This Damned Sweetness

Fu Li was a little confused about Jiang Fang's temper.

She and Jiang Fang first met at a banquet. With her family conditions, she could not reach such a banquet because she majored in a minor language and had outstanding grades. She was matched by the teachers of the college and took a job to make extra money. She went to work as an interpreter for a foreign guest. He knows.

Later, Jiang Fang asked her to be her female companion. She regarded this as the same nature of making extra money. Of course, she felt that the money she earned could be at her disposal, but she knew that he would use the money to make money because of her... No, To pursue true love, I turned my face with her.

After Jiang Fang turned her face with her, she thought he liked her, but afterwards heard him tell others: "Hey, there are so many sisters at hand, can you like such a yellow-haired girl?"

Others asked: "Then why are you angry? Are you short of this money?"

Jiang Fang replied: "The money I gave her was taken by her to raise a little white face. Where can I put my face?"

Fu Li came to a conclusion now: it was just because of face.

But now Jiang Fang questioned her statement, making her confused: Can a face problem be remembered for half a year? And his tone sounds like catching rape. The two have clearly had no contact in the past six months.

Fu Li slowly moved away the hand covering Song Mian's mouth, and was embarrassed, but he smiled as if he saw Jiang Fangchuan's face change in the drama, and followed the sentence just now, "There are so many brothers, you", and teased Song Mian: " Come on, your god-brother came to pick up the people, and my brother-in-law retired."

Song Mian glanced at Fu Li, then looked at Jiang Fang's eyes.

Fu Li swallowed nervously.

Somehow, she felt that the two men seemed to have reached a complicated exchange in silent staring.

After a moment of silence, Song Mian nodded: "Then we'll be separated first."

Fu Li followed Song Mian stiffly to the taxi, looking back at Jiang Fang for a while.

Jiang Fang flicked his fingers together, as if he was paying a gift and saying goodbye.

Song Mian glanced at Fu Li's footsteps, then turned around and said, "Don't you go?"

Fu Lilian said "Oh" twice, and got into the car with him. After the car started, she was still wondering what Jiang Fang meant. When she was absent-minded, she suddenly heard people around him asking gently and gently: "It seems like a brother? "

"..." Fu Li was suddenly awake.

This is the real "catching traitor".

Zhu Li didn't know the drama outside the art gallery.

After Jiang Fang sent Fu Li out, she was also preparing to leave, but before leaving, she received a call from home, asking her if she had upset the Zhou family prince and asked her to apologize.

The news spreads so quickly, I can tell from my toes, it must be a small report from the person involved.

How old is it, and the prince of the Zhou family, come to this elementary school trick?

Zhu Li originally hindered the two companies from having business dealings, and tolerated the calm for a while, but now he really takes a step back and thinks more and more angry.

If you want to apologize, then give him a good one.

She turned back to the banquet hall, took a bottle of red wine, walked to Zhou Jie with a smile, and said: "Zhou, were you angry just now? I'm really sorry, I shouldn't leave you to go with others. I was really uneasy when I left, and the more I thought about it, the more I owed you, so I came back and I will toast you and make a payment."

Opposite Zhou Jiezheng smiled satisfied, suddenly his face felt cold.

The wine in Zhu Li's hand poured over.

The surrounding guests screamed.

Zhu Li was as steady as Mount Tai, and it took only half a second from smiling to sullen face.

She watched the scarlet wine slowly dripping from his forehead down the bridge of his nose, and sneered: "So, Mr. Zhou will feel better, right?"

"You..." Zhou Jie raised his hand, subconsciously what he wanted to do, and after seeing so many people next to him, he put his hand down in midair.

Zhu Li glanced coldly at his hand that seemed to want to slap her, and turned to leave with high heels.

She splashed this wine so well, she walked smoothly, but she had endless troubles. After leaving the North City Art Museum and getting in the car, my home phone came in one by one.

Her father's, her uncle's, her uncle's, her brother's...

She hung up one call after another, and one of them accidentally slipped through. Before putting the phone to her ear, she heard a crackling scream in the receiver.

This is still the effect of not turning on the speakers.

Having had enough, Zhu Li put his mobile phone in the car and called the driver to stop. After getting off the car, he took a taxi to Yujinfang again, walked into the muse, and let people drink.

Unexpectedly, a familiar male voice came from the deck next door: "Zhu Li?"

