I conquered the entertainment industry

Chapter 119
This is not the first time Qin Ye has seen Jun Moting after taking a bath.

However, never has it been more intuitive than this time!

Qin Ye didn't know where to put his eyes.

closed?

Isn't it strange that she sat up and closed her eyes?

lie down?

It's a bit of an understatement.

However, the wardrobe is still by her side.

So, Qin Ye watched Jun Moting stand in front of her, as if nothing had happened, he took out his trousers, shirt, belt and cufflinks.

In front of her, there was a complete undressing, no, a dressing show.

"I'm not coming back, you go to bed quickly."

After getting dressed, Jun Moting left without looking back.

He looked in a hurry, as if he was going to an important appointment.

Qin Ye's face became hot after he realized it.

What the hell did she do just now?
Without turning around or closing your eyes, just staring helplessly at Jun Moting getting dressed?

Oh my God!
In the darkness, Qin Ye slapped the pillow hard a few times, trying to wake himself up and stop doing similar stupid things again.

Jun Mo Ting, who drove out of Mojing Villa, was almost catching up with the plane.

His face was even darker, as if it was about to drip ink.

More than ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of the magnificent nightclub.

He didn't even bother to close the car door, he threw the key in the hands of the parking attendant, and Jun Moting strode up to the top floor.

Outside the door of 8888's exclusive private room, two bodyguards in black with respectful faces stood on both sides like door gods.

Seeing Jun Moting, Qiqi pushed the door open.

The private room was dark and quiet.

The neon lights of the city shine in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a dark figure sitting in the corner of the sofa can be seen.

"Brother Ting..."

Hei Ying stood up and looked at Jun Moting.

With his eyes narrowed, Jun Moting raised his hand and unbuttoned his cuff buttons.

Kankan walked up to the black shadow, raised his hand and raised his fist, and swung it fiercely.

"Brother, I was wrong..."

Leng Jun caught Jun Moting's punch, and the opponent's leg had already kicked him.

A fight is imminent.

Bang, boom, click...

The tea table was smashed and the wine cabinet was overturned.

Wine bottles fell to the ground one after another.

In just a few minutes, the originally restrained and luxurious room was already a mess.

The fighting in the private room gradually stopped.

Looking at Leng Jun who was crawling at his feet, Jun Moting had a cold face, "Leng Jun, Captain Leng, you fucking look in the mirror and see what you look like now."

The captain of the "Lone Eagle" brigade who once terrified the enemy, now, he can't even pass ten moves under his command.

All the heartache turned into ruthlessness, Jun Moting squatted down, and said in a cold voice, "To see your daughter?"

There was a gleam in his dead eyes, and he grabbed Jun Moting's arm sternly, "Brother Ting, can you let me see her?"

"One look, even one look."

Thinking of himself and Tang Xiaoyun having a daughter, Leng Jun felt that the heart that would not beat since Tang Xiaoyun's death seemed to have vitality again.

"cannot!"

Jun Moting resolutely rebuffed, "When will you look like a human being? When will you come again?"

After giving Leng Jun a cold look, Jun Moting got up and left.

When he reached the door, Jun Moting paused, without turning his head, he said, "However, you have to hurry up. Congenital heart disease, you might die someday."

"Look back, don't say that I don't care about the past friendship."

After finishing speaking, Jun Moting strode away.

After a brief silence, there was a low growl like a trapped beast struggling in the private room.

(End of this chapter)