Is the Wife Married?

Since that night, Gu Jinxian has been obsessed with women in suits and tattoos in the bar, and there is a fiery figure in her mind, which always appears in her busy intervals and lingers.

Like a bag bitten by a mosquito, it itches as soon as it is scratched, and the more it itch, the more you want to scratch it.

She wasn't a little girl with no experience, and she knew exactly what that feeling meant.

Or maybe she's too busy, her body and brain need indulgence, desperate to vent, and every tickling stimulates her heart, her nerves, and a little addicted.

After a month, Gu Jinxian came to the "fingertips" again.

The dim light changes colors, the charming purple, the hot and dazzling red, there are more people in the bar than last time, and it is more lively, faintly diffuse the scent of female hormones, and the atmosphere is ambiguous.

She sat at the bar and ordered a "Manhattan."

She had just finished work and had no time to change her outfit. She was still out of tune with the atmosphere here. No one was sitting next to her, but she attracted a lot of peeping eyes.

The bartender is still the handsome T.

She looked at her frequently, walked to her from the middle of the bar, busy with what she was holding, didn't speak, looked up and glanced at her from time to time.

Gu Jinxian looked at the stage intently.

There was someone dancing above, but it wasn't the "Blue Butterfly" that night. She looked down at her watch. At half past seven, she turned to the bartender: "Excuse me, are there people dancing here every night?"

"Yes, usually between seven and nine." The bartender smiled at her.

"Staff fixed?"

"almost."

Gu Jinxian looked away and shook the wine glass gently.

One hour today.

The stage lights were gorgeous, Qu He and people changed one after another, but no familiar faces were seen. She rubbed her fingertips against the wine glass, and her eyes gradually darkened.

The song is over, the quiet intervals are longer than the previous ones, and the lights are dimmed. After a while, a group of five people walked onto the stage, and the person standing at the front twitched his hair.

As soon as the prelude sounded, the lights came on.

is her…

Tall and thin, wearing snake-print leather jacket and leather shorts, with a graceful waist, two long straight legs wrapped in fishnet stockings, long boots, and a leg ring on the left thigh, very sexy.

The light swept across her deep and sharp face, and she smiled with a crooked mouth, and there was a rebellious aura between her eyebrows.

She seemed to glance in the direction of the bar.

Gu Jinxian squeezed the glass tightly.

Powerful rhythm and drum beats, changing lights, she controls her body with ease, one point is too much, one point is less, the movement is smooth, coherent and full of beauty, like a blue fire burning in the water.

The four girls at the back became foils, and she seemed to be the focus of the audience.

The crowd below burst into bursts of cries.

Gu Jinxian held her breath, the small bulge on her heart became more and more itchy.

With the climax of the dance rhythm, she stared intently at the man on the stage, and her heart roared along with it, her whole body's blood boiling, clamoring for a longing. When was the last time she felt this way, she couldn't remember.

Sometimes the heart is only for a moment.

She knows herself, she knows what she likes, what she wants, what she should chase.

At the end of the dance music, Gu Jinxian also finished drinking. She watched the figure walk off the stage and disappeared on the side of the corridor. She turned her head and ordered another glass of wine.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

A person sat down beside her, Gu Jinxian turned her head and saw a familiar face.

He Yu put her elbows against the bar and looked at her with interest: "When did you come?"

"It didn't take long," Gu Jinxian raised her lips and chuckled, "I have a good memory."

The bartender offered a glass of water.

He Yu took it easily, took a sip, and said with a smile, "How could I forget you."

In just a few minutes, she had already changed her clothes, a pure black wide camisole, apricot overalls, slender waist and limbs, and a faint vest line.

The large dark blue butterfly on its shoulders flutters its wings.

"Working here?" Gu Jinxian glanced up and down, from head to toe, and finally stopped on her face.

He Yu put her fingers in her hair and stroked it from front to back, "That's it."

The black hair was scattered on the side of her face, and she generously met Gu Jinxian's gaze and looked at him. The gaze was eager and straightforward, a bright color flashed in her eyes, and her heart trembled.

Gu Jinxian nodded casually and asked in a low voice, "What was the dance just now?"

"Sir, Buttons."

"TheP|ussycatDolls? Little wild cats..."

"I like them," He Yu raised her eyebrows, "Does that reveal your age?"

She got down and turned around, leaning her back on the bar with her arms bent, raised one leg, put her foot on the chair pedal, and turned her face to the back, her **** collarbone socket was deeply recessed.

Gu Jinxian narrowed her eyes slightly and lowered her voice: "I think...'Mustang' is more suitable for you."

"Oh-"

He Yu grinned crookedly, her eyes were a bit ruffian, she leaned over to her ear and said, "Why, do you want to control me?"

As soon as these words fell, the air suddenly became ambiguous.

The scorching hot breath swirls into her ears, and it is still moist. Gu Jinxian instinctively numbs her scalp, closes her eyes, and calmly grabs her wrist.

In the dark corners everywhere, a few eyes came to him.

The two were so close that their lips almost touched their ears. He Yu took a sniff and smelled the faint fragrance in her hair and back of her neck, which was a little on the top.

My heart jumped.

"Boss!" A waiter came over, "Sister Chi said the account is settled, go and see..."

He Yu stepped back calmly, "Understood, go get busy."

Gu Jinxian let go of her hand.

"You are the boss."

"Tsk, exposed." He Yu spread her hands.

Gu Jinxian smiled without saying a word.

