It's better to fall in love

16. After drinking

He Wanluo, who was still lying in the car on the road, was indistinguishable from a dead fish, as if he suddenly changed into another person when he got out of the car, he was immediately in high spirits.If Shi hadn't dreamed that he was dying in the car just now, he would have been fooled by his appearance as an elite backbone.

"Mr. Chen." He Wanluo arrived at the reserved hotel ahead of time, and stood waiting at the door of the hotel. As soon as he saw Chen Yiran's Cadillac from afar, he hurried up to meet him.

In Shimeng's impression, this kind of small boss is a middle-aged man with fat head, big ears and greasy face, but unexpectedly found that Chen Yiran's figure is well managed. Although he is over forty years old, he looks physically strong. Healthy and radiant.

"This is Director He, right? Young and promising."

"President Chen, you're welcome, just call me Xiao He." He Wanluo pulled a particularly sincere smile on his face, like a star chasing girl seeing an idol, "I've seen your exclusive interview, the one on Xincheng TV Brother Chen, you are more energetic in real life than on TV—I am younger than you, do you mind if I call you Brother Chen?"

"Of course, of course."

Chen Suiran was coaxed from ear to ear, and before he had a drink, he started calling He Wanluo brothers.

Thousands of wears and thousands of wears, flattery does not wear.Shimeng scoffed in his heart, this sounded obvious flattery coupled with He Wanluo's big sincere eyes, turned out to be a compliment from the bottom of his heart, even though he disdained human beings, Shimeng still admired He Wanluo, this guy always He didn't stop for a moment in the afternoon, and just read all the paper materials and video interviews of Chen Shuai since he made his fortune.

After the two parties stood at the door and exchanged pleasantries, Shi Meng realized that Chen Suiran was following a man in a suit and leather shoes, who couldn't tell the age, and there was a gloomy look in his brows.

"President Chen, who is this?"

This person was silent, as if deliberately suppressing his breath so that no one would notice.In short, it gave Shimeng a bad impression, so she couldn't help asking.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce, this is my assistant Xiao Xu, whose name is Xu Yingzhi."

He Wanluo greeted Xu Yingzhi, and with a smile, let Chen Yiyi and Chen Yili into the box before taking his seat.

Talking about business at the wine table has always been a "fine" tradition of the Chinese nation. After a big meal of wine, it is good to see everyone.While pushing the cups and changing the cups, Chen Yiran and He Wanluo were like friends who have forgotten each other.Picking up the excuse of being allergic to alcohol, she sits on the sidelines and watches coldly. She finds that there is Xu Yingzhi who comes with Chen Xunxuan just like her. He seems not interested in what the two of them are talking about at the wine table. In the position, sometimes he looked at He Wanluo, sometimes frowning in thought.

After drinking for three rounds, compared to Chen Yiran, who was blushing from drinking, He Wanluo seemed to be fine, and calmly cast a glance at Shimeng, implying that it was done.Picking up the dream, he hurriedly took out the contract and handed it to Chen Shuran. Sure enough, he signed it with a swipe of a pen without even looking at it.He Wanluo quickly put away the contract, made a victory gesture under the table, and had a few drinks with Chen casually. The wine on the table was almost bottomed out before they were ready to leave.

He Wanluo and Shimeng sent Chen Suiyi to the door. Chen Suiyi seemed to be really drunk, and kept pulling He Wanluo, yelling at each other, and invited He Wanluo to visit their company when he was free. He Wanluo was not in a hurry , Responded one by one, and stood at the door of the hotel chatting for a long time before sending Chen casually away.

He Wanluo stood still until Chen Shunran's car drove away and disappeared into the night.

"Everyone is gone, why are you still standing?"

Shimeng He Wanluo remained motionless, and stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder.It's okay if you don't shoot, but with this shoot, He Wanluo seemed to lose his support and fell to the ground.

"Hello... Arlo?"

Shimeng pushed him and remained motionless.It turned out that the sobriety he seemed just now was all trying to hold on. Although he had heard that this person was a well-known workaholic, sooner or later he would not be able to bear such abuse.

If... Shi Meng suddenly thought, if he was gone, would Jing Ling fall in love with her?

This thought flashed across briefly, but it took root in my heart like a seed. If God knows how to let He Wanluo disappear tonight, no one will know that she did it, then maybe Jing Ling will turn her head and see herself .

"Alo..."

Jing Ling came out from nowhere, Shimeng was startled, and before she had time to react, Jing Ling had already lifted He Wanluo who was lying on the ground.

"Jing Ling, why are you here?"

"Don't come to peek into my dream again, and don't have any thoughts about him." Jing Ling's eyes were colder than the ice and snow in the past three winters, "Otherwise, I will never let you go forever."

Shimeng was startled, Jing Ling seemed to be able to see through the dirty thoughts that came to her just at that moment.Although she is a monster, she has always been a kind monster. She only relies on the nightmare of eating people to improve her cultivation. She has never thought of harming others. She despises herself like this now.

But she was impatient with Jing Ling's unceremonious warning.Although Jing Ling in my impression is cold and repulsive, she has never spoken to her in such a tone.From the moment he saw He Wanluo, there was no one else in his eyes. Shimeng heard a voice in his heart, like a fragrant flower blooming in the abyss of hell, dangerous but alluring, constantly bewitching her to fall... into the darkness she despises.

