Flash Marriage President, don't move

Chapter 1 We Are Over

In T City's most exclusive nightclub "Drunk Girl", the saxophone music is melodious and ambiguous.

At the bar, Yu Jingxi, who had just put down the empty beer bottle, picked up the last bottle of beer in the beer keg the next second: "Um..." and drank it down again.

The beer rushed down her throat, and her eyebrows were completely tied together.

His gaze was clearly looking at the beer bottle that was gradually bottoming out, but the scene of Bai Youheng and Yu Ningqin's lingering affair flashed in front of his eyes, it was very eye-catching!
"Jingxi, we are not suitable, let's end here!" This sentence kept flashing in her mind, and the impact made her temple ache.

"Heh...it's not suitable for me, but for Yu Ningqin?"

Thinking of her boyfriend who has been in love for five years with her younger sister, Yu Jingxi felt as if she was stripped naked and then slapped wildly, she was ashamed to the bone.

She smiled drunkenly, sad and mocking, her heart ached like being torn apart.

"Bang!" Putting down the empty wine bottle, she picked up the white mobile phone at hand, and swiped the ** received half an hour without giving up.

Red fruit, kisses, lingering...

"Bastard!" roared angrily, and she vigorously threw away the dirty and disgusting mobile phone - Ru!

When his sight touched a white object flying towards him, Song Zeyuan instinctively stopped, his eyes narrowed, his long arms stretched out, and he accurately grabbed the object in his hand.

This man in a long black coat suddenly became the focus. He was handsome, tough and dignified. His aloof and abstinent aura suddenly froze the ambiguity that was gradually heating up in the hall.

Seeing that it was a white mobile phone, he slowed down his expression and turned to look in the direction the mobile phone was coming from. The drunken woman whose face was redder than a cherry gave him a white look, and he raised his eyebrows.

The brain reacted quickly - they didn't know each other!
"Men are all the same!" With a sad and contemptuous tone, Yu Jingxi explained the doubts on the face of the cold and noble man in front of her. Yu Jingxi turned and left her seat, and stumbled towards the front desk.

Song Zeyuan turned his face and glanced coldly at the other person's embarrassed back, turned his face back, and threw the white mobile phone in his hand into the trash can opposite him in the next second, and then walked towards his special elevator.

He can't be bothered with a drunkard!
"Miss Yu, here is your room card, please take it well!"

"En!" Taking the room card handed over by the front desk, Yu Jingxi nodded woodenly, turned around and walked towards the stairs with floating steps.

Splitting headache.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally reached the fifth floor. She leaned against the wall and walked forward, her feet were so weak that she felt like vomiting...

A burst of nausea rushed into her throat, while she raised her hand to cover her mouth, Yu Jingxi subconsciously stretched out her hand and pushed open the door next to her, rushing in.

"vomit--"

Unable to bear it, she let go of her hand and vomited forward.

Hearing the sound, Song Zeyuan closed his eyes, his face was as cold as ice, his thin lips were pursed into a thin line, his right hand was clenched into a fist, resisting the urge to swing over, and the word popped out between his lips and teeth: "Get out!"

He has a cleanliness, a serious cleanliness!
The thought of the dirt on his shirt made him want to fly into a rage, and his face was as tight as ice.

After vomited out, Yu Jingxi, who was finally comfortable, heard the sound, raised her face, her eyes touched an impeccably handsome face, she couldn't help blinking slowly, her eyes were hazy and clear, clear and hazy.

Song Zeyuan lowered his eyes, and met Yu Jingxi's curious and stupid gaze: "Get out immediately, or I will throw you out!" His tone was ruthless.

"Hey..." Thinking that she seemed to have met a handsome guy, but she was not sure, Yu Jingxi raised her hand and touched Song Zeyuan's face, but the other party grabbed her wrist tightly.

"It seems that you really don't know good from bad!"

Song Zeyuan pursed his lips, and was about to pick up Yu Jingxi and throw him out of the door, but Yu Jingxi suddenly lowered her head into his arms, frowned and murmured: "Bai Youheng...you are an out-and-out bastard...a big bastard !"

"..." Hearing the familiar name, Song Zeyuan paused his movements and raised his eyebrows: "Bai Youheng?"

The neck was wrapped around the opponent's arm, Song Zeyuan came back to his senses and lowered his eyes.

When his lips touched something cool and soft, he froze for a moment.

"Well……"

Lightly pecked the other party's lips, the tip of her tongue was stained with the aroma of red wine brought by the other party, Yu Jingxi accidentally pried open the other party's lips.

The technique is so young and blunt, but it carries an irresistible charm.

"..."

Yu Jingxi's youthful slap miraculously caused Song Zeyuan's usual clear thoughts to gradually collapse. Seeing Yu Jingxi close his blurred eyes, his frowning brows tightened suddenly.

What is this woman doing?What is he doing again?
The smell of beer surged into his breath, and he raised his hand to push away the clingy drunk, but Yu Jingxi clung to him, hanging on him like a koala.

The picture of Bai Youheng and Yu Ningqin's lingering had been imagined in her mind, Yu Jingxi forced herself to open herself as if she was playing revenge with Bai Youheng, and her little hand boldly touched Song Zeyuan's chest.

"Hiss!" A cat's paw scratched his whole body, Song Zeyuan let go of Yu Jingxi's lips, raised his face and let out a soft hiss, and there was a clear and unexpected reaction somewhere.

Looking down at the little woman in his arms who was getting more and more restless, his deep eyes became hoarse,
"Well...it's so dirty here..." Touching the vomit on the other party's shirt, Yu Jingxi frowned, raised her eyes to look at Song Zeyuan's shockingly beautiful face, her eyes were pitiful and pitiful.

"Go wash it up..."

Song Zeyuan swallowed his Adam's apple, inexplicably thirsty.

(End of this chapter)