C217 (1/2)

The height, movement and eyes of that man Chu Mengyao only felt that he was the one who was tight in her heart. Thinking of this, she felt a little sad.

She refused him so directly. Why should he do it now?

But the woman is more emotional, this moment, her heart has inexplicable moved. Thinking that he is now somewhere in the capital, she felt that she had a few more feelings in her heart. She didn't feel disgusted when she looked at the steak and red wine.

Suddenly thought of a word, let it be. Since he brought the delicious food, she was starving just now. Why should she blindly refuse? Why can't she get along with delicious food?

Thinking of this, she put on her white fishtail dress and sat down at the table. The white slim style not only shows her figure well, but also highlights her noble and elegant temperament, which looks very beautiful.

she picked up the red wine and was about to open it, but found that the cork had been unscrewed. She poured the red wine into the glass and ate the steak with her head down. Mouthful after mouthful, cup after cup, unconsciously her cheeks were covered with red clouds. Some drunk, she could not help but pick up her glass and said softly, ”Merry Christmas!” Pause for a moment, her lips gently said if the voice of mosquitoes and flies, ”Fu Yi, happy Christmas Eve.”

It's also because there are too many things in her heart. Maybe it's because she is drinking on an empty stomach. Before a bottle of red wine is finished, she is already drunk and lying in front of the table. I don't know when the mobile phone rings. Without looking at it, she connected, ”hello.”

”Happy Christmas Eve, Mengyao.” AI Ting's voice.

Chu Mengyao vaguely replied, ”happy!”

”What do you do?” AI Ting is about to shoot the night scene, and now she is on the stone on one side of the scene.

”Tingting, let me tell you something.” Chu Mengyao is so drunk that she stutters.

”Are you drunk?” AI Ting recognized something wrong with her voice and frowned, ”Mengyao, where are you now?”

Chu Mengyao is still lying on the table. Her brain is like paste. When she hears what AI Ting asked, she just says to herself, ”Ting Ting, he actually says that he wants to remarry with me...”

AI Ting frowned. Chu Mengyao didn't speak clearly. She didn't know what she was talking about

”He said he would remarry me!” Chu Mengyao laughs, ”what do you think of me agreeing to his suggestion?”

AI Ting's play at night needs fireworks. When Chu Mengyao says this, fireworks are blooming in the air. AI Ting doesn't understand what she's saying at all. ”What are you talking about?”

Chu Mengyao belched and frowned.

”Mengyao, do you drink a lot?” AI Ting heard Chu Mengyao's words are not clear, brow locked, ”you're going to perform tomorrow, how can you still drink so much, hurry to wake up and have a rest.”

Two people hung up the phone, Chu Mengyao stood up from the table confused, drunk after she felt chest tightness, and staggered to the balcony.

She leaned against the balustrade of the balcony and looked at the gray sky. There was no star. The capital at night may be because of Christmas Eve. It's very busy. The streets are bright and there are fireworks in the distance.

She is dizzy and heavy. Leaning against the railing, she closes her eyes, but I don't know why Fu Yi's figure suddenly intrudes into her mind. She desperately wants to drive him out, but there is no way.

She opened her eyes angrily, but found a familiar figure standing on the balcony next door. Her eyes staring at him, some reaction. Is it true that there are thoughts in the day and dreams in the night? Why does he appear here. ”Happy Christmas Eve, Fu Yi!” she said with a bitter smile

The familiar figure looked at her for a long time, and finally whispered: ”happy Christmas Eve, Mengyao.”

Chu Mengyao belched and patted her head. She didn't even have a problem with her vision, but even her hearing. She closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to make herself more sober, but found that the figure next door was still so clear.

Maybe she's blinded, isn't she?

She rubbed her eyes hard and looked over again.

Fu Yi was still standing on the balcony, looking at her straightly.

Chu Mengyao's brain became blank in this moment, and time seemed to be still in this second. Then she shook her head abruptly and whispered, ”it's definitely an illusion. It must be an illusion.” How much she loves and thinks about that man, she can appear such a real picture out of thin air.

Seeing her confused picture, Fu Yi felt a little distressed and could not help saying softly, ”Mengyao!”

Chu Mengyao was stunned, her hand holding the railings, looking up at him, eyes a little confused.

Fu Yi looked at her white fishtail skirt and outlined her beautiful figure. He couldn't help but feel excited. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. ”Mengyao, you are very beautiful today.”