Xu Mo!"
Ma jianzhe stretched his coat and went out to buy vegetables.
……
"Well..." Fang Yuan uttered a sob, frowned and turned over. Her head was a little painful, and her stomach was burning.
Moved the body, as if unable to sleep, reached out to touch the mobile phone, squint a slit to see the time.
Half past seven, it's still early!
Throw the cell phone to one side, turn over and continue to sleep, but suddenly open your eyes.
This feeling is not right. Her quilts and bed sheets are all made of pure cotton, but the ones under her are slippery, as if they are silk.
Fang Yuan opened his eyes and looked. His brain exploded.
She was naked and lying on a double bed. The silk sheet and quilt cover were totally different from hers. On the left side was a wardrobe open, revealing men's clothes. On the small table in front of her was a black computer and mechanical watch. Everything in the room reminded her that this was a man's room.
Fang Yuan swallows his saliva, and his brain is like a paste.
She had too much to drink yesterday and was asleep?
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Fang Yuan didn't go home, but went directly to the curtain bar. She was busy with the design draft these days, but she was copied back to the original form. Although she didn't say anything, she was still very uncomfortable in her heart. Drinking wine can make her comfortable.
In the past, Fang Yuan was not addicted to alcohol, but in recent years she often accompanied Li Nuan to drink. On the contrary, she became addicted to alcohol. Now that she is restrained from drinking, Fang Yuan seems to be alone.
A mu looks at her to lose consciousness, looked at the table top: "what's the matter, sullen."
"It's OK!"
Recently, the curtain bar has a new DJ, playing a good disc. Several times, it has set off a wave. Fang Yuan is sitting on the chair, a little itchy. He drinks the rest of his glass and turns to the dance floor.
She just entered the dance floor, there was a man close to her: "beauty, alone ah!"
The music was so loud that she almost spoke to Fang Yuan with shouts, but she gave a cold glance and began to dance on her own.
It's very proud...
the man smiles with evil spirit, shakes his head and comes to Fangyuan's back. He puts his hand around her waist. He has seen too many women in the bar.
Damn it!
Fangyuan swore at the bottom of her heart. She lifted her foot and chopped it back. Her slender high-heeled shoes pressed onto the man's shoes. At the same time, she hugged her foot with a cry of sadness and cursed Fangyuan.
She did not pay attention to, directly out of the dance floor, picked up the bag from the bar, said to amu: "go!"
"No more dancing?"
Amu was busy mixing wine and didn't see what happened on the dance floor just now.
"No mood!"
Throw down such a sentence, a mu looks at square circle to slouch out of the bar, can't help but some worry, she can't?
It was less than nine o'clock when she got home, which was usually the beginning of her night life, but today it was the end.
He got out of the taxi full of alcohol and stumbled upstairs. When he was drinking alone, Fangyuan would not be able to control this degree, because he was often not happy when drinking.
He took out the key from his bag, narrowed his eyes and put the key into the lock eye. He tried several times in a row. He threw himself in the air, frowned. He raised the key high, left, right and right again. Then he found the position of the keyhole and inserted it. Yeah... This time it is.
Can turn again and again, but the door can't open at all. Just as Fangyuan is ready to lose his temper, the door opens.
Ma jianzhe was wearing a bathrobe with water dripping on his head. Looking at Fang Yuan's wine gas, he subconsciously twisted his eyebrows: "did you drink?"
He just took a bath in the bathroom, heard a voice, thought it was Xu Mo knocking on the door, but who knew it was her little prickly head.
Look up and down her eyes, see her step is not steady, eyes lax, you know that she is drunk too much, admit the wrong door.
Fang Yuan's big eyes are full of doubts: "how can you be in my house and take a bath?"
She has seen shameless, but has not seen so shameless, directly dare to enter the house, who gives him the guts?
"Miss, this is my house!" Ma jianzhe slowly said, will squeeze into the room of the square to push out: "you this is how much wine you drink, even do not know their own home."
"Who says I don't know, this is my family, you!" Fang Yuan belched wine and pointed to the door: "you go out for me!"
"You see, this is my home."
Although Ma jianzhe likes her to throw herself in her arms, he doesn't like this kind of dove occupying the magpie's nest.
But Fang Yuan was a little confused. She felt that this was her home, and no one could drive her away.
Holding the screen by the door, Ma jianzhe immediately let her go: "good, good, this is your home, your home."
"Then you go out!"
"I..." Ma jianzhe was speechless, but he had to go out in order to recover the square. Of course, he didn't forget to take the key. He would come back in later.
