Chapter 207 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the evening clouds (45)

Feng Yansheng ignored the old man's words and quietly looked at the candy lying in his palm, his expression was blank.

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Qiao Ling went to the capital and seemed to have taken on a big business.

This business is very important to Qiao Ling, and it is about promotion.

Moreover, Qiao Ling also wanted to leave this place and calm down. She had hardly ever been on business trips because she couldn't worry about Wen Xien, but now Wen Xien is not as introverted as before, so Qiao Ling is ready to try to leave her.

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Duan Wensen has never stopped. Others say that he is slutty again, but he doesn't know that he is still in this capital, and he is sent to serve the jade man who is so powerful that many powerful and powerful young men cannot afford it.

Duan Wensen doesn't play like those people. He chooses the top ones, the top ones and the most ecstatic ones that go through the entire capital.

He has been through the years in a daze, but there are still people around him. One of these women who is the most heart-wrenching, was protected as a Qinglian that really won the point of being touched by others.

Now this woman is lying on the ground in a slanted state, with her long hair shawl and powder not applied. She holds her hands on Duan Wensen's legs and kneads her eyes.

The room was lit with incense, and Duan Wensen was wearing only a loose silk robe, and he seemed to have fallen asleep with his eyes closed.

He suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "When is it now?"

The woman glanced at the bell in the room and replied softly, "It's nine o'clock."

Duan Wensen's eyes didn't open, but his breathing was longer.

The phone on the table rang, just vibrating, which was already attractive enough in such an environment.

The woman was still lying on the ground, her eyebrows and eyes were not moving, and she seemed particularly well-behaved, and she continued to pinch Duan Wensen's legs with her hands.

If Duan Wensen’s things don’t let you move, you don’t move. If you move, it will go against his will.

Duan Wensen sat up from the long couch, with only a layer of mats on it, all of which were the finest and thinnest reeds. When they lay on it, they were the same as silk, but they were far more precious than the silk.

He reached out and took the cell phone on the table. He seemed to not care about privacy and answered the cell phone in front of the woman.

The person on the phone asked Duan Wensen to go to the bar to play. Duan Wensen thought about it, but he still responded lazily.

He lay down bored and said two words lightly, "Go out."

The woman didn't dare to say a word, and got up and went out quietly.

This is Duan Wensen's usual state recently. At first, it was the same as before. Over time, people around him would feel that his breath was inexplicably exposed.

No one dared to mess with Duan Wensen at this time.

Duan Wensen stretched out his body, closed his eyes, and pulled his thin lips slightly down, which brought a little world-weary smell.

When Duan Wensen came to the bar, everyone was there and they all got excited.

As soon as Duan Wensen came in, they pulled him to the middle of the sofa and sat down. He also became interested in this light and wine.

The people next to them gathered together to chat, and the topic they talked about was nothing more than beautiful and sexy women, expensive and cool sports cars.

Someone mentioned, "If you want to say it's good, I can say that the best one I've ever seen in my life is Jon."

The air is paused.

Someone asked, "Are you talking about that sissy?"

“Yes, yes.”

The man has been away for more than a year, but the influence left has not yet dispersed.

As soon as this topic was opened, it became more and more excessive and more obscene.

Duan Wensen suddenly heard the familiar and unfamiliar name, and he was stunned for a while. He changed his position and lowered his eyelashes and listened carefully to the people next to him.

A face also appeared in his mind. Duan Wensen thought that he might not be able to remember it after so long, but he actually found that he remembered that person clearly.

The man left and there was less fun.

Duan Wensen suddenly felt very annoyed, so he got up and walked out of the box, finding a quiet corridor to smoke.

Several cigarette butts were already thrown under his feet, and Duan Wensen half of his body was hidden in the shadow. He vomited out the last smoke and was about to go to the private room to get the car keys and leave.

Duan Wensen was in one hand with his pocket, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with a lazy evil spirit.

"Okay, OK, the matter will be done soon, and I will be able to rush back in a few days."

The woman was on the phone, her tone was helpless and funny, comforting the person on the other end of the phone.

Maybe the person on the other end of the phone was very quiet, the woman turned on the hands-free, and the corridor was quiet, and it was impossible to hear it when it was far away, and it was very clear when it was close.

Duan Wensen passed by the woman and heard the voice of the man on the phone.

Soft, with a sweet feeling.

Duan Wensen guessed who the person's voice was almost instantly. He stopped and turned his head and looked at the woman behind him.

Qiao Ling comforted Wen Xien, who was clingy, and breathed a sigh of relief. She put her phone in her bag and looked up again and saw that the road in front of her was blocked.

Qiao Ling looked up in confusion and saw a handsome and almost evil boy. He smiled very beautifully, very sunny and without a trace of gloom.

"Hello, I'm lost. Do you know where the v206 box is?" The boy seemed very embarrassed, and he had little tiger teeth when he smiled.

Qiao Ling is not very familiar with this bar, but she looks like a student when she looks like a boy, and she may have gone to such a place because of curiosity.

But seeing that the boy was ignorant of the world, Qiao Ling was not relieved, so he accompanied him to find a waiter and asked him for directions.

Duan Wensen stopped Qiao Ling who wanted to leave. Although he was not very old, he was much taller than his peers. However, because the smile on his face looked particularly friendly, "Thank you sister, otherwise I really don't know when I will find it stupidly."

Qiao Ling also has a good impression of this young man who loves to smile and has a cheerful personality. "No need to thank you, you are still studying at your age."

Duan Wensen touched the tip of his nose, smiled and said nothing.

Qiao Ling sighed, "My brother is about the same age as you. You have to study hard at this age and have time to play in the future."

Looking at the boy who was about the same age as Wen Xien but had a different personality, Qiao Ling couldn't help but say a few more words.

Duan Wensen's eyes darkened quietly. He pretended to be careless and said, "Sister is right, don't you know what your sister is called?"

Qiao Ling didn't care so much, she directly reported her name, "My name is Qiao Ling."

The surname is Qiao.

Duan Wensen read it carefully, inexplicably with another smell. He thought for a while, as if he had thought of something, "Do you have a younger brother named Jon?"

Qiao Ling widened her eyes in surprise, "How do you know?"

Duan Wensen smiled real this time, "Jon and I are high school classmates. We have a good time in high school, but for some reason, she transferred to school later. I don't know where she is now. Are you doing well?"

Speaking of later, he couldn't control himself and became more and more excited, his eyes were burning with unself-consciousness.

Qiao Ling only thought Duan Wensen and Wen Xien had a good relationship, so she looked like this, but at the same time she found it very strange. She didn't think that she could make friends at school with Wen Xien's personality.

Moreover, this young man is wearing big-name and high-end customs, and his temperament is quite different. His family background is not ordinary.

Duan Wensen may have noticed that he was too excited, so he smiled shyly, "Sorry, I'm a little too excited."

Qiao Ling just found it strange and did not doubt Duan Wensen. She said it truthfully and summarized that Wen Xien lived a good life in City M.

Duan Wensen didn't bother him much. He already knew what he wanted to know, so naturally he had no interest in chatting with this woman.

When Duan Wensen returned to the private room again, the people next to him clearly felt that his mood had improved a lot, not as if he was listless and lazy as he was at the beginning.
Chapter completed!