Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

At night, the wind by the river was a bit cool, and the tide splashed on the shore and made a sound. The teenagers in their teens experienced what it was like to be an adult on the day they turned eighteen, and they were so drunk that they couldn't find their way.

Even the girl who is used to being reserved and calm was rarely indulged, she leaned on the boy's shoulder with her blushing face.

Shen Lingxiao held his breath and looked down at her. From the slightly trembling long eyelashes to the slightly undulating small nose tip, he felt that the strokes between the brows and eyebrows had been deeply imprinted in his heart unconsciously.

"Without parents, have you lived a very hard life these years?" He couldn't help asking softly, his alcohol-smelling breath stroked the girl's hair, and dissipated in the air with the wind blowing from the river, bringing He let out a shallow sigh.

A person's success and excellence are never innate, the greater the ability, the more sweat he bears. Every bit of indifference and calmness in the girl's body must be a miracle that can only be created after thousands of trials.

It was also because of this that Shen Lingxiao couldn't bear the pity, so that later on, this emotion changed and became a sweet and bitter forbidden fruit. He carefully wrapped the girl into his arms, as if holding a A cherished gift that you want to hug but dare not touch.

Until the sound of steady footsteps came from behind, and the sound of the wind was mixed with frost and snow, and before he could react, Shen Lingxiao's arms were already empty.

The tall man was silent and cold, like a towering iceberg exuding an astonishing sense of oppression.

Such a machine-like man who seemed to have no emotion made the drunken girl automatically and consciously snuggle deeper into his arms, murmuring indistinctly, "Feng Yan, I'm cold."

The few fluttering words were blown away by the night wind, and they were almost inaudible, but the person who came suddenly calmed down his icy and piercing breath, and hugged him with his hands, even the corners of his eyes and brows were incredulous. The angle softened.

"Let's go home." He whispered to the person in his arms. He didn't move until the latter nodded, and walked to the jeep across the road. He didn't know how long he had been waiting there before.

He seems to be indifferent to everything, only caring about the frail girl in his arms, and his meticulous care is enough for people to see the rare and precious warmth in it.

Strong and silent, stable and affectionate, this is the man chosen by the girl, as perfect and impeccable as her, how can he compare? Shen Lingxiao looked at the direction in which the black jeep disappeared, thinking bitterly in his heart.

Later, when Lou Ming came to help transport this batch of drunks, he realized that Qin Qing was already famous. He patted his brother on the shoulder and sighed deeply, but he didn't say any more after all.

It's not easy for anyone to get involved in emotional matters. In his opinion, a person who can subdue Boss Qin must be at the level of a big boss.

At this time, a certain boss Feng was being entangled with a dark face and couldn't help it.

Adding up the two lifetimes, Qin Qing's experience of getting drunk is actually one of the few, and she has always only drank when she was alone, and she didn't even know what she would look like when she was drunk.

"Feng Yan?" A small hand caressed the man's cheek, and the skin that was slightly cooled by the wind raised a layer of chills. The girl turned her body sideways and tilted her head to look over, and asked with big eyes, "I've been drinking." , so are you angry?"

Even if her birthday is tomorrow, the stubborn Major General Feng still strictly forbids the girl to drink alcohol.

"..." Feng Yan was sullen and didn't want to speak, he took her hand and wrapped it in his palm to warm the heat.

The girl let him move as if she hadn't noticed, she was extraordinarily docile, but her big eyes were still staring at him. After a few seconds, she suddenly leaned over and kissed the man's face with her small face up. superior.

Feng Yan: "..." There was a wave of ups and downs in his heart, but his face remained expressionless on the outside.

"Are you still angry?" The girl maintained the posture just now and observed for a while, unable to turn her mind to see through the man's insides, she only frowned and thought about why the usual tricks didn't work.

Feng Yan seemed to smell a familiar routine, his mind moved, and he replied heavily, "En."

As soon as the words fell, the girl on the other end leaned over as if she had received an order and gave another sip, her lips stained with alcohol were extremely red, and she still didn't forget to blink her eyes after the kiss, "What about now?"

Feng Yan seemed to have figured out a certain pattern. He drove the car without changing his face all the way, enjoying the girl's initiative to kiss. He didn't unbuckle the seat belt until he was under the apartment, and suppressed him severely to taste it. Then he hugged her back home.

In the end, it provoked Oman's nagging again, such as the theory that drinking alcohol hurts the liver, anger, and mouth is swollen, which made Qin Qing so ashamed that he couldn't hold his head up. Appreciating her embarrassment on the side, treating it as a punishment for a child's disobedience.

Because the next night was Qin Qing's birthday party, when she woke up after sleeping in the cage, the house was empty and she was the only one left

Feng Yan and A'man both went to take care of things for her, but she was at leisure, so she prepared a brush, ink, paper and inkstone to paint.

I am used to the design sketches in sketchbooks, and I am a bit unfamiliar with understated ink paintings, but she is patient, and she can sketch her favorite works standing at the table all afternoon.

Looking at the figure drawn in light ink on the rice paper, she curled up the corner of her mouth and showed a sweet smile.

Ding ding, a text message appeared on the phone interface.

'It's time to go. '

She chuckled silently, and decided to hang the painting in the most conspicuous place to surprise the man.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, she changed into a dress, took off her glasses, and put on light makeup. After learning that the driver was unable to come, she went to the garage and drove on the road by herself.

Soothing classical music flows in the carriage, passing through the busy traffic on the main street, and driving onto the Huanhai Bridge. The bright sunshine and blue sky outside the window indicate a good weather for the whole day. I don’t know how the straight male aesthetic Feng Shaojiang will prepare This birthday party.

Qin Qing thought this way in a good mood. When the car drove off the bridge, she subconsciously stepped on the brakes, and then her feet were empty, and the car rushed downhill at an extremely fast speed.

The cell phone in the passenger seat suddenly rang loudly.

Qin Qing looked at the obstacle speeding ahead, reached out and connected the phone, "Hello."

"Boss Qin, if you are in the car now, listen to me first." Jing Fei's voice was tense, and he continued without waiting for a response: "Just now there is news from Nanxu that there are people from the Min Yun Gang messing around with you." Come in. We found the body of the Cayenne and the driver at the intersection, and now I suspect that your brakes have been tampered with, and a weight-sensing fire bomb was installed under the driver's seat."

These are all the usual tricks of the Min Yun gang. Not only Jing Fei has read the information, but Qin Qing has also read it.

So, "I've seen it." Qin Qing hooked up the vanity mirror and saw the red dots reflected under the car seat and the bundle of gunpowder.