Jiang Wei struggled hard and found that she could not break away from the other's control. She squinted and smacked at the person who blocked her, and opened her mouth. The tone was obviously unpleasant: "You are sick." Are you busy?"

The last "thing" word, she has not said it yet, the person holding her wrist, the arm slammed hard, and unprepared her, he slammed out.

Drunk Jiang Yan, the whole person is soft, with the huge strength, and then back and forth several steps, until the back hit a hard table corner, only barely stopped, the heart of the back The bitter pain caused Jiang’s legs to tremble, and the whole man fell on the ground with a whim.

Jiang Wei wore a super-short-skirt, so she sat on the ground and walked away for more than half. She couldn’t take care of the sights that so many people around me, and squatted on the back, and took a few mouthfuls of air.

Regardless of the confusion of Jiang’s drunkenness, she was completely awake at this time with such a shock. After waiting for the pain to ease a little, she looked up and looked at the person holding her wrist.

Actually it was... Lu Bancheng, who had just returned to China a while ago... Xu warmth seems to have nothing to do with him. How could he intervene to take care of her?

On the occasion of Jiang Yu’s doubts, Lu Bancheng had quickly taken off his suit jacket and walked to the warmth of the stagnation.

When he reached out and draped her clothes, her whole person took a step back and reacted to the step behind her, so that the Luchengcheng reacted quickly and pulled her wrist.

His touch made her whole person panic and wrestled, and her hands waved wildly. Lu and half did not dare to let go of her, fearing that she accidentally rolled down the dance floor behind her and pulled her slightly in front of her. Wrap the clothes on her and cover her broken sweater. Then she grabbed her shoulders, bent over, pointed her eyes, and said to the warmth of the warmth that still hadn’t shook back. Don't be afraid, nothing, it's okay..."

Xu warmth is like not hearing his words, his eyes are very sharp.

Lu Bancheng looked at her like this, and some of her distressed breath could not breathe. He raised his hand subconsciously, tried to touch her hair, calm her, and made her look like something terrible. Opened his mouth and bit his hand.

Her strength was great. The painful eyebrows of Luchengcheng moved slightly, but she did not break free. She just let her bite until he felt the strength of her teeth gradually turned smaller, and then opened his mouth again. The temperature was soft and delicate: Warm, you see, it’s me, not just those people...”

Hearing his words, he felt that she was still biting the teeth of his hand and trembled gently. She seemed to be thinking about his words, whether it was illusory or real. After a little while, she raised her eyelids. Carefully looked at him.

Lu Bancheng touched her eyes. It was originally because of the cold eyebrows that Jiang Wei had just dealt with her scene, and immediately softened into the warmest painting of the time. The lips also raised slightly, and she burst into a warm smile.

She stared at his smile, and the dark eyes looked motionless for a while, then slowly removed the mouth from his hand.

He watched her loose, and then lifted her fingertips, gently touched her hair, and opened her mouth to her voice softly and asked: "Warm, I am taking you home now, okay? it is good?"