Chapter 219 (1/2)

All the noise in the box was gone, leaving only a mess. All kinds of expensive wine bottles were basically empty and piled in all corners of the box.

Ling Han was a little intoxicated. He closed his eyes without any lethality. He looked very gentle.

Yin Guoguo leaned on his chest and couldn't help taking a deep breath, feeling the gentle breath that belonged to this man. She had never expected such a man to look up at herself before, but God gave her the opportunity, so she naturally wanted to take it well.

Her slender fingers ran across the man's neck and let his bow tie loose. Her breath was a little short. There was a smile in the corner of her mouth. One hand swam down his chest. When she touched the belt buckle, she felt a little nervous.

It's not the first time that she has been in this circle for so many years, but her heart beat faster and her fingers began to tremble.

”Bata” sound, the belt buckle slipped, she climbed his chest, straddled his legs, buried in his shoulder socket, murmured, ”cold... Let Guoguo take good care of you, you will like it.”

The body's heat and heat can't help but feel cold everywhere. He suddenly turns it on the wide sofa, just to go deep, and suddenly smell a strong perfume smell, so that he can suddenly wake up, and suddenly open his eyes and see the woman under his body.

He had a thrill in his mind. He quickly pushed away the woman's arm that climbed up his neck and turned over.

Action at one go, without the slightest drag.

Yin Guoguo's body suddenly lightened, and she was stunned. She held the sofa and sat up straight, ”what's the matter with Mr. Ling?”

Ling Han frowned, ”it's late. I should go.”

Hearing the words, Yin Guoguo was in a panic and sat up in a hurry. He reached for Linghan,

”Guoguo will go with you.”

Ling Han avoided her hand, and his eyes were unabashed disgust, ”no, I don't want to get dressed and go out again tomorrow.”

With these words, he decided to leave without looking at her again.

Not long after Linghan left, the box door was pushed open by a green hand. After seeing the woman on the sofa who was dressing up, Sheng Enron's eyes were cold. ”Are you Yin Guoguo?”

Yin Guoguo was stunned by the familiar voice, and he was wearing his coat. He looked up and saw a figure in a cap, with his head down and his face unclear.

”Who are you?”

She looked puzzled.