Chapter Forty-Nine: Street Distribution (I)
The heart is cold, and so is desire.
When he realized that he had lost the bet due to a car accident, Lin Ning was ready to set up a new character.
After all, the blank period of more than a month is enough for a person to figure out a lot, and if he doesn't use some means, how can he turn the tables against the wind.
Unit, office building, in front of the main entrance.
The dark green Bentley Bentayga is the W12 version.
Lin Ning, who deliberately slowed down, was about to get into the car when a familiar female voice was expected.
"Lin Ning, let's talk. ”
"Sorry, in a hurry. ”
With the whitewash of the sun, Lin Ning slowly turned his head, and as the words fell, in front of Zhang Xiaoyun happened to be a well-defined side face.
"Then, then tell me when you're done, I'll wait for you. ”
"Good. ”
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"Oh, if you eat my bait, there will be no fish that doesn't go out of the pot. ”
Side face killing or something is really a good match with Bentley, after Zhang Xiaoyun left, Lin Ning smiled and licked his teeth, and whispered in a low voice.
"Su Jingya: I'm waiting for you at home. ”
Bentley driver's seat, Su Jingya's new news, arrived as scheduled.
Throwing the phone aside, Lin Ning, who changed into a pair of sunglasses, ignited, geared, and throttled.
The engine of the 6.0 is low and deep.
The acceleration of 100 kilometers is more than a second, and it feels the same as that of the Mini cooper.
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Lan Ting House, 1201.
Su Jingya, who deliberately arrived home an hour early, curled her hair and wore makeup.
The black apron, at first glance, I thought it was a backless suspender model from Victoria's Secret in the early years.
A fair-skinned and delicate neck, a slender waist, slender and straight legs, and white and pink feet.
Su Jingya, who is holding a pot in one hand and a shovel in the other, looks simple and sexy from behind.
"Long time no see. ”
After turning off the fire, passing through his waist, Lin Ning arrived home, his voice was low, and his hands were clenched.
Su Jingya turned her head with a little difficulty, her face was red, and her lips were clenched.
"Get out of the way. ”
"Angry?"
A muffled snort, with coquettishness.
Lin Ning turned his face sideways, pressed against Su Jingya's earlobe, exhaled like silk, and his voice was low.
"Get out of the way, and I'll settle accounts with you when I'm done cooking this fish. ”
"Look at me. ”
"I'm not in the mood to mess with you right now, so take your hands away. ”
"Stand still. ”
"What are you going to do... ”
“。。。 ”
A thousand words are better than sweating like rain, and countless promises can't be resisted, and you can realize it yourself.
The body's reaction was the most real, and Su Jingya, who opened her eyes again, was weak and breathless.
Lin Ning, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, felt that he could run another ten kilometers.
"Cattle. ”
With a hoarse voice and messy long hair, Su Jingya feels like a rag doll being played bad by children at this moment.
"It's a pity. ”
"What a pity?"
"Sweating so much, it's like not moving. ”
"Speechless, I'm dead, ignore me, the rice is in the pot. ”
“。。。 ”
After more than an hour of heartiness, it was less than 50 steps.
Lin Ning pursed his lips, I have to say that this system doesn't seem to understand the true meaning of life in motion.
"Heh, I read that you saved me, and I will give you a promotion in the afternoon. ”
In front of the dining table, casually glancing at the million or so experiences required for the current upgrade in the system interface, Lin Ning chuckled lightly and thought silently in his heart.
"How long did I sleep?"
WHITE LACE SHIRT, BLACK SLIT LONG SKIRT, FLESH-COLORED TRANSPARENT STOCKINGS, BLACK 3CM STILETTO HEELS.
Su Jingya, who returned to the restaurant, shyly glanced at the mess next to the kitchen stove and asked softly.
"Less than an hour. ”
Lin Ning, who came back to his senses, glanced at the Patek Philippe in his hand, and pulled Su Jingya to his lap as he spoke.