Ma jianzhe is like a man who quarrels with his wife and drives him out of the house. He stands at the door in a nightgown, waiting for his wife's anger to disappear before he can enter the house.
Half an hour later, Ma jianzhe knocked on the door. No one responded. He must have fallen asleep and opened the door with the key. In the living room to search for a circle, there is no square shadow, push the door to see, breath congealed, quickly back over the body.
Fang Yuan is used to sleeping. He takes this place as his home and Ma jianzhe's bedroom as his bedroom. After taking a bath, he lies in bed and sleeps soundly.
After drinking a lot of wine, she was a little hot, so the quilt was kicked away, so the naked scene was seen by Ma jianzhe. Although it was only two seconds, it still made his blood rise and his throat was dry and painful!
Ma jianzhe boasts himself to be a gentleman, but at this moment he just wants to wipe the woman in bed dry.
She was attractive to him when she was dressed, not to mention taking off her clothes, which was fatal.
But he knows, he can't.
He treats the square circle, although he sees the color original intention, but this intention actually comes from the sincerity.He seems not to be serious, but he is extremely serious about his feelings.
In order not to let himself make mistakes, Ma jianzhe quickly closed the door and went to take a bath on his side with cold water.
The cold water splashed down, but it didn't play any role. The body was still hot. The white ketone body appeared repeatedly in his mind. He wanted her, which was the most primitive and intuitive feeling.
“***！” Ma jianzhe cursed and raised his head to let the cold water hit his cheek. He needed to be calm and calm again!
This night, Ma jianzhe flushed the cold water all night, and the next day he caught a cold.
"Achoo." Ma jianzhe rubbed his stuffy nose and walked to the kitchen.
He wanted to cook some porridge for Fangyuan, so that she would not wake up empty stomach.
But when you open the refrigerator, it's empty, and you can't even see a hair.
"This damned Xu Mo!"
Ma jianzhe stretched his coat and went out to buy vegetables.
……
"Well..." Fang Yuan uttered a sob, frowned and turned over. Her head was a little painful, and her stomach was burning.
Moved the body, as if unable to sleep, reached out to touch the mobile phone, squint a slit to see the time.
Half past seven, it's still early!
Throw the cell phone to one side, turn over and continue to sleep, but suddenly open your eyes.
This feeling is not right. Her quilts and bed sheets are all made of pure cotton, but the ones under her are slippery, as if they are silk.
Fang Yuan opened his eyes and looked. His brain exploded.
She was naked and lying on a double bed. The silk sheet and quilt cover were totally different from hers. On the left side was a wardrobe open, revealing men's clothes. On the small table in front of her was a black computer and mechanical watch. Everything in the room reminded her that this was a man's room.
Fang Yuan swallows his saliva, and his brain is like a paste.
She had too much to drink yesterday and was asleep?
Fang Yuan didn't go home, but went directly to the curtain bar. She was busy with the design draft these days, but she was copied back to the original form. Although she didn't say anything, she was still very uncomfortable in her heart. Drinking wine can make her comfortable. In the past, Fang Yuan was not addicted to alcohol, but in recent years she often accompanied Li Nuan to drink. On the contrary, she became addicted to alcohol. Now that she is restrained from drinking, Fang Yuan seems to be alone. A mu looks at her to lose consciousness, looked at the table top: "what's the matter, sullen." "It's OK!" Recently, the curtain bar has a new DJ, playing a good disc. Several times, it has set off a wave. Fang Yuan is sitting on the chair, a little itchy. He drinks the rest of his glass and turns to the dance floor. She just entered the dance floor, there was a man close to her: "beauty, alone ah!" The music was so loud that she almost spoke to Fang Yuan with shouts, but she gave a cold glance and began to dance on her own. It's very proud... the man smiles with evil spirit, shakes his head and comes to Fangyuan's back. He puts his hand around her waist. He has seen too many women in the bar. Damn it! Fangyuan swore at the bottom of her heart. She lifted her foot and chopped it back. Her slender high-heeled shoes pressed onto the man's shoes. At the same time, she hugged her foot with a cry of sadness and cursed Fangyuan. She did not pay attention to, directly out of the dance floor, picked up the bag from the bar, said to amu: "go!" "No more dancing?" Amu was busy mixing wine and didn't see what happened on the dance floor just now. "No mood!" Throw down such a sentence, a mu looks at square circle to slouch out of the bar, can't help but some worry, she can't? It was less than nine o'clock when she got home, which was usually the beginning of her night life, but today it was the end. He got out of the taxi full of alcohol and stumbled upstairs. When