Chapter 25
The bearer is Su Jinghuan.
The singer’s eyes flashed unexpectedly and then the tone was surprisingly calm.
Su Jinghuan stood at the door, pressing her lip angle, and her eyes passed by her inch by inch, and finally stayed at the blue wound on her forehead, and her eyes became dark.
"Manager Su, what can I do for you?"
The high song sounded in my ear again.
Su Jinghuan paused to look at her eyes.
Singing with calm eyes can be said to be clear, in which he did not see a trace of frustration and cowardice.
He is very familiar with this kind of eyes, which attracted his attention four years ago.
After all these years, everything has changed. How can she still show such eyes?
"is this your disguise?" Su Jinghuan pulled a corner of his mouth. "How many people have you cheated like this?"
Sing Zheng and sip tight lips "Su Zong, you are drunk"
Su Jinghuan’s cheeks are red with wine, and his eyes are bloodshot. It is obvious that he has drunk wine.
Hearing her words, Su Jinghuan pulled the corners of her mouth strangely and said, "Yes, I dare to come to you when I am drunk!"
As he spoke, he suddenly buckled her wrist and pulled her over against the wall to pick her up.
"What don’t wait for me to come back? What, you can be so calm about another relationship? Are you lying to me when you say you love me and you want to marry me? How can you sing? How dare you … I know you are such a heartless woman, but I still can’t help singing. Give me my heart back. "
His voice was trembling slightly, and his hoarse voice was ridiculous. Every word seemed to be singing his heart with a knife.
This fragility helped Su Jinghuan let her guilt and remorse spread like a flood.
The nose is sour and the fundus is hot. She doesn’t face slightly to suppress her emotions for a long time before saying, "Sue, you’re drunk. I’ll call someone to pick you up-well-"
Words didn’t say that finish Su Jinghuan directly leaned over and kissed her lips deeply.
A strong smell of wine gushed out from the other person’s breath, singing and wrinkling, dodging Su Jinghuan’s efforts to buckle the back of her head and make her unable to move.
His lips are cold and stiff, without a trace of temperature movement, but they are blazing.
He held her in his arms and let her sing for a moment. The other person wanted to rub her into his body.
"Song …"
He held her face and whispered softly, which made people feel distressed.
Singing raised his eyes and his eyes were red.
She slowly stretched out her hand to cover Su Jinghuan’s face, but she paused for a long time before touching it before saying "Su Jinghuan"
She cal his name.
He seldom heard her call him that, and even when he was drunk, he woke him up briefly.
Sing a song, sip your lips for a long time and say softly, "I love someone else."
Su Jinghuan zheng hands trembling.
Gao Ge took a deep breath and looked up at him. "I adore Yun Ze, not keeping him, not involving interests. I simply love this person, Su Jinghuan. I don’t love you anymore."
When I said these words, I sang loudly and my face was as calm as a stagnant water, but every sentence poked Su Jinghuan’s heart.
His hand slipped slowly from her shoulder, staggered back two steps and smiled strangely. "You’re lying. I don’t believe it …"
Gao Ge didn’t speak again. Su Jinghuan is now on the verge of emotional collapse. If she is a little more cruel, she will directly push him into the abyss.
Sing, you’re really not a thing