Zhu Li turned her head and saw Jiang Fang, like her, occupying a circle of stalls alone, with a row of whiskey in front of him, which was already empty.

She was stunned: "Oh, Boss Jiang, I didn't send it to my sister. Come here alone to seduce her sorrows by drinking?"

Zhu Li on the left and right witnessed his tragic situation just now, and Jiang Fang did not deny: "Then Xiao Zhu always has no brother to send him away, alone here to buy drunk?"

Zhu Li sneered: "Wrong, I am too much brother."

"You also have a good brother?" Jiang Fang tapped his knuckles on the coffee table in front of him, "Come on, talk to me about what you were thinking about when your women were called'brothers'."

"No time." Zhu Li smiled slightly, and gestured to the waiter next to him, "Let's have a drink."

"I invite you to drink, how much do you want to drink tonight, I'm all inclusive, you come over to me." Jiang Fang greeted.

Zhu Li was unmoved: "I'm sorry, I'm not short of money."

"Is that lack of companionship?" Jiang Fang suggested, "Anyway, it's all about drinking. Two people are better than one, right?"

Zhu Li glanced at him from a distance.

She used to have conflicts with her family, and she did often go to accompany him to chat and drink, and the object was Xu Qiao, who also loved to drink.

But obviously not tonight. At this time, Cheng Lang is celebrating Xu Qiao's birthday.

She thought for a while, learned his gesture just now, and tapped her knuckles on the coffee table: "Then come here."

"Is there a difference?" Jiang Fang raised his eyebrows.

"When I go over, I will give you a chat, come here, and you will give me a chat, understand?"

Jiang Fang laughed, loosened his bow tie, nodded, got up and sat down on the opposite side: "Okay, give you this face, let's talk."

"Say what?"

"Your good brothers."

Zhu Li looked at him disgustingly: "You have to have foreplay when you go to bed, so what do you say without a drink?"

"..." Is this mouth quite spicy?

Jiang Fang picked up the cup and put it in front of her: "Drink and be full."

Zhu Li took three cups in one breath, watching him leaning on the sofa motionless, and glancing at him: "It's not nice to drink dry. Since you are here as a chat, you can add some fun."

"?"

Zhu Li pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled very naturally: "When I am unhappy, I like to hear other people say something unhappy, which makes me happy."

Jiang Fangle said, "What can I do to be unhappy?"

"Come on, I have eyes, I can see it." Zhu Li poked his eyes with two fingers, "I like my little sister, why don't you confess?"

He looks good, and he is a rich second generation. The business is doing well. The family relationship is simple. There is no dispute over property. What kind of secret love is Jiang Fang's condition?

"Hey," Jiang Fang didn't pretend, "Isn't this little sister too simple to look at, not too direct, did you want to cook frogs in warm water?"

This sounded familiar, and Cheng Lang seemed to have said it in this place.

But Cheng Lang's attitude is clear at any rate, or Xu Qiao can't conclude that he is interesting to her.

Zhu Li smiled heartlessly: "Then your water is too cold, right? People obviously didn't see that you were interested in her."

Jiang Fangbi made a "stop" gesture: "From now on, it's really gone."

"Men and unmarried women are not married, so they give up? Didn't she also catch that ‘213’?"

Jiang Fang "hissed": "I think it's fast."

"how do you know?"

"I had already left just now, so I came back to pick her up."

"Did you run into it? Then this is the Shura field. Didn't you fight with anyone?"

"Crude." Jiang Fangxu pointed at her, "The gentleman speaks but doesn't do anything. Is Jiang Fang such a crude person?"

Zhu Li shrugged: "Then you just let her go with the man, regardless of whether it is a mule or a horse. Is it reliable? Is the little sister bullied this big night?"

Jiang Fang smiled: "No."

Zhu Li faintly smelled the hidden taste, holding the edge of the coffee table in his hand, approaching the past, curiously said: "It seems to know, who?"

Jiang Fang sighed and didn't seem to want to talk.

"Say," Zhu Li poured him a glass of wine and pushed it over, "When you are finished, I will talk about my good brothers."

Jiang Fang raised his head and took a glass of wine, and said silently: "You may not believe it..."

"Ok?"

"Just tonight, far away in the sky, right in front of you."

"..." Zhu Li was stunned, "Song Mian?"