"Isn't my food delicious? The position of the chopsticks hasn't changed. ”
The three dishes and one soup on the table were no different from before, Su Jingya pursed her lips and said suspiciously.
"I don't have an appetite, when I saw you in the morning, I felt like you were a lot haggard, I'm sorry for worrying you these days. ”
Gently stroking Su Jingya's legs in stockings, Lin Ning frowned, his voice was low, and his eyes were gentle.
"Okay, it's all over, it's good for you to come back, Team Zhang actually told me that you asked for leave. ”
"Hey, it's almost three o'clock, are you going to go to the unit dressed like this?"
"Well, there's a meeting at 4 p.m. ”
"Go ahead, I'll send you some of your favorite food. ”
"No, it's all about losing weight. What about you, don't you go to the unit?"
"No, you drive slower. ”
"Good. ”
Hugs, kisses goodbye, eyes.
Finally, he glanced at the palm-sized cloth in Lin Ning's hand, and Su Jingya in the elevator room, embarrassed and indignant.
If you knew this was the case, you shouldn't have worn a lace-up model.
Downtown, SKP department store.
I don't know when it started, there are more and more self-media people who engage in street photography, street interviews, and outdoor live broadcasts.
Dressing and asking for price, monthly consumption, matching, calling the former object to borrow money, all kinds of things, what is hot, what is done.
"Hello young lady, we are a Gugu street match, are you single?"
Ordinary afternoon, not ordinary mall.
As in the past, the little girl nicknamed Seventh Sister brought her own cameraman to pick up and match.
"This, sorry, inconvenient. ”
“。。。 ”
"Hello young lady, we are a Gugu street match, are you single?"
"I've seen you on Douyin, Seventh Sister, hello, you're cute. ”
"Wow, young lady is so gentle, hehe, ask again, young lady, are you single?"
"Yes, I'm single. ”
Huya, the seventh sister of dimples, is indeed very pleasing when she laughs.
This lively and lovely girl has an innate affinity.
Zhang Min smiled and nodded, behaving generously and decently.
"Seventh sister: May I ask what is the name of the young lady, what kind of profession is it?"
"Zhang Min: Zhang Min, dance studio, teach children. ”
"Seventh sister: No wonder the young lady is in such a good figure and so gentle. ”
Zhang Min: Thank you. ”
"Seventh Sister: Is Zhang Min her real name? ”
"Zhang Min: It's my real name, and my studio is called Zhang Min Children's Dance Studio, which is next upstairs. ”
The reason why I agreed to the matchmaking interview of the seventh sister is that the boyfriend or something is secondary.
Free advertising is Zhang Min's main purpose.
"Seventh sister: A studio named after herself, Xiao Qi is very envious. ”
Obviously, for the sake of the effect of the show, Zhang Min's careful thinking, the seventh sister didn't mind.
After all, interviewing guests with a purpose will be more cooperative.
Without waiting for Zhang Min to say anything, the seventh sister continued to ask.
"Seventh sister: Do you have any expectations for your future boyfriend?"
"Zhang Min: I'm 170 and have high heels, so I hope that in the future, he will not be too low in height, look good, and not frighten children. ”
"Seventh sister: Hehe, I'm really afraid that you can take me to dinner too. ”
"Zhang Min: Hehe, you always have to be responsible for yourself. ”
“。。。 ”
"Seventh sister: That's for the time being, leave a WeChat, I'm very good at finding someone. ”
"Zhang Min: Just sweep me. By the way, I'll be here for a maximum of 2 hours. ”
“。。。 ”
"Okay, our little sister has found today. Zhang Min, 170, has his own dance studio... Today's young lady is really beautiful, so gentle, if it weren't for Xiao Qi is sister, she would almost be moved... ”
When Zhang Min's figure disappeared from her sight, the seventh sister puffed out her mouth, and as usual, made a brief summary of the stages to the camera. Degree of literature