Indulge in Life in America

　　 "Those guild leaders nim, I'm afraid you hate me?" When they came to the corner, Yang Cheng turned her back to the ballroom, while Sunny was leaning against the wall, tilting her head, and jokingly looking out.

　　 Yang Cheng didn't take it seriously, "How can it be, it's impossible to remember hate, but I am afraid that it will be crooked, and some mistakes, don't affect your reputation."

　　 Anyone who sees Yang Cheng's action just now holding Sunny will think that the son is picking up the girl.

　　 "Hehe, it's okay. In this circle, I haven't memorized any infamy. Besides, there are no reporters here and no one will take photos." This time it was Sunny's turn to comfort Yang Cheng.

　　 Looking at Sunny covering her mouth and laughing, she is not artificial. Yang Cheng likes this character very much, but the appearance and height are not as good as Yang Cheng's appetite. 419 is okay, but his girlfriend is fine.

　　 But he thinks too much, he is not a dollar, not to the point where everyone likes it.

The two of them didn’t stay in the same place, but strolled in the lawn garden while chatting. Sunny talked about the gossip of the entertainment industry, while Yang Cheng broke the news about some nasty American upper-class society. It was pleasant to talk and laugh. , The relationship between each other is much closer, at least Sunny is no longer perfunctory to call Yang Orange oppa.

　　 "You drink well?" Yang Cheng couldn't help being surprised when she saw Sunny handed over another glass of new wine.

　　 From the beginning to now, the two of them have drunk 4 or 5 glasses of red wine, almost half of the bottle. The red wine has a lot of stamina, and Sunny is like a okay person, even her face is not red.

　　 "Ah... I can drink two glasses when I have nothing to do. It may be hereditary. Both Abba and Uncle can drink better." It's not the first time that Sunny has been praised for being able to drink. She casually explained.

　　 Yang Cheng nodded clearly. Some families do have special genetic inheritance, such as this kind of liver that can quickly break down alcohol.

"By the way, Yang Cheng oppa, can I ask you a question about privacy?" Compared with Sunny being slightly drunk, Yang Cheng is almost half drunk at this time, his eyes are slightly blurred, and he can barely walk without shaking. It's not that he can't drink it, but that he would fight with Cui Zaiyuan during the dinner. If he hadn't drunk green tea during the meeting with Li Renyuan, he might have been lying there now.

　　 The two wandered to the small fountain garden. It was far away from the crowd, but the hustle and bustle in the distance could be faintly heard. It seems that tonight's banquet was very successful. It is now, and not many people have left first.

Sitting on a bench by the pool, a cool breeze hit Yang Cheng's mind a lot. Seeing Sunny holding her shoulders, shivering, she quickly took off her suit jacket and placed it on Sunny's shoulders. , I also clasped my arms specially and tightened in my arms. I drank wine until now, and I had a good conversation just now, no one cared about this physical contact, or why would I always say that it is easy to drink after drinking.

Sunny did not resist. It was indeed a bit cold. She wrapped herself in the suit that Yang Cheng draped over, looking for Yang Cheng’s warm embrace, and drew in. When she adjusted a comfortable posture, she raised her head, facing Yang Cheng’s eyes, her face The distance to the face is less than 20 cm.

　　 But instead of a trace of **** in his eyes, he asked with grief, "oppa, do men like the new and dislike the old, and they all like the kind of long-legged beauties? I like that kind of particularly feminine?"

　　 Yang Cheng was dumbfounded, and thought it was a privacy issue. This is obviously to complain!

　　 MMP, this trash can can't be used in vain. The hands on the shoulders naturally slide down to the waist. Sunny is petite, and Yang Cheng holds her like a child like this.

　　 "Why do you ask? It's not absolute, but it's true that men like beautiful women." Yang Cheng opened her mouth to tell the truth.

　　 You can tell the truth and score occasions. Now the girl is clearly asking for comfort. Can you say that?

　　Sure enough, the sorrow that Sunny just revealed was broken in an instant, and she was angry and laughed in an instant, "Ah, oppa, you shouldn't comfort me, say you don't like long-legged beauties?"

　　 "Pull it down, it's so hypocritical. If a man says that he doesn't like beautiful women, you just shoot him." Yang Cheng sneered, and didn't mean to justify the male compatriot.

　　 These words are really ridiculous, Sunny is speechless, what kind of man is in my heart, but the absurdity is a bit absurd, and this straightforward character makes Sunny feel happy.

However, the sadness in my heart did not vent. It was as uncomfortable as someone pinched his nose when he sneezed and held back for a lifetime, so I had to shout at Yang Cheng, "So as you said, I deserve to be dumped?"

"Um... You got dumped? Who? So personality? Does he have a physical defect and feel inferior? It stands to reason that you are definitely not ugly, but you are not so conspicuous in the beauty of the entertainment circle. That's it, um... I'm a little short, but he's hot, and coupled with the identity bonus of Girls' Generation, men should be full of accomplishments for women who can conquer you. I can't understand..." Yang Cheng's The mouth is completely gone, like a machine gun, suddenly, dare to say anything.

　　Sunny felt that she was going crazy, and she was talking about her body and character, and she didn't shy away from her desire to conquer. She said so frankly, but why did she feel that Yang Cheng was right?