Jiang Fang didn't speak, and waved to her, motioning her to bring the wine bottle over.

Zhu Li handed the wine over and smiled like a gloat. He looked at her with a gloomy expression, enduring it, but not holding it back, and laughed again.

"Then you have nothing to play." Zhu Li concluded, "It's not a type. It's impossible to tell the outcome. My little sister likes Dr. Song's style."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Fang glanced at her.

Zhu Li probably drank three quick drinks in a row just now. At this moment, he was a little bit up, and he was sitting crookedly, leaning on his forehead and happily: "Talking to the rivals and brothers all night, you are so funny..."

"Almost enough? It's time to say your good brothers."

"My dear brothers," she tilted her head and smiled, "all will cut my money."

"Destroying money is like killing one's parents, so you still call others brother?"

"What should I do if I don't call it?" Zhu Li nodded the position of the wrist, "It's connected to the blood."

Jiang Fang's drinking action was surprised, and he slowly recalled.

Dare to say what she said is not the brother he thought.

The Jiang family has no personal relations with the Zhu family, and this kind of "family ugliness" will not be promoted everywhere, so Jiang Fang doesn't understand Zhu Li's situation, silently, put down the wine glass: "Your hotel..."

"It's up against the family. Isn't it amazing?"

Jiang Fang was speechless for a while.

Zhu Li frowned uncomfortably: "What about you, is it great?"

Jiang Fang observed her expression: "You seem to be drinking too much."

"Just this row, can you put me down, Mr. Zhu?" Zhu Li chuckled, picked up the bottle and poured it into his throat, biting the mouth of the bottle and said vaguely, "I can blow this bottle and you can stand firm. Be sure."

"..."

Jiang Fang is also a rare encounter with such a heroic woman. He stopped and snatched the bottle of wine for a moment: "Okay, I believe it, you don't need to try the wine."

"What do I want you to do? I want to drink." Zhu Li wanted to take the bottle back again.

Jiang Fang stopped her hand: "Can you have a taste?"

"I have no taste?" Zhu Li pointed to his nose and asked.

"A five-figure bottle of wine, you can blow it as three yuan salt soda. This is called taste?" Jiang Fang guessed that her temper would not persuade her, at least let her slow down, and pour her three in the glass. One of them, pushed it over, "Can you drink slowly, Mr. Zhu, resolutely?"

Zhu Li spit out annoyedly, and reluctantly accepted the proposal, toasting: "Come on, have a drink with Xiao Zhu!"

Jiang Fang picked up the wine glass with a headache.

It was the first time Jiang Fang felt that if a woman is crazy about drinking, she can also keep her eyebrows away.

He thought he had a huge amount, but he couldn't resist having a round at the afterparty tonight. Before Zhu Li appeared, he had already emptied two bottles of wine in Muse, and he had another drink with her, and he went on his head.

Jiang Fang felt that Zhu Li was still in the wild when he was drinking to the bottom.

This Yujinfang was in chaos. He was afraid that he would fall first. After a while, Zhu Li would be picked up by someone, so he decided to take her to a clean place while he still had "a breath".

After violently dragging the person away, Jiang Fang hesitated.

He had just been spitting out while drinking, he had already roughly understood the relationship between her and the family, and after deliberation, it was not good to let her go home like this. Contact Xu Qiao, this is the time when nightlife is thriving, and he might be beaten to death by Cheng Lang.

But Zhu Li's mobile phone and ID card are not present, so he can't send it to a hotel.

He thought for a long time at the entrance of the bar, and thought of a good place: Litton Hotel-Zhu Li's own hotel, safe and convenient.

Half an hour later, Jiang Fang sent the people into the suite on the top floor of Li Dun.

Zhu Li splashed all the way, kicked off his high heels when he entered the door, and saw the row of foreign wine in the wine cabinet in the room, and his eyes lit up again.

Jiang Fang had always sent the Buddha to the west, and was about to retreat gloriously. Seeing her look like a hungry wolf rushing for food, he had to go up and stop people, took the key to lock the wine cabinet, and then put the key into his trouser pocket.

"Give me the key! I drink!" Zhu Li kicked his calf.

Jiang Fang avoided half of his strength, and was amused by her embarrassed: "I will take the key away. I will greet the front desk before I leave. No one will give you a backup key or wine. Miss, give up. Right." He smiled and walked out the door.

