MTL - To My Dear Mr. Huo-v5 Chapter 52 : This attitude you ask for

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The atmosphere in the box was really dull. Two rows of bodyguards behind him, and Lin Feixing's beating on the big screen, each can make Su Peizhen truly feel that Ling Yan in front of her is no longer the little **** she picked up.

Obviously a person, but it feels completely different.

This is not Ling Ling, this is a stranger. She stood there, staring at Ling Ye coldly, waiting for his words to be humiliated or embarrassed.

This is Ling Ye's purpose, but just stabbing her like that before, what is it?

"Did I just say that? You begged me." Ling Yan spread his hands and said indifferently, "Please ask me, I will let him go."

Su Pei tightened her fist: "I beg you."

Isn't that what he wants to think about? She gave him. She looked at him coldly, even if she was asking for words, her eyes were a little proud.

Suddenly Ling Ye smiled, and that smile was very ironic: "You beg, is this the attitude?"

"Okay." Su Pei really clenched her fists, and nodded heavily: "I don't know, what Ling Shao wants me to ask you?"

Ling Yan looked at her, begging herself for another man, and seeing that she was standing in front of him, still looking so cold, she didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.

The **** in his eyes grew deeper, he looked up at Su Peizhen, his gaze swept over the coffee table in front of him.

"Simple. Did you see this bottle of wine on the table? You drank it all. Today, that's all."

Su Peizhen glanced at the coffee table, Ling Ye said vodka. Drink up a whole bottle of vodka? He can really think.

"I've finished drinking this wine, is it okay today?" She stepped forward, her eyes proud, and looked at Ling Ye so coldly, making a final confirmation.

"Yes." Ling Yan seemed to be annotating his own words: "As long as you drink this bottle of wine, then I will not blame the little white face for what I did, how?"

"Okay." Su Pei's eyebrows didn't frown, and she should understand with a sound. She stepped forward to pick up the bottle of wine. She didn't even need a glass, and started drinking with the bottle mouth facing her mouth.

Liquor enters the throat, but it feels uncomfortable.

Su Peizhen took a few sips and was almost choked. She gritted her teeth and held back, and soon, not only her throat was uncomfortable, but her stomach was beginning to feel uncomfortable.

The wine in the bottle had gone halfway and she continued.

Ling Yan sat there, staring coldly, his hand on his knee clenched into a fist. The woman beside him fed wine into his mouth, and opened his lips mechanically. He drank it and felt that the wine was bitter.

Vodka has gone two-thirds, and Su Peizhen is still drinking. Some of the liquor was flowing out of the corner of her mouth disobediently.

Sliding down her graceful neck, she sank into her clothes. She was wearing a white silk shirt today, and the thin texture was easily wetted with alcohol.

On the white clothes, the wet feeling became more and more obvious.

Ling Ye's face was so gloomy that he could no longer be gloomy. He watched Su Peizhen drink up the last wine. Finally put the bottle down.

The bottle was on the table and made a rattling noise.

"Ling Shao, is this okay?"

Su Peizhen, who drank a bottle of white wine in one breath, looked very ugly, and turned red, and his eyes were bloodshot.

She stared straight at Ling Yan's face so straightly, her eyes were firm and a little dark.

Ling Ye didn't speak, so he looked at Su Peizhen so firmly. She also stubbornly looked at him.

There seemed to be countless sparks in the air. Ling Ye suddenly broke out at this moment: "Get out of here."

Su Peizhen stood still, no one was aware of it. Only Gu Xiu, who was standing aside, understood.

One eye glanced over, and the two women stood up reluctantly, and then went outside.

The bodyguards on both sides backed away and left, and only Su Peizhen stood there.

She fixedly looked at Ling Ye, and when she closed the door behind her, she asked again, very calmly: "Ling Shao, is it okay now? Can you let go now?"

Alcohol began to erode Su Pei's true will. She doesn't drink badly, but she has never drunk a bottle of vodka in such a breath.

She even felt that her footsteps were a little weak and she could stand upright with her strong willpower.

Ling Yan stood up, bypassed the coffee table, stepped in front of Su Peizhen, and finally stood in front of her.

He stared at Su Pei's real face, and Feng Xuan, who had always been evil, now had a little shame.

"Yes. Of course. I have always said I can do it. If you want me to let go, I will let go."

Su Peizhen was too late to let out a sigh of relief, Ling Ling said the next sentence, but made her stand still: "I just said that the little white face thing is fine. But I didn't say your previous thing is fine too. "

Before? Su Peizhen rushed into alcohol, and his consciousness began to faint: "What does Ling Shao mean?"