He Yu put down her arms, straightened her legs, clapped her hands and said, "I have something to do, you can do it yourself." She turned and left neatly.

This time she didn't look back.

…

After dealing with things, it was almost half past eight. He Yu stood on the side of the corridor and glanced at the bar from a distance. The place where the man was sitting was empty.

Probably gone.

When is the next visit?

She was a little disappointed, called the manager to explain a few words, and left with a bag.

The parking lot was silent. He Yu walked to her parking space with her hands in her pockets, and caught a glimpse of two supercars parked next to them, bright yellow and bright red, which were very eye-catching. She didn't care, just as she was about to open the door, four people suddenly descended from the supercar and surrounded her.

"?"

Four young men with thin skin and tender flesh, the one headed by the one wearing a floral shirt, dyed with big golden hair, pointed at her with his mobile phone: "He Yu, right?"

"Who are you?" He Yu frowned and took a step back vigilantly.

The big golden retriever looked at her angrily, and sneered: "She doesn't look as pretty as my sister, how dare you slander my sister? But let me catch it."

"???"

"Beat her up for me!"

When he said this, the other three rushed forward like dogs who had heard their master's orders.

He Yu was outnumbered, and was pressed to the ground in three or two strokes. He was punched in the face, and he was dizzy and dizzy, and his ears were buzzing.

The big golden retriever held the mobile phone video next to him, laughing while recording: "You also have today, are you able to offend our Qiu family? Hahahaha..."

After a while, he put away the phone, grabbed He Yu's hair, pinched her chin with one hand, and said viciously, "Bullying my sister? I'll give you a face, if it wasn't for her forbidding me to take care of it. I've already marked you as crippled for this matter! Do you have to wait until now?"

He Yu lay on the ground, panting heavily, scarlet nosebleed dripping down her lips.

"Continue to fight, don't kill, just teach you a lesson."

"okay!"

The bar is lively, and the dance floor is shaking in pairs.

Gu Jinxian came out of the toilet and glanced at the direction where He Yu left just now. There was no one at the bar. She looked down at her watch. It was 8:35, just in time.

She didn't bring a bodyguard today.

When she got down to the parking lot, there was a faint quarrel in the direction of her car. From a distance, she saw a few people fighting in a group. When they saw someone coming, they immediately dispersed into two cars, and the engine slammed away.

The people curled up on the ground look familiar...

Seeing it clearly, Gu Jinxian's face changed slightly, she walked over quickly, squatted down and helped the person up, "What's wrong?"

He Yu's eyelids were half-closed, the corners of his mouth and forehead were bruised, the skin was scratched, and scarlet blood was dripping from his nose.

She shook her head, used strength to support the person in front of her, and struggled to stand up.

Gu Jinxian frowned, took out her mobile phone and called the driver: "Come here, the B1 elevator is here." After hanging up, she hugged He Yu's waist tightly, "Send you to the hospital."

"...Give me some paper." He Yu said in a hoarse voice.

She closed her eyes and leaned against her arms, the bright red blood stained on her light-colored clothes, but she couldn't care less.

Gu Jinxian put her arms around her and leaned against the car next to her, took out a tissue from her bag, wiped the blood on her lips and face little by little, and then made two small **** of paper to plug her nostrils.

He Yu could only slightly open his mouth to breathe.

"Did the people who ran away just beat you?"

"Um…"

The outer shell of the car was cold and hard. Seeing that she was uncomfortable, Gu Jinxian reached out and hugged her, stepped back a little, and let her lean on her.

She thought that He Yu was in business and had a grudge against others. It was inevitable that this kind of thing would happen, and she had a deep understanding of it...

A white phantom drove over and stopped.

The driver got out of the car and pulled the door, and was about to speak to Gu Jinxian when she made a gesture to shut up and helped He Yu to get into the car.

Along the way, He Yu leaned against Gu Jinxian's arms.

Her body was fragrant and soft, and she seemed to have the unique smell of mature women.

Even Wen Ning never made her feel this way...

She pushed the figure out of her mind.

When she got to the hospital, He Yu had already recovered, but she still let Gu Jinxian help her and went in to do some tests.

All skin injuries.

To stop the nosebleed, she sat on the chair and closed her eyes to rest. Gu Jinxian stared at her and asked softly, "Do you need to call the police?"

"It's useless."

"The parking lot is under surveillance."

"I mean it's useless against them."

"Being beaten for nothing..." Gu Jinxian shook her head helplessly.

He Yu shrugged, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If you offend others, you will suffer what you do."

She closed her eyes, her long curly eyelashes trembled under the light, her brows and eyes were deeper than ordinary people, her double eyelids were wide, but not fake, her nose was tall and delicate, and her thin lips looked like mixed blood.

Looking down, neck|neck, collar|bone...

Blue butterfly tattoo.

Gu Jinxian watched silently and wanted to reach out to touch it, but He Yu suddenly opened her eyes, stood up, and said, "I'm fine, go back."

When she turned her head, she saw the blood stains on her clothes.

"Come to my store another day and give you a dress." He Yu met her calm gaze, raised her eyebrows and smiled, her eyes full of straightforward invitations.

Gu Jinxian didn't care about this dress, but she understood what she meant, so she bent the corner of her mouth: "Okay."

"I'm leaving."

"I send you."

"No." He Yu turned around and left.

Gu Jinxian got up and said in a half-command tone, "Tell me your name."

The man did not stop, raised his arm and waved, and the voice gradually faded away with her figure:

"A fish in the river."