Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 159 Secretary, she is a green tea cutie (52)

That night.

Bei Er got off her fruit green mini Cooper.

The slender and fair thighs were looming at the slits of the tight red dress, extremely ecstatic.

Stepping on silver high heels, I walked slowly into the most luxurious Polaris Bar in Cloud City.

Walking to the biggest booth here, with a soft and charming voice, he asked the decent-looking man sitting in seat C: "Can I sit here?"

The man who was drinking with a beautiful woman next to him, raised his head when he heard this sentence, his brows were together and he was very unhappy. When he saw a sexy and glamorous woman standing not far in front of him, he was very excited put down the wine glass in his hand.

Her eyes were full of amazement and admiration. This should be the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Her temperament is glamorous and her appearance is overwhelming, and she has a mature charm.

After a few breaths, he gradually came back to his senses, hurriedly stood up and stretched out his arms, ready to pull Bei'er's slender hand, but unfortunately she dodged it.

The man didn't seem to be angry at all.

The beauty has a normal temper, so it tastes good, if it is like other rouge vulgar fans, he has no interest at all.

How could he bear to reject her?
"You are so beautiful, of course you can sit down." Then he said to the pretty woman sitting in the middle: "You still don't get out of the way, you don't have any discernment."

The woman glared at Bei'er bitterly. Due to the pressure from the man, she had no choice but to move away.

Seeing the unwilling expression in the woman's eyes, Bei'er raised her eyebrows slightly and said lightly, "Thank you."

Immediately, the coquettish person sat in the middle seat, picked up a glass of wine on the table, and slowly shook it in his hand.

The six or seven beautiful women sitting around all stared at Bei Er with resentful eyes, and there was still a mockery at her in their eyes, as if to say: Yo~ Here comes another sugar daddy.

"I don't know the name of the beauty?" The man sat next to Bei'er, his eyes were filled with dirty looks, and he kept looking up and down at Bei'er's face and figure.

Finally, all eyes moved to her towering chest.

Bei Er's heart was full of disgust, but when she thought of that man Xiao Yan, she resisted the desire to beat him up, the corners of her beautiful eyes slightly raised, looking at the scarlet liquid in the cup, she said in a mesmerizing voice, "People who come out to play, how can they ask each other's names?"

Hearing her answer, the man didn't expect that she was also a joker, so he didn't ask any more questions.

He casually picked up a glass of Martell and handed it to Bei Er, "Beauty, the rule when entering our table is to drink three glasses of Martell in a row. Of course beauties have privileges, just drink one."

Bei'er turned the glass of extremely strong wine in his hand, and snorted slightly in his heart, trying to get himself drunk with wine is really delusional.

"I'm going to drink all this glass of wine, don't I want to get drunk?"

"It's okay, brother will take you home when the time comes, don't be afraid." The man said wretchedly.

Just as Bei'er wanted to refuse, she glanced at the door of the bar out of the corner of her eye.

A group of bodyguards in black suits broke in, and the smile in the corner of her eyes became even wider. She picked up an empty wine glass on the table, poured a large glass, and said to the man, "I can drink it, but I want you to accompany me." I'll have a cup of wine together, otherwise I wouldn't want to."

The man smiled from the bottom of his heart.

He took the full glass of wine and bent his wrist.

"Okay, I'd love to."

There was a sneer in Bei'er's eyes, and he slowly stretched out his white arm, just as he was about to intersect with the arm of the man opposite.

A group of men in black came over and pushed the man to the ground very domineeringly.

With those long legs in suit trousers, Xiao Yan walked slowly from the crowd to Bei Er's side and sat down, raised her chin with his fingertips, and said coldly, "I wonder if my wife is having fun today?"

　One more.

　　Dear little sisters, I am asking for a recommendation ticket and a monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)