Jing Ling could sense He Wanluo's aura. From the moment He Wanluo moved away, he couldn't hold back his thoughts, and followed He Wanluo from such a distance.He thought that he could survive the past few thousand years, and that the worst in the future would be to go back to the past, but he underestimated the pain of gaining and losing again.

There are seven sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness, and death, resentment and hatred, separation of love, and nothing you can ask for.

He is not a human being, but he has experienced the seven sufferings in just a few days.

The person in his arms moved, smacked his lips, and let out a mouthful of alcohol.Jing Ling frowned. In such a cold weather, he was afraid that He Wanluo would catch a cold if he fell asleep like this, so he opened a room at the nearby hotel.

After Jing Ling entered the hotel room with He Wanluo, she was taken aback.Suddenly he understood why the downstairs waiter looked at the two of them with ambiguous eyes.

The layout of this hotel...

The light is a dim, ambiguous warm red, and a bright red gauze curtain is hung on the round bed.As soon as you plug in the room card and bring your own HIFI, you start playing jazz. On the other side of the room is a huge round bathtub that can accommodate two people. The bathtub has already been filled with warm water, and it is even covered with crimson. rose petals.

This is obviously a love hotel!

Thinking of the way the waiter looked at the two of them, Jing Ling's face became hot unconsciously.

"Jing... Brother Jing? Why are you here?"

The person in his arms suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was not sure that the person in front of him was really Jing Ling, he suddenly took a closer look, and then stretched out his hand to poke his face, only then was he sure that Jing Ling was really by his side.

"you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk." He Wanluo didn't know where the strength came from, broke away from Jing Ling, and staggered around the room, "Look, I can still walk."

"Be careful--"

He Wanluo didn't wake up from the wine last night, and drank a lot today. He barely took a few steps to support himself. Just after he stumbled a few steps, he bumped into the edge of the bathtub in a daze. in the bathtub.Jing Ling hurried over and wanted to reach out to pull him, but He Wanluo tripped unexpectedly, reached out in a hurry, and was grabbing Jing Ling's collar, this fall pulled Jing Ling together with great force, and pulled him into the bathtub.

Jing Ling is on top, He Wanluo is on the bottom.The tug just now undid two buttons on Jing Ling's chest. At this moment, Jing Ling and He Wanluo were lying in the bathtub in such a wet and ambiguous posture. The breath sprayed on Jing Ling's face in bursts, making people's hearts itch. Jing Ling's face turned red instantly, more like a drunk person than the drunk He Wanluo.

After a short while like this, Jing Ling felt something was wrong, and tried to get up while supporting the bathtub.

The next moment, the person in the bathtub stretched out his arms and hugged Jing Ling's waist tightly, and with another hook, he fell back into He Wanluo's arms again.He Wanluo was soaked all over, and she pressed tightly against Jing Ling.Jing Ling felt He Wanluo's body temperature transmitted to him through the thin shirt, which was the temperature he longed for even in his dreams.

"Brother Jing...Brother Jing."

The people in the water didn't know how awake they were, and kept murmuring Jing Ling's name. The deep voice was pleasant and charming, destroying Jing Ling's psychological defense line one by one.

He Wanluo felt Jing Ling's struggle, but he didn't intend to let go. He held Jing Ling's hand a little harder, his eyes were slightly closed, and his lips were gently pressed against Jing Ling's.This kiss was long and gentle.His lips were thin, soft and warm, Jing Ling's body froze, her mind went blank for a moment, and she began to respond almost instinctively.

Compared to He Wanluo's tenderness, Jing Ling's kiss was filled with almost desperate enthusiasm, turning passive into active, kissing He Wanluo fiercely, releasing the feelings that had been suppressed for nearly a thousand years in this kiss.At this moment, he wanted to ignore it and indulge in this kiss for eternity.

After receiving the response, He Wanluo's breathing gradually became short of breath, and she reached out to unbutton Jingling's clothes, but couldn't untie it for a long time.His good temper was exhausted, and finally he couldn't help but force, Jing Ling's thin shirt was torn apart abruptly, and He Wanluo's fingers touched Jing Ling's chest, along the chest and lower abdomen, all the way down.

Every time his finger touched a place, Jing Ling felt that the skin in that place was burning hot, so hot that it almost burned.He Wanluo stroked his hands from his chest to his back, and stretched his straight spine down into his pants.

Jing Ling's movements froze, and suddenly all the passion disappeared like a tide receding, and her mind came to her senses.

What the hell is he doing?

Feeling the stagnation of the person in his arms, He Wanluo straightened up and stuck it up to continue, but Jing Ling woke up completely, pushed He Wanluo away, a faint blue light appeared between her fingers, and under the urging of the blue light After a while, He Wanluo, who had little consciousness left, finally fell into a deep sleep.

Jing Ling picked up He Wanluo horizontally, helped him wipe his hair and changed his clothes, lay flat on the bed and covered him with the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed and watched for a long time before leaving.

One night is enough.Jing Ling secretly told herself that on this night, all his years of anticipation and waiting had paid off, and he shouldn't ask for more.

It was late at night in the new city, shopping malls and small shops closed one after another, the bustling city gradually quieted down, only the street lamps were still dedicated to brightly illuminate the new city.