Fang Han left the equestrian club and drove back to Wanghai Garden. After stopping, he went straight to Villa No. 22 and rang the doorbell.

After a while, the iron door opened, Fang Han went in, and there were two plates of side dishes and two bottles of red wine on the coffee table. Qi Hairong and Furong had a blushing face and was charming.

"Fang Han, you are coming just in time and are about to find you!" Qi Hairong waved her hand and stood up with a giggle: "Drink with me!"

Fang Han hurriedly reached out to support her and sighed: "Sister Qi, why bother!"

"What's the matter!" Qi Hairong struggled to get rid of his support, and glared in her charming eyes: "Stop talking, will you drink it?"

Fang Han hurriedly let go of her: "No problem!"

Qi Hairong turned anger into a smile and reached out to touch his face: "This is a good friend!"

Fang Han helped her sit down, and the fragrance of faint fragrance and wine came into her nose. She became more charming and charming and charming as she was slightly drunk.

Qi Hairong was shaking and was about to get the cup. Fang Han hurriedly grabbed it and took it over. He poured a cup for himself, and then poured it for her: "Come on, drink!"

Qi Hairong nodded with satisfaction and the two drank it all in one go.

Qi Hairong upside down the cup, signaled to drink it all, and said with a smile: "Fang Han, why are you going to see him today?"

Her body shook slightly, but her mouth was clear and she was not drunk at all.

"Uncle Zhao?" Fang Han said: "He wants me to make a painting."

"Hmph, I'm a flatterer?" Qi Hairong snorted: "Why do you have to do it again? He's not without it, you're stingy!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "You are the first one to say he is stingy!"

Qi Hairong sneered: "I know the best who he is. He is smart and stingy. He pretends to be generous and hypocritical!"

Fang Han said: "Hyit?"

"Others say he is honest and generous, it's so funny!" Qi Hairong curled her lips: "It's all his masks, and he's cheated!"

Fang Han sighed: "You just hate him so much?"

Because love becomes hatred is very common, he can see that Qi Hairong hates Zhao Tianfang very much.

Qi Hairong snorted: "I hate him? I'm just telling the truth!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "Men are stingy and pretending to be generous, or they are not what they care about, and those who care about will never be generous!"

"You will defend him!" Qi Hairong said: "He is generous to his daughter and wife, and is so stingy to others!"

Fang Han said: "Businessmen are essentially profit-seeking, and they are so generous that they will never make money. The so-called businessman is not a traitor. No one can do anything but a businessman!"

"Okay, Fang Han, you can see clearly!" Qi Hairong gave a thumbs up and said, "Come on, have a drink for all businessmen!"

She drank it all, and the dark red wine slid across the corner of her snow-white and delicate mouth and gently fell onto her chest.

She wore a gray tight sweater. Her high-slimming breasts attracted Fang Han's gaze from time to time. After falling red, the suction force increased sharply.

He tried his best to turn his eyes away and sighed: "Why did you start arguing with him?"

Qi Hairong snorted: "A little trivial matter is just a dislike to him!"

"You are still unwilling to give up, why bother? Why bother!" Fang Han sighed: "Let go is the best way. You are a smart woman, why do you have to hang yourself on a tree?"

"I don't want to hang myself from a tree either!" Qi Hairong sighed, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, and another piece of wine sprinkled with her tall breasts.

Fang Han had an impulse and wanted to reach out to help her wipe it.

Fang Han poured her another cup, trying to get her drunk, and he relieved her sorrow after getting drunk. He knew this feeling. After waking up, everything became faint and he was not so sad.

Qi Hairong smiled sweetly, charming and charming: "Fang Han, how did you think of me?"

"It's great." Fang Han nodded.

Qi Hairong shouted: "Then why am I not feminine in his eyes?"

Fang Han said: "Maybe you're too familiar with it? The first impression is difficult to change."

"Hmph, first impression!" Qi Hairong shouted angrily: "I am no longer a yellow-haired girl!"

Fang Han nodded: "Not bad! Sister Qi, you are a mature woman!"

Qi Hairong said: "There are countless men who have pursued me over the years, and I don't take any of them seriously, but... it just happened..."

Fang Han patted her on the back: "Don't think about it, come and have a drink!"

"Okay, drink!" Qi Hairong's eyes were blurred and she said angrily: "Men are not good people, go to him and drink!"

Fang Han bumped into her and drank it all over again.

Qi Hairong was almost drunk, but she just didn't lie down. Fang Han poured her a few more glasses. After four glasses of wine, she still didn't stagger and was slightly drunk.

Fang Han shook his head helplessly. A woman's alcohol tolerance is unfathomable. Once she encounters something she can drink, it is difficult to get drunk. Qi Hairong has a huge amount.

