The happy daily life of routine sea king

Xue Yao took over the conversation: "Sister Xinxin has joined our distant culture now, and it's just a matter of these few days. Anyway, I'm going to celebrate, so I just brought you here to say hello, so you won't be welcome."

Mo Xinxin is 22 years old, one year older than Xue Yao, so it is appropriate to call her sister.

But on the other hand, she entered the industry early, and her fan base is almost the same as that of Xue Yao. It is absolutely impossible for her to obey Xue Yao like other small anchors with no foundation in the company.

Ling Yugui doubted whether the small temple of Yuanwen Culture could afford the big Buddha.

He didn't take Xue Yao's words seriously in his heart, but he still smiled and said, "How is that possible? I welcome you with both hands and feet. I have long felt that the company is prosperous and negative, and finally there are a few more young ladies."

Hearing what he said, Mo Xinxin showed a harmless smile to humans and animals, but her heart was agitated.

She had heard of Ling Yugui before, but she didn't expect that the real person has more temperament than the video, a clean and handsome guy who fits her aesthetics very well, and he is currently in the limelight on "Lui Ying".

Xue Yao has more fans than Ling Yu, but his image is too different from her. He has a down-to-earth funny style, and his style is the same. The audience is almost bored.

Beautiful and handsome men are a theme that never goes out of fashion.

If he catches up with Ling Yugui and shoots a few videos with his partner, he may have a better chance of becoming popular.

After taking her seat, Mo Xinxin took the seat closest to Ling Yugui: "I don't know why, but I always feel that we are destined for each other. Come, let me toast you."

As he spoke, Bai Nen's hand touched the back of Ling Yugui's hand, and he leaned over.

Ling Yugui's nostrils were filled with the smell of perfume from her body, and he hurriedly moved his hand away by taking the wine glass: "As long as you want, just as you want, I can't drink as much as Mr. Xue."

"Really, that's not what Mr. Xue said..."

Mo Xinxin laughed heartily, and patted Ling Yugui's thigh again.

This action was too bold, Ling Yugui choked up, coughed and put down his wine glass.

Across the table, he received Xue Yao's playful wink and a rather "meaningful" gesture, probably thinking that he would have sex tonight.

Ling Yugui curled his lips secretly, he likes beautiful women, but Mo Xinxin doesn't dare to get involved with such things.

Xue Yao looked at him, pointed to his mobile phone, Ling Yugui opened his prestige knowingly, and the other party sent a message:

[Why, I don’t like beautiful women anymore, so it’s possible that the one you picked up really turned me off? 】

[Don't talk nonsense, it's not like you don't know about Mo Xinxin, how dare I provoke her...]

When she had an argument with Clover about the termination of the contract, Mo Xinxin was exposed by the team to have several boyfriends, which ones were not played around by her, and finally said that she did not blame her.

【Well, I thought Xi Yi really chased you down. 】

[You also believe in things on the Internet, Boss Xue, I'm afraid you have been fooling around for so many years. 】

【Okay, okay, I think too much. 】

Ling Yugui didn't quite understand Xue Yao's excessive attention to his relationship with Xiyi. Could it be that boys also have a desire to monopolize their friends?

Before he could figure it out, Mo Xinxin leaned forward again.

Ling Yugui asked himself if she could not reach her level of manipulating people's hearts, and spent the rest of the time carefully coping with it, watching her flirt with herself, and at the same time make a difference among the young people.

Before the meal was finished, several young boys looked at Mo Xinxin with a sense of appreciation, and they all showed their courtesy: "Sister Xinxin, I really like to watch you dance."

"This roasted butter is very delicious, I'll bring you some skewers."

Ling Yugui was worried that Xue Yao would also be killed, but after the whole meal, he felt relieved.

Probably because he had seen it a lot, Xue Yao kept talking about the lively atmosphere, but he didn't really care much about Mo Xinxin, and he had a hot fight with another newcomer, Jiang Yan'er.

If he keeps this attitude, it is expected that Mo Xinxin will not be able to turn the world around.

After the meal, everyone was still unsatisfied, and they clamored to go to the next stall. Xue Yao took the initiative to invite everyone to a famous local bar, and even reserved a large booth.

Lively atmosphere, confused lights, fierce drums...

Ling Yugui was already slightly drunk, and under such circumstances, his head became even more dizzy, so he found a corner to sit down on his own, and fell asleep unknowingly not long after.

Jiang Yan'er poked Xue Yao, and said with a coquettish smile, "Mr. Xue, brother Ling is such a poor drinker, he fell asleep."

"Really?" Xue Yao in the crowd looked up to find Ling Yugui, "I'll go and have a look."

He checked Xia Ling Yugui's condition, and after seeing that he was indeed just asleep, he showed a relieved smile.

Mo Xinxin walked over holding the wine glass: "Yugui is fine, do you want me to send him back?"

Xue Yao glanced at her: "You can't handle it, I'll find someone else to send him off, please watch here."

After Xue Yao left, Mo Xinxin stroked the wine glass and smiled sweetly at the unconscious Ling Yugui.

At night, Ling Yugui tossed and turned on the bed.

Under the influence of alcohol, his consciousness was still asleep in a dream. He kicked the quilt away with one foot, and pinched the corner of the quilt with the other hand instead, uttering a vague raving: "It's too noisy...don't lean on me, Annoying..."

"... Being played by you every day, is there anyone worse than me..."

"I won't give workers... wages if I continue to do the trick!"

"Yes, yes, no, no salary..."

The figure beside the bed was covering him with a quilt, and he paused slightly when he heard this: "Salary, are you talking about me..."

Xi kept getting up, and there was a flash of car lights outside the window, and a night elf-like face showed a smile locking on its prey.

The next moment, the room returned to darkness, and Xi walked out of the bedroom expressionlessly and sat on the sofa.

On the armrest was the clothes that Ling Yugui wore when he went out just now, and a vaguely feminine fragrance emanated from it.

Xi Yi's originally indifferent expression became a little colder, his nose moved slightly, and he raised his hand to pull off his clothes: "Musk and rose...the taste is too bad."

With his movements, a complete lipstick mark on the collar was exposed.

Xi must have looked at it for a while, and sneered: "I didn't even touch my face, and I spent my mind on such a place, should I say it's naive or stupid..."