　　 "Yeah, oppa, shut up, I don't want to listen to you anymore." Sunny screamed and got up and stretched out her hand to cover Yang Cheng's mouth. If she doesn't block it, she might say something crazy.

　　 Yang Cheng hurriedly hugged Sunny Yang Liu waist, fearing that she would fall, blinked and pretended to be pitiful, and motioned to herself not to say anything.

　　Sunny just made a fuss, and didn't really tell him to shut up. Seeing Yang Cheng's drunk look, she made her laugh upright, letting go and rubbing her shirt on Yang Cheng pretending to be disgusted.

　　 "Did your ex-boyfriend cheat? Tell me who it is, and I will help you clean up that scumbag." Yang Cheng licked his lips, feeling the fragrance between his lips and said domineeringly.

"You also said that Hannah, what's the matter with that Hannah?" Sunny did not answer the question. It is probably because the feelings are over. Yang Cheng's thinking is slower now, not controlled by the brain, but it does not represent him. IQ declines, the girl is reluctant to say, can she force her scars?

　　 "Hannah? Oh, it's normal to take what you need and what you need." Yang Cheng didn't feel embarrassed, he still disdain to make excuses about this matter.

　　He is free and easy, but he forgets that Sunny is also a woman, and she was just dumped. Hearing this, can he be different from the enemy?

　　 "oppa!" yelled viciously, pulling his face.

Yang Cheng was really drunk at the moment, subconsciously treating Sunny as the girlfriend of the previous life, pouting and moving forward. The two were already close together, plus the fight just now, they were completely stuck together. Before Sunny even had time to hide, that attractive little cherry mouth was caught by Yang Cheng's big thick lips.

　　 The picture seemed to stand still for an instant, the pink aura permeated, and the moonlight shyly hid among the shadows of the trees.

　　 After a while, Yang Cheng let go of her mouth and said cheaply, "Goodbye, not angry anymore."

　　Sunny still kept the same posture, staring at Yang Cheng without blinking, did not push away Yang Cheng and yelled in shame, but said softly, "oppa, you are drunk."

　　 At this time. . .

　　 "MRMR..." A familiar melody came from Sunny's bag, shattering the ambiguous atmosphere.

　　Sunny patted Yang Cheng's arm around her waist and asked her to loosen her to get her bag, but it was counterproductive. Not only did her arm hoop tighter, she stretched her big hand down and climbed onto her slippery thigh.

　　 There is no time to worry about Yang Cheng, the drunkard eating her tofu, and the constant yelling cell phone ringing makes her feel a little uneasy, always feeling that something bad is about to happen.

　　 No way, he stomped his foot gently, and pecked his head on Yang Cheng’s lips, gently touching Yang Cheng’s head like a kid, "oppa, let me take the phone first?"

　　 It was the beauty's trick, Yang Cheng obediently let go of her hand, let Sunny sit back on the bench, took out her mobile phone and looked at the caller ID answering sound.

　　 "Would you like to match? Uncle?"

　　. . .

"what?"

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　　 "Okay, I will go back now, don't worry."

　　. . .

　　 "Well, good."

　　 Yang Cheng listened to Sunny's anxious tone vaguely, shaking his head vigorously to force himself to regain some clarity.

　　 "oppa, I have to book a flight to the United States as soon as possible, my aunt's relapse is not very good." Sunny said to Yang Cheng with a cry.

　　 Yang Cheng was stunned, raised his hand and rubbed his temple vigorously, confirming, "Don't worry, you are saying you want to book a flight back to the United States?"

　　Sunny nodded heavily with red eyes, tears swirling, she who is usually strong, at this time, looks like a homeless child, at a loss for a while.

"Don't worry, your aunt will be safe from www.uukanshu.com. It will definitely be too late to book a ticket now, and the earliest flight will be tomorrow morning. In this way, you call President Li and tell him not to book a ticket. I'll solve it." At the critical moment, Yang Cheng didn't get ambiguous and took the initiative to take care of the matter. He was just drunk and had no memory loss. He took advantage of the girl's advantage, so he couldn't say nothing.

　　 Besides, he also planned to return to the United States in the next few days. It happens that he can go together now.

　　 "Damn it, where's the phone?" Yang Cheng fumbled with her hands on her body.

　　 "oppa, the phone is here." Sunny still found the phone in the inner pocket of her jacket.

　　 took the phone, stood up with Sunny's shoulders dangling, and then hugged Sunny to make her feel at ease.

"Hello, it'sme, jason, has the plane arrived in Seoul?" Yang Cheng is talking to the captain of his plane. A few days ago, grandpa and grandpa ended their vacation and returned to Hawaii from New Zealand. It happened that Yang Cheng's affairs are fast here. After finishing preparing to return to the United States, let the plane fly over to pick him up.

　　 "Arrived in the afternoon? The crew are still at the airport?"

　　 "That's good, I have to go back to the United States in an urgent matter. You guys are ready to take off. I will arrive at Incheon Airport in about an hour."

　　 "Yes, okay, thank you, you have worked hard. Destination? Wait a minute" Yang Cheng took off the phone and asked Sunny, "Which city is your aunt?"

　　 "Los Angeles." Although Sunny did not understand what Yang Cheng said, she dared not delay for a second.

　　 "Go to LA, ok, see you later."

　　 hung up the phone, rubbed Sunny's hair, "I was worried, the family plane just arrived in Seoul, now I go to the airport, I will go back with you."