he was drinking alone, Fangyuan would not be able to control this degree, because he was often not happy when drinking. He took out the key from his bag, narrowed his eyes and put the key into the lock eye. He tried several times in a row. He threw himself in the air, frowned. He raised the key high, left, right and right again. Then he found the position of the keyhole and inserted it. Yeah... This time it is. Can turn again and again, but the door can't open at all. Just as Fangyuan is ready to lose his temper, the door opens. Ma jianzhe was wearing a bathrobe with water dripping on his head. Looking at Fang Yuan's wine gas, he subconsciously twisted his eyebrows: "did you drink?" He just took a bath in the bathroom, heard a voice, thought it was Xu Mo knocking on the door, but who knew it was her little prickly head. Look up and down her eyes, see her step is not steady, eyes lax, you know that she is drunk too much, admit the wrong door. Fang Yuan's big eyes are full of doubts: "how can you be in my house and take a bath?" She has seen shameless, but has not seen so shameless, directly dare to enter the house, who gives him the guts? "Miss, this is my house!" Ma jianzhe slowly said, will squeeze into the room of the square to push out: "you this is how much wine you drink, even do not know their own home." "Who says I don't know, this is my family, you!" Fang Yuan belched wine and pointed to the door: "you go out for me!" "You see, this is my home." Although Ma jianzhe likes her to throw herself in her arms, he doesn't like this kind of dove occupying the magpie's nest. But Fang Yuan was a little confused. She felt that this was her home, and no one could drive her away. Holding the screen by the door, Ma jianzhe immediately let her go: "good, good, this is your home, your home." "Then you go out!" "I..." Ma jianzhe was speechless, but he had to go out in order to recover the square. Of course, he didn't forget to take the key. He would come back in later. Ma jianzhe is like a man who quarrels with his wife and drives him out of the house. He stands at the door in a nightgown, waiting for his wife's anger to disappear before he can enter the house. Half an hour later, Ma jianzhe knocked on the door. No one responded. He must have fallen asleep and opened the door with the key. In the living room to search for a circle, there is no square shadow, push the door to see, breath congealed, quickly back over the body. Fang Yuan is used to sleeping. He takes this place as his home and Ma jianzhe's bedroom as his bedroom. After taking a bath, he lies in bed and sleeps soundly. After drinking a lot of wine, she was a little hot, so the quilt was kicked away, so the naked scene was seen by Ma jianzhe. Although it was only two seconds, it still made his blood rise and his throat was dry and painful! Ma jianzhe boasts himself to be a gentleman, but at this moment he just wants to wipe the woman in bed dry. She was attractive to him when she was dressed, not to mention taking off her clothes, which was fatal. But he knows, he can't. He treats the square circle, although he sees the color original intention, but this intention actually comes from the sincerity.He seems not to be serious, but he is extremely serious about his feelings. In order not to let himself make mistakes, Ma jianzhe quickly closed the door and went to take a bath on his side with cold water. The cold water splashed down, but it didn't play any role. The body was still hot. The white ketone body appeared repeatedly in his mind. He wanted her, which was the most primitive and intuitive feeling. *** Ma jianzhe cursed and raised his head to let the cold water hit his cheek. He needed to be calm and calm again! This night, Ma jianzhe flushed the cold water all night, and the next day he caught a cold. "Achoo." Ma jianzhe rubbed his stuffy nose and walked to the kitchen. He wanted to cook some porridge for Fangyuan, so that she would not wake up empty stomach. But when you open the refrigerator, it's empty, and you can't even see a hair. "This damned Xu Mo!" Ma jianzhe stretched his coat and went out to buy vegetables. "Well..." Fang Yuan uttered a sob, frowned and turned over. Her head was a little painful, and her stomach was burning. Moved the body, as if unable to sleep, reached out to touch the mobile phone, squint a slit to see the time. Half past seven, it's still early! Throw the cell phone to one side, turn over and continue to sleep, but suddenly open your eyes. This feeling is not right. Her quilts and bed sheets are all made of pure cotton, but the ones under her are slippery, as if they are silk. Fang Yuan opened his eyes and looked. His brain exploded. She was naked and lying on a double bed. The silk sheet and quilt cover were totally different from hers. On the left side was a wardrobe open, revealing men's clothes. On the small table in front of her was a black computer and mechanical watch. Everything in the room reminded her that this was a man's room. Fang Yuan swallows his saliva, and his brain is like a paste. She had too much to drink yesterday and was asleep?
