Quick Wear: The fishing beauty counterattacks and rises to the top

Wen Shiyun was caught in the middle, her face flushed with anxiety. She took the glass of wine helplessly, gritted her teeth, raised her head and drank it, then mustered up the courage to push away the man who was blocking her way.

"I've already drunk it, so I'll leave first. My friend is waiting for me over there."

In panic, she pointed in a random direction, and when she looked up, she met the man's slightly brown pupils. She was stunned for a moment, and her raised hand dropped slightly. Song Liren's big palm just happened to wrap around her falling white wrist, and pulled her behind him.

The effect of the drug began to take effect, and it seemed as if the strength in my body was slowly being drained away, and my head felt a little dizzy.

Following the man's strength, she weakly rested her forehead against his back, using the force to prevent herself from sliding down.

"Why, you want to snatch someone away from me?"

Song Liren's lazy voice is low but extremely penetrating and oppressive, expressing absolute control and confidence.

He usually doesn't wear glasses when he goes out to get together at night. The oppressive feeling of the man's brown eyes is directed directly at the two men opposite with bad intentions, but he also has a bit of nonchalantness.

Ning Yuzhi stood behind Xu Yuanming and looked at Wen Shiyun leaning on Song Liren's back, with a hint of jealousy in her eyes.

Why should she?

Even today, she was able to enter Song Liren's circle because of her relationship with Xu Yuanming. Otherwise, the man would not even look at other women on a normal day.

She had planned everything, but it was all ruined by Wen Shiyun.

Given the man's casual and relaxed personality, why would he choose to do such a heroic thing today? She must have secretly seduced him.

She said, why is this woman so obedient and stops looking for Xu Yuanming? It turns out that she has other targets.

She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes following Wen Shiyun all the time. Looking at her delicate appearance leaning against the man, her back teeth were almost broken.

Seeing the beauty's mouth, she was about to lose it. Even though she was a little scared, the man who approached her still gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Who are you to her? If you have the guts, come out and fight. Whoever wins gets to take her away."

"Get out." Song Liren looked down at the woman leaning on him, without even glancing at anyone else.

Xu Yuanming stepped forward, staring at her leaning on the man, then he grabbed her wrist and tried to pull her away.

Wen Shiyun felt the force in her hand pulling her away from the man beside her. Even though her consciousness was a little unclear, she still remembered that she could not leave the man in front of her.

The little hand grabbed the man's arm and held it tightly, and it couldn't be pulled away at once. Song Liren lowered his eyes slightly and saw the woman pouting, with a pitiful look on her face and a red face. There was a little blur in her bright eyes, and she seemed a little unconscious.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then looked at Xu Yuanming's hand, frowning.

"You can't even take care of the woman you brought with you, and now you're eyeing someone else?"

Xu Yuanming had no choice but to let go of his hand, his lips slightly parted, but he didn't say anything.

"I have something to do today. I guess I can't accompany you for the second half. I'm leaving now."

Xu Yuanming didn't know what he was thinking at the moment. He watched Song Liren pick up the woman by the waist, kick the two men who were blocking the way, and then stride away.

The woman who had refused to accept him during the four years of college and who was extremely disgusted by his touching, was now peacefully in his brother's arms.

The woman leaned lazily on the man's chest, her messy hair making her fair face look even more petite and delicate.

The two of them quickly disappeared through the door.

There was an inexplicable pain in his chest, but he had no right or authority to stop anything.

Xu Yuanming pulled his hair irritably, pulled Ning Yuzhi to sit next to him, and began to drink in big gulps with his head tilted back.

Ning Yuzhi looked at him and the curve of her lips could no longer be maintained.

How could this be? Do all of them like that woman so much?

What's so good about her?

Thinking of the moment when the woman was carried away by Song Liren, she couldn't help but ask, "Yuan Ming, will Senior Song Liren come back?"

"When did he become so close to Shiyun?" He could hardly hide his little thoughts.

Xu Yuanming suddenly became impatient. When he heard this question, his already irritable mood instantly exploded. He put the wine glass in his hand back on the table in the booth with a crisp sound.

"What do you mean, I brought you here and you keep asking about another man?"

The impatience and anger in his eyes were not concealed at all, and there was none of the generosity and caution he had shown towards her when he first started coaxing her.

Ning Yuzhi was stunned for a moment, and didn't dare to ask any more questions. She smiled ingratiatingly, and quickly put her arm around the man and coaxed him in a low voice.

Lin Shao, who was standing by, looked at them with some interest in his eyes. He smiled slightly, and while Xu Yuanming was drinking, he stuffed a business card into Ning Yuzhi's hand. His fingertips lightly stroked the woman's palm, which made her feel a little itchy.

Ning Yuzhi curled her fingers slightly, subconsciously hiding the business card behind her back and putting it in her bag...

Song Liren carried her all the way to the front of the car and glanced down at her.

Wen Shiyun looked up at him in a daze, a little unconscious, and happened to meet his deep brown eyes. She reacted a little slowly and began to bury herself in the man's chest with some uneasiness. She only had time to smell the faint smell of smoke on him, which was surprisingly not unpleasant.

A strange, soft touch rushed into his chest, and he could only see the woman's ripe ears exposed.

Song Liren was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his lips and asked in a low voice,

"Are you still conscious?"

As expected, there was no response. He picked up the woman with one hand, opened the car door with the other, and carried her in one go.

In the haze, Wen Shiyun could feel the tight muscles of the man beneath her tense under his exertion, and her heartbeat was disordered as she was surrounded by the man's hormonal scent.

The driver, who had been waiting in the driver's seat for a long time, looked back in surprise and saw his boss carrying a woman into the car. His eyes widened and his mouth formed an O shape.

"Go to Lijiang Hotel." The man looked at the driver with a cold and warning look.

The driver finally realized what was happening and quickly said, "Okay, Mr. Song."

The woman in his arms had a dazed look in her eyes and flushed cheeks. She rubbed her head against the man's palm like a kitten.

Song Liren didn't push her away. He paused his hand and stroked the back of her head with his rough fingertips, just like stroking a kitten at home.

The scent of gardenia on the woman's body mixed with the smell of alcohol enveloped him, making his original half-point drunkenness increase to five or six points.

"I feel dizzy."

Her voice was sweet, and she naturally leaned into his arms and acted coquettishly, and even climbed up his arms and hugged his neck.

Her soft body pressed against him, and the hot breath from her pink lips, stained with alcohol, penetrated his neck.

As soon as Song Liren tried to pull her hand off, the woman under him started sobbing and pretending to cry, being extremely delicate.

His movements froze, and he was in a dilemma, neither pulling nor not pulling.

"Don't leave me." The woman's voice was tender and soft.

Tsk, so delicate and clingy, just like a kitten.