"Are you **** sick?" Zhu Li chased him over and grabbed him by his arm. "You can control the wine in my own hotel? Return the key to me!"

"Don't be foolish," Jiang Fang put on a defensive posture, "I won't be rough with the girl."

Zhu Li stared at him fiercely, bent down, and reached into his left trouser pocket for a while.

Jiang Fang quietly took the key out of the right trouser pocket, and when Zhu Li fumbled to the right, he put the key into the left trouser pocket again.

Zhu Li's IQ was overwhelmed by alcohol, and seeing him put it in his trouser pocket, he couldn't touch either side, so he went down and unbuckled his belt in a fit of anger.

Jiang Fang's mind was also a little dull under the influence of alcohol. He was stunned for a while, waited until her belt was taken away by her and threw it aside before he reacted, and stopped her from picking his trousers: "What are you doing?"

"Look for the key to drink, why not do you?" Zhu Li glared at him.

What kind of tiger wolf word is this? Jiang Fang laughed away from her hand: "I just drank so much for you? Isn't it enough? Girls drink what they mean, you think you're Wu Song over Jingyanggang?"

"Why girls can only mean meaning, look down on women?"

"When will I..." Jiang Fang was angry and funny, before he had time to explain, his fierce eyes softened and tears overflowed when he saw her face change instantly.

"I look down on women..." When she spoke again, her voice was already in tears.

Jiang Fang was stagnant. He had just heard her talk about so many horrible things at home. Of course, he knew where her feelings of grievance came from.

Although he was really wronged, but at this time, it is not suitable to argue with her about right or wrong.

Jiang Fang raised his hands to express his surrender: "My fault is that I used improper words, but I really didn't mean it." As soon as the voice fell, her trousers were picked off by her.

"Fuck..." Jiang Fang lowered his head, startled.

Zhu Li had already dried up his tears, and pulled his trousers desperately: "You take off my pants!"

Compared with this embarrassment of not taking off, Jiang Fang chose to completely get rid of these pants.

Zhu Li picked up his trousers smoothly, shaking frantically, and the key finally fell out.

She picked up the fruit of victory and knelt down to open the wine cabinet: "Okay, you can roll."

"Miss Zhu," Jiang Fang didn't know whether he was drunk or dizzy because of her anger, and dragged people up from the ground, "I was going to leave just now, you stopped me desperately, now my pants are all off. , You let me go?"

"Otherwise," Zhu Li blinked, "Want to fight before leaving?"

"..."

Get angry, this woman's words of tiger and wolf really make people angry.

Jiang Fang closed his eyes and pressed his painful temple.

Zhu Li laughed: "Then you have to see if you are enough..."

Before she finished saying "Is it qualified", she glanced down inadvertently and stopped abruptly.

Jiang Fang glanced down following her gaze, picked up his trousers and prepared to put them on.

This size is absolutely amazing...Zhu Li looked at him and swallowed.

What the **** is this reaction? Jiang Fang's forehead jumped suddenly, putting on his trousers and bending over to pick up his belt.

Zhu Li didn't drink anymore, and locked his movements all the way.

Jiang Fanghuo felt so passive for the first time in so many years.

When picking up the belt, he suddenly heard Zhu Li say: "It looks like it's qualified."

"..." Jiang Fang narrowed his eyes to look at her, "I am a little bit up now, you speak carefully."

"Men and unmarried women are not married, what are you careful?" Zhu Li leaned against the wall, clasped his chest and watched him buckle his belt, and laughed, "Don't wear it, you have to take it off later."

Jiang Fang frowned, but still buckled the belt: "Are you serious?"

Zhu Li closed his eyes and shook his head, as if to make sure it was true.

A few seconds later, she opened her eyes again: "Really."

Jiang Fang stared at her: "You are drunk."

"It might be a little bit." She stepped forward, got close to him, and poked his shoulder with her index finger.

In midsummer August, she had a thin skirt on her body, so it was hard not to feel anything.

"But I know who you are. Longxin Technology's young boss Jiang, Jiang Fang, is that enough?" Zhu Li smiled, "Two frustrated single men and women happen to solve each other's physical needs. Don't be too clear. ."

Jiang Fang stared at her, his Adam's apple moved lightly.

"Will you come, President Jiang?"

The author has something to say: 　　·Let President Jiang carry the waistband for the New Year.

·Farewell today. See you next year.