"Naturally you and me." Ling Yan reached out and lifted Su Pei's jaw, staring at her face so straightly: "You think, my dignified Master Ling family, you are treated as a small white face ... have been with you for so long, why? Do you think you can really just leave it like that? "

Su Peizhen took a deep breath, and she looked at Ling Yan so firmly: "I don't know what Shao Ling wants?"

"What do you want? You did something wrong, and of course you have to learn something, don't you?"

Su Peizhen stood still, looked at Ling Ye coldly, and suddenly smiled: "Yeah. Dangerous Master Ling family, wronged you to be Su Pei's really small face. Speaking of it, it was really my fault. I don't know, Ling How do you plan to teach me? "

There was another acupuncture-like pain in the heart. But just for a moment. At this time Su Pei was very calm, so calm that even those alcohols had no effect on her.

Ling Yan pinched her jaw and looked at this delicate face. Finally, she thinly opened her lips and said, "Simple. How long will I stay with you, how long will you stay with me. But this time we have to do the reverse, you are the one I am raising, how?"

Su Peizhen's expression changed, and she felt that her face was pale for the direct and rough shame of Ling Yan.

She kept adjusting her breathing, pressing down the burst of heartbeat as hard as possible. Finally put away the smile on his face, looked at Ling Ye ironically.

"Ling Shao wants to support me?"

"Can't?"

"Yes, of course." Su Pei smiled with a faint smile, "Isn't Ling Shao saying that I am a prisoner in labor camp? Doesn't Ling Shao take care of me as a prisoner in labor camp?"

The air-conditioning in the box was very low, but at this time, Su Peizhen's inner temperature was low. She was very angry, so angry that if there was a knife in front of her, she would not hesitate to push into Ling Ling's body.

But it was strange, maybe it was the relationship between alcohol, she actually restrained. She just used this extremely self-deprecating method to make the already deep wound deeper.

Ling Yan didn't seem to feel her eyes at all, and moved her face closer to her. The distance between the two was less than ten centimeters.

He pressed against her face, and there was a faint smell of wine in the air. I didn't know if it was her body or his body.

"It's true that you have lost your identity, but what do you do? I haven't played enough for you, a prisoner in labor camp. Think about it, I have played with so many women and I lack you. At first, I was a young lady, and then a prisoner in labor camp. 改, Think about it, it's really exciting. So want to continue playing, can't it? "

A humiliating tone, a light expression, and an evil look with bold stimulation.

Su Peizhen waved his hand and took a big step back: "Ling Ling, don't go too far."

"I like it too much, can't I?" He approached Su Peizhen again and pinched her jaw: "Would you like it?"

Su Peizhen gritted her teeth, a small face that turned red after drinking just now, which would be scary white. She had never had a drink like this and it would be uncomfortable all over.

It just couldn't get away. Reason can calmly think, but alcohol has made her consciousness a little behind, and the response was so slow.

"Ling Ling." She waved her hand away forcefully, she raised her face, and stared at Ling Ling with a stubborn look: "I refuse."

"Reject?" Ling Ye smiled suddenly. "Do you think you can refuse?"

He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the big screen.

"Do you believe it, even if I kill him today, I can do nothing tomorrow?"

letter. She certainly believed. Su Peizhen had already seen that Ling Ye had this ability.

Su Pei tightened her fist, and the hand began to pinch her heart again. She stood motionless, and Ren's heart was deformed and broken by the hand, and she couldn't fight back.

Ling Yan's face enlarged in front of her, and he seemed to be a monster that could devour him. Not knowing the effects of alcohol or others, she just felt that her consciousness was getting darker.

She stepped back, but her feet were soft and she couldn't stand.

"Why? Don't believe it?" Ling Yan stepped forward and pulled her body up. "Do you want to try?"

Su Pei was really pulled by her, and his body ran into his arms. The uncomfortableness that has been suppressed will finally be uncontrollable.

With her head tilted, her body crooked, and she spit directly on Ling Ye.

The pungent and unpleasant smell was mixed with a very scent of alcohol, and Ling Ye's face was green.

Su Pei is really uncomfortable. Drinking hard alcohol hurts you, especially fast alcohol.

She didn't count it once and continued to vomit again. Her footwork was unstable, and she did not want to fall. She reached out and grabbed Ling Yue's arm, and vomited again.

Ling Yan's clothes would be gone, bad smell, dirty vomit.

His face changed, and the woman was determined to be intentional.

"Su Peizhen--"