Chapter 1293: Song Xing and his wife (21)

With big waves of blazing red lips, a hot red dress, the unevenness of the figure set off the body, it is extremely hot, no matter where he goes, it is a 100% turning head.
The men's eyes were hot, and they couldn't bear to look away from her. If they could sleep to such a superb, it would be a ghost under the peony flower.
When a woman sees her, she will be extremely envious and hateful and pretend to be disdainful and curse, Bah, scum!
It was the first time that Yan Mingxi felt so face-saving, and being envied and hated by all men, it turned out that he would be satisfied with his dignity as a man.
No wonder all successful men like to bring beautiful women around.
Song Yiyan looked at Yan Mingxi's gaze, really wanting to hold his chopsticks and blind his grandson. If it weren't for An Yin's promise to help her but wish, she really didn't want to be with this grandson for a second.
Yan Mingxi took care of her diligently, cutting her steaks into small pieces, and asked her intimately: "Can you drink? If not, let the waiter change the wine to drinks!"
Song Yiyan smiled: "I drink well, and I am not drunk for a thousand glasses."
Yan Mingxi: "Girls should drink less wine. You can drink red wine, otherwise it will be bad for your health."
After Song Yiyan had two steaks, she asked him casually, "I want to tell you something."
"Let's talk!" Yan Mingxi looked empathetic, pretending to be the most gentleman, wiped his mouth, and became nervous. Is she going to confess and want him to be her boyfriend?
He knew that no woman could escape the palm of his hand with his looks, character and personality.
Song Yiyan: "Have you really loved An Yin?"
When Yan Mingxi heard An Yin's name, his whole body was depressed, and the expression in his eyes was very hurt: "Yanyan, can you ask me this question at this time."
Song Yiyan: "But you keep saying that you still remember her, but you dated Zhang Chen when she was still in the cold, and now you ask me out for dinner. I don't know if I should believe you."
Yan Mingxi felt a little panicked, she must not let her go, she must be held tightly in his hands, otherwise, how would he pay off the loans he borrowed, sighed, and covered his head in pain: "Yinyin's matter , I told you everything, I can’t forgive her for doing that when she was with me.

An Yin is something, but just a dead person.
"Do you think she is dead, so you can pour dirty water on her fearlessly?" Song Yiyan took another bite of steak slowly.
After Yan Mingxi heard these words, he suddenly raised his head and saw the suffocating woman on the other side. He smiled at him. The color of his lips was flame-like red. When he laughed at this moment, he looked like a seductive woman. Like a fairy, inspiring soul: "Yanyan, what are you talking about? Did you hear any gossip?"
Song Yiyan picked up the napkin, wiped the corners of her lips very gracefully, and shook her head: "No, An Yin said she has something to tell you."
An Yin only asked her to ask if the man in front of her had ever loved her. Seeing this, the scum in front of her had never loved her, but was just using her to cheat money from her.
"I don't understand what you are talking about?" Yan Mingxi was a little flustered, trying to keep calm, telling herself in her heart that she was just to test him.
Be sure to hold steady, and win if you hold steady.
"You're such an adult, don't you understand human words?" Song Yiyan's voice was very gentle, but she laughed ironically: "I said, An Yin will come out to see you."
Yan Mingxi's gaze was fixed on the woman's coquettish face, and the woman's coveted red lips were closed together.
Then, he saw the woman's face, which suddenly turned into An Yin's face, savagely and twisted his mouth wide open, and bit him.
He wanted to move, he wanted to shout, he wanted to escape, but at this moment, his seemed to be nailed, and he couldn't move. The cold sweat kept rolling off his face, and the panic made his brain blank for a moment.
"Why are you treating me this way, why!" After An Yin asked angrily, her long hair wrapped around the man's neck, with blood and tears in her eyes.
She is stupid, she is too stupid to be deceived by the man in front of her, and finally killed because of him!
The place Yan Mingxi chose happens to be few people, the lights are dim, and the best place to eat and flirt, but he didn't expect it to be an excellent place for An Yin.
Song Yiyan had already cast a Rooting Curse on him, and he could only sit there, frightened and tortured, tasted of fear, but couldn't resist.
This feeling is actually the most terrifying, scariest, and emotionally disruptive, and he deserves it.
Yan Mingxi's eyes widened in pain, his eyes bursting with bloodshot eyes, his pupils began to loosen, the pain of not being able to breathe, and the shock of being frightened by the woman in front of him, under the double blow, the feces and urine flowed.
Song Yiyan only felt a strange smell permeating her, and she lost her appetite in an instant. She threw the knife and fork on the table, really wanting to blow his dog's head!
Yan Mingxi couldn't breathe, the feeling of dying, every cell in his body began to stiffen, just when he gave up struggling and his eyes went dark.
"Yinyin, come back." Song Yiyan spoke lazily, and shook the goblet in her hand to him, and drank her head up: "Thank you for your cooperation. Then it's Zhang Chen's turn. ."
Yan Mingxi was breathing heavily, her eyes raised, and suddenly he picked up the western knife in front of him, and stabbed in the direction of Song Yiyan: "I'm going to kill you!"
Song Yiyan sneered and curled her lips. She looked at the beast who rushed over with disdain. She was so virtuous and wanted to kill her.
Yan Mingxi's whole body was like crazy, staring at the woman in front of him with poisoned eyes, and with all his strength, he saw that the knife was about to pierce her heart.
Who knows that a man suddenly appeared on the opposite side, grabbed the knife with his hand, and turned it hard, with a clear popping sound, and the clear bones shattered.
Yan Mingxi screamed like a pig, and rushed out like a madman while shouting.
Song Yiyan looked at the man who suddenly stood in front of her. He directly held the knife in his hand, the blade was sharp, and the blood in the palm of her hand fell on the white tablecloth in front of her.
The blood was like a bunch of flowers, spreading on the tablecloth, stabbing her eyes and her heart aching.
"This is your No. 1?" Ji Xing dropped the knife in his hand, with a cold smile in his eyes, with the ultimate mockery.