If it weren't for the intimate action, Jiang Guoguo might not have thought too much.

But now the two are too close, just a short distance away.

"Zhan Boshen...you can let me go first!"

Jiang Guoguo's face became redder under the light, and I don't know if it was angry or something else.

Because of her words and struggle, Zhan Boshen suddenly remembered the scene of Jiang Guoguo and those men before, and felt unhappy.

What does this woman mean?

You can be with others, why can’t you?

Logically speaking, he looks exactly the same as her husband. Shouldn't she be unable to stop her face?

But with this thought, Zhan Boshen's heart sank.

Is he crazy? Isn’t this just willing to be a substitute for this woman?

Zhan Boshen's expression became cold unconsciously, and he took her harder to take her in his direction. The special fragrance of the woman's body penetrated into his nose, and he felt an agitation inexplicably.

"Jiangguoguo."

The magnetic sound seemed to carry a current, and the shouts of names and surnames had a special smell, which made Jiang Guoguo's heart tremble.

But what followed was even more turbulent anger.

What does this man treat her like!

Seeing Zhan Boshen getting closer, Jiang Guoguo suddenly raised her hand and slapped him!

The man reacted quickly and avoided.

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Guoguo successfully distanced himself from him, and his breathing became much more rapid. "Zhan Boshen, you are drunk! But even if you are drunk, you shouldn't do such an outrageous thing!"

It's simply ridiculous!

Zhan Boshen saw her withdrawing from such a long distance, his drunken eyes became more and more cold, and his words were like a drunken smell of indulgence. "Is this so extraordinary?"

Why can she be so close to other men?

Is it extraordinary to yourself?

He is so unbearable? She doesn't like it?

This voice sounded frivolous and casual in Jiang Guoguo's ears, and the anger in her heart became louder and louder, "Fight Band Dashen! Be more awake!"

She took a deep breath and saw the cell phone next to her.

It’s not a big deal to keep Zhan Boshen here alone, so you can only... let An Ruxin come and pick him up.

After making up his mind, Jiang Guoguo picked up his cell phone neatly, but there was no password... That was just right! She walked over and called An Ruxin, "Miss An, Mr. Zhan is drunk too much. Please come to South China for an appointment to pick him up. Thank you."

Before the other party could react, she quickly hung up the phone.

When he walked back, Zhan Boshen still maintained his previous movement.

He was obviously drunk, his eyes seemed to be locked in his prey, and there was a heart-pounding restlessness hidden in the darkness, as if he would lose his mind at any time.

This lunatic!

Jiang Guoguo looked around and the ice bucket on the table seemed to be still emitting cold air. Without thinking, she picked it up and stuffed it into Zhan Boshen's arms.

"If Mr. Zhan is really already at the top, then use ice to wake up the bar!"

She actually wanted to directly pour this man on her, and the only remaining trace of reason stopped her.

After all, this is Party A!

Zhan Boshen didn't say anything and didn't know what he was thinking. His eyes hidden in the darkness were dim and unclear.

A burst of chill came from his hands, as if he could really suppress the heat in his heart, but he didn't even understand why he had such a strong desire for this woman?

When did it start?

Is it because of the little appreciation that came to mind just now?

Zhan Boshen frowned, held the ice bucket, and tried his best to suppress the restlessness in his body. He looked like a homeless drunk.

There was also an inexplicable feeling of resentment.

Jiang Guoguo bit her lip, feeling uncomfortable when she was so angry that she felt uncomfortable.

Forget it...what to be bothered with a drunkard!

When he wakes up, he settles the score with him, and insists on prying out a few more points of profit from his Zhan family!

Jiang Guoguo made up her mind, put her phone aside, picked up her bag and turned out of the box, explained to the waiter at the door and left directly.

Not long after, An Ruxin rushed over.

When entering the private room, Zhan Boshen lay on the sofa, holding his forehead with one hand, almost covering half of his face.

"Ashen!"

She trotted two steps away with worry, and the sound of her high heels made the folds between the man's eyebrows heavier.

An Ruxin went to hold his arm, "Why have you drunk so much? Is that okay?"

"Yeah." Zhan Bo Shen replied deeply, without looking at her, got up, took off his suit jacket and strode out, barely able to maintain his body shape.

An Ruxin grabbed a blank hand, was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly chased after him, "Ashen, please be careful!"

The man in front seemed to have never heard of it and walked straight out of the South China appointment. The driver had been waiting on the side of the road. When he saw his figures in front and back not far away, he quickly opened the back door.

Zhan Boshen got into the car and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. His slender fingers pinched his eyebrows, looking very uncomfortable.

"Ashen...what are you feeling uncomfortable?"

An Ruxin's voice was very careful.

This was the first time she had seen this man drinking too much, for fear of making him unhappy.

She first took a bottle of mineral water from the side and twisted it open, then went straight to the man's lips, "Do you want some water?"

Zhan Boshen paused for a moment, and the moment his eyes opened, the charming elegance of his eyes was revealed.

He took the water and took a sip, with a rosy shimmering light on his thin lips.

An Ruxin couldn't help but her heart beat faster.

"Ashen, is it a headache?" She put the water aside, moved very naturally to the man's arms, and leaned towards Zhan Boshen's temple, "I'll rub it for you."

The deliberately light voice was magical, making the temperature in the narrow carriage get higher and higher.

An Ruxin almost stuck to him, and the smell of perfume on her body seemed to be fascinating. Her shy little face fell into Zhan Boshen's eyes, so hazy...it looked like the outline of another woman.

His faint eyes suddenly became sank.

"Ashen, is it better now?"

An Ruxin helped him press his temple, exhaling in a thin and light voice. Seeing that the man did not answer, she slowly stopped and stepped back slightly to meet the eyes of Zhan Bo Shen You Shen Dark Huo.

This is a good opportunity.

An Ruxin bit her lips, plucked up the courage to raise her head, closed her eyes and kissed her slowly towards her thin lips.

As the distance got closer, the smell of the strange perfume became clearer and clearer.

Zhan Boshen felt his gentle breath falling on his skin like a feather, but it was not the feeling he remembered. He suffocated his heart and turned his head to the side.

But memory?

Where did he get his memories?
Chapter completed!