He was not prepared and had no internal force to operate. He relied on his body to resist and became slightly excited.

She had drunk another bottle and hadn't lie down yet. Fang Han had no choice but to open the living room door first, then helped her out of the living room, and to the outside courtyard, the wine was blowing.

It was already dark in the night, and the street lights around it were very bright, just like daytime.

Qi Hairong was still awake and said angrily: "What are you doing when you come out?"

Fang Han pointed to the night sky: "Let's look at the stars?"

"Fang Han, you are so romantic!" Qi Hairong laughed, her eyes as if she was watery, and she still spoke clearly, pointing at him and giggling: "You said you are so good, why were you dumped by Li Tang?"

Fang Han smiled bitterly: "Can we not talk about her?"

"Okay, don't talk about her!" Qi Hairong snorted: "Fang Han, you are a man. Although you look average, you are smart, talented, steady and mature. You are actually a good man!"

Fang Han helped her not let her walk around and said with a smile: "I won the award."

Qi Hairong moaned, and she slid her feet into Fang Han's arms. Her tall and soft breasts hit his chest, and her red lips touched his lips.

A fire rushed up from his lower abdomen, his mouth was dry, her rosy lips were soft, warm and fragrant, with a fatal attraction.

He took a deep breath and slowly moved his lips away.

He turned his head and didn't look at it, and her charming face still flashed in his mind, like watery eyes and rosy lips, which was almost impossible to control himself, and was completely suppressed by a hint of soberness.

"Hehe!" The two soft petals suddenly touched his lips, soft and faint fragrance.

"Boom!" His mind sounded loudly, and his impulse swept over with revenge like a flood breaking through the dam.

He hugged her tightly, as if a person who was about to die of thirst encountered a drop of water, sucking her lips and squeezing her breasts.

She twisted her body like a snake, warmly responded, and like a **, Fang Han carried her into the bedroom, threw it onto the bed, and pressed it hard...

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The next morning, Qi Hairong opened her eyes and felt as if she was drunk, relaxed and comfortable. She hadn't slept so well for a long time.

She stretched her waist halfway and suddenly froze. She turned her head to look. Fang Han supported her right arm and lay on her side and looked at her with a smile.

"You...you..." Qi Hairong's eyes widened.

Fang Han smiled and said, "Sister Qi, good morning."

"How could you..." Qi Hairong grabbed her hair and suddenly stopped. She played it one by one in her mind, and finally stopped at the moment when she took the initiative to kiss him.

Fang Han said: "Is Sister Qi better?"

Qi Hairong stared at him and said angrily: "You have taken advantage of you!"

She lowered her head and lifted the thin quilt and covered it with her body. She had no trace of her body, and the snow-white body left her green marks, proving how passionate the battle last night was.

She blushed and remembered her shameful movements and hissing moans.

Fang Han sighed: "Sister Qi, we shouldn't have drunk so much!"

"Did you have been having bad intentions for a long time?" Qi Hairong snorted and pushed him: "Get out quickly, why don't you leave here?"

"Get out quickly," Her Furong's face was flushed, and she wrapped herself tightly with the quilt without leaving a crack, and hummed: "I don't want to see you!"

Fang Han was wearing shorts and a vest, unable to hide his leopard-like figure. He breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that she would wake up and make a big fuss. He didn't expect that she was so calm and worthy of being a strong woman.

He smiled and said, "I have cooked the porridge, Sister Qi, please drink some."

"I understand, get out!" Qi Hairong said angrily, not daring to look at him.

Fang Han put on his coat, got up and left the bedroom, turned his head to look upstairs before leaving the living room. He really didn't expect Qi Hairong to be a virgin.

The mind was cool, and the Wang Jinquan grew three points wide. The Dragon Yuan Technique was really worthy of its name. It exuded dragon nature in its bones. The woman's pure yin energy was a great replenishment.

As the boss of an entertainment company, Qi Hairong is also a person in the entertainment industry. Logically speaking, she has seen all the prosperity and experienced all the people and things. Unexpectedly, she will keep herself clean and maintain her virginity.

Thinking of her warm welcome last night and wildly requested, his body heated up and he quickly cut off his impulse. Drinking was a bad thing. He could have restrained it, but he drank too much.

After breakfast, he came to Villa No. 22 again. Qi Hairong opened the door and glanced at him with a bad look: "Why are you back?"

Fang Han said: "Sister Qi has drunk porridge?"

"You are not very good, and the porridge is not bad." Qi Hairong walked back and fell lazily on the sofa.

Fang Han sat next to her and smiled bitterly, "Sister Qi, I'm sorry."

Qi Hairong glared over and frowned and said, "What are you doing? I seem to suffer a loss!... I took advantage of you, needless to say I'm sorry!"

Fang Han sighed, "I didn't expect it..